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[Her arrival was common: Waking in the strange pod, stepping into shallow water, acquiring printed pamphlets along with a holographic presentation... Fayet folds the papers into origami cranes, which rest in her palm for only a brief moment. Which a breath, they take off flying as if they were real birds. 

She hums in amusement at her own magical ability. For now, these first few hours, she'll take it easy. Fayet heads off down the streets of Genessia, with no shoes on her feet and her long lilac hair trailing behind her.]

Interesting... You there. [The young woman points, addressing a stranger with friendly authority in her voice,] How long have you been held captive in this "Genessia?"

 

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Salutations. Genessia, correct? That's how I should greet the general public here? But then, how should I greet our supposed captors? Hm.

How about "thank you?" Thank you, Genessia. For creating an indestructible cage, with lives from so many other worlds-- No, other unvierses. Other omniverses, I'm sure! This is the most excellent place for me to begin. Yes, thank you for this cage and all of these people.

But I'd like to take over now. To all of you comfortable in Genessia: I'll be here now, keeping you content and satisfied. To those of you wishing to leave... Why? Why would you leave this entertaining experiment? Is there an effort in place to leave this place at all? Has any progress been made? Do let me know... I'd like to crush it as soon as possible, and stay with you all. Forever.

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[orlokbutterfly]

[No. He's not happy. He hasn't been happy in quite some time, he just knows how to fake it.]

After a year in the job, I'd say I've had my fill of it. Plus there's voting every six months, so even if I don't step down, I could lose the spot anyway.

[He falls quiet, letting her words hang in the air before he shakes his head.]

I mean, for some of us, that's already the case. No one even dies permanently here, so there aren't that many strings attached.

But, I'm also a cynic. Some things sound a little too good to be true.

[fatestrings]

Hearing that makes me sad, Guardian. May someone as kind as yourself fill your position, and love Nova City in your place.

[Fayet herself is a cynic. No death? How is that good? No dying would be better: Once you've gone through the mentality of a dying person, you're changed anyway.

However, she keeps these thoughts to herself. They're hard for mortals to understand.]

Skepticism is healthy. I look forward to the day when I defeat the doubt in your heart, then. A paradise will be possible.

[orlokbutterfly]

[This lady's attitude was... odd. Gale wasn't entirely sure what to make of it. By all rights, she should line up with the world dominating types, but all this talk of love and shit...]

If any of the current deputies try to take up the mantle after me, I don't think the city will have anything to worry about.

["Love" certainly wasn't the right word to use about how he feels. But he's slowly coming to hate that word anyway.]

If you pull it off, and peacefully at that, then I would welcome being wrong.

... what's even your name, anyway? Need to know who to thank for a potential paradise-to-be.

[Or to add to a watch list. You know. Same difference.]