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['Sup, ADR. Today, there's a certain Fonon Sentience in here -- but he's appearing as a pillar of flame.]

[And...wait, what? He's standing behind a booth? A banner is hanging over his head, which says:

LORELAI'S SPECIAL SCORE READINGS -- FOR FREE TODAY ONLY!

And underneath that cheery caption, there's some fine print:

Disclaimer: the Score may or may not be just one of many paths -- decide on your own. So please, Those Who Would Seize Glory should go away.

[So what would you do, sweet, innocent, non-Van residents of the ADR? Ask for a Score reading? Try to kill him? Dump some water on him before he sets the ADR on fire? The choice is yours!]

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Wh-wha'ddya mean rebirth I haven't died [yet]...

Have I?

[OH LORELAI SEE WHAT YOU DID THERE?! >:(]

Considering that this doesn't appear to be Auldrant...Perhaps you're not the scion of my power.

[poke poke.]

No, that's not the case...You are the Light of the Sacred Flame. But yet...

How have you arrived here?

[WE DON'T SEE BECAUSE WE DON'T HAVE EYES. ):

MAYBE IF YOU DONATE YOUR PAIR...]

[NO POKING THAT TICKLES!]

I don't know! Isn't that the point...? Nobody knows how they get here...

[CAN'T YOU JUST TELL? YOU'RE SPEAKING WITHOUT A MOUTH RIGHT?]

True, true, I had wanted to pop onto Auldrant for a short visit, but got mysteriously transported here instead...

So what were you doing before you got transported here?

[Jeez, don't be so testy, redhead. It's just a joke~]

[deep breaths, kiddo, deep breaths] Last I remember, I was at an inn in Sheridan. We'd just shut down the Absorption Gate a little while ago and we were taking a brea while I thought of a name for the bridge.

[You have a morbid sense of humor around a dying kid, Lorelai.]

Ah. That explains it.

[~*~*mysterious answer*~*~]

[Dw Luke Lorelai'll just return you to life! *thumbsups* Might have to keep your friends waiting for a couple of years but no biggie, amirite?]

Explains what...? [he trails off. In all honesty, he's not sure he wants to know.]

[And sure, it's no big, so long as you don't bring up the fandom controversy about who actually was brought back. Hooboy.]

Are you aware that you're undergoing fonon separation? That, at the same time, the original scion of my power is beginning to undergo the so-called 'Big Bang' effect?

[Even a fonon sentience can't stand up to that Internet Backdraft. ;A;]

Well, yeah I know I'm dying, but... Wait, what about Asch!? [Do you see this face, Lorelai. Do you see this face (He is totally looking so much more panicked and upset than the icon can convey, I assure you). Are you sure you want to do this to him? Explain that he really has two death sentences as well as one? And that Asch is (kind of) dying because of him? ARE YOU SURE!? 8|]

[If the creators themselves aren't capable of standing up to Internet Backdraft, no one is.]

[Ah, choices, choices. Too bad he can't really grasp why the little mortal is so upset considering. Y'know. Giant fonon sentiences don't die. Plus he knows how everything ends! \o/ ]

I must admit, I'm not familiar with the process you call 'fomicry', but it seems that you and your original being perfect isofons has some negative effects. As in your original is dying and will eventually kill you in order to reform himself.

[Have fun dealing with that lovely revelation, Luke!]

[Given his vested interest in his original's well-being, he pays rapt attention to Lorelai's sentence. And the further the fonon sentience goes, the less and less impact the words are making as his face slackens.

After he finishes, Luke's just going to stare down, not saying anything, trying to comprehend all that Lorelei is implying. Because what little he does understand already... is not pleasant. To say the least.

Simply put, the lights are on, but thoughts have all fled for more welcoming quarters.

Finally...] What...?

[A few tendrils creep out and wrap around Luke, as if in some kind of awkward embrace.]

Are you...alright?

[Better up the ante of that "comforting" thing you're trying to do, he's going to need it.

And for a long time he's not going to say anything, thinking a lot of different things about all that Lorelei has just said. Going into that little downward spiral he tends to do in situations like these.]

I... [don't know]

You look rather pale.

[It swirls forward, enveloping Luke in flame and a rush of seventh fonons.]

O soothing light, Heal.

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gj, you really did break him this time

/wipes his memory?

Too late, I made a reaction post. :|

/was debating whether to comfort/troll him there too!