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[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

'City of love,' huh? Really? [...disgruntled pause...] Are the people living here aware of that title? Because they sure don't seem to--

[and then the journal clatters to the sidewalk as someone bumps into him. give him a second while he picks that back up]

...Yeah. Great. Merci for that, buddy.

Some parole this is turning out to be.


((ooc: feel free to catch Billy over the journal or in person on his way home from work))

Comments

[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

That's the whole thing of it, though. What if it doesn't have bones? If you think of it in terms of something even more basic and amorphous, just malleable energy--or something even more intangible like hallucinations--then it makes way more sense.

The thought that we've been somehow physically transported to a version of Earth that none of us is from... that is an impossible theory.

[truthin-bones.livejournal.com]

Mass hallucination?

[She falls quiet, thinking on that idea. But the way she shakes her head just a little shows that she's not too comfortable with it. It's just too intangible.]

Considering the number of universes we have among all of Paradisa's residents, I do not find the possibility that impossible.

This is all... there is a reason I prefer bones. They are tangible. There is very little to question.