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[tresemme]

[ if you’re lucky, you’ve never heard this voice before. if you have, you’ll probably notice that he seems considerably less grouchy than he did making his greeting rounds in springstar and highstorm. tony has had time to settle in, and more importantly, he’s made some big decisions about what side he wants to support here.

…for now, at least, which is the quiet motivation behind his demanding communion. he seems utterly at home invading people’s minds, and there’s the sense of him stretching out like he’s been here the whole time and was just waiting for you to get home. ]

People here are from all different worlds, right?

[ rhetorical question, and he continues. ]

I want to hear from whoever’s been to Terra. The third planet in the Sol System. I know some of you call it Earth—the fact that you have a name for it means that you know about it. [ a pause. ] I’ll torture the knowledge out of you if I have to, but it’s easier for everyone if you just cough it up.

[ that seems to be the end of that, unless you’re a zenite, to which he then narrows his focus. ]

…sorry if you heard me say I want all the humans to die. I know we have to work together.

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[eightfoldfiend]

[Something like a thousand oily tentacles reach into the communion.]

Threats of torture so soon?

Impressive.

[tresemme]

[ this feels bad. tony’s mental defenses are immediately up, and he can’t even take pleasure in the fact he’s not being scolded. ]

You’re the only one who feels that way.

[eightfoldfiend]

[The impression of tendrils gently caresses the connection. There is curiosity there. And child-like laughter.]

Torture is one of the most...interesting things humans invented.

And they call me cruel! Tsk!

[A ripple of curiosity.]

Have you received the information you are so desperate for?

[tresemme]

[ tony is comfortable manipulating himself in the mental space, but yuber’s presence is so unique and consuming that tony can barely pull himself away. there’s pressure all around him; he can only just hear the actual words being spoken. ]

Y… yeah, I have.

[ “your mind is terrible,” he wants to say, but something keeps him from going that far. ]

It’s not that great. It wasn’t worth asking.

[eightfoldfiend]

Not that great? Hah!

Then maybe it's better off dead.

[tresemme]

It was an empty world even before everything got “destroyed,” anyway. Who cares…

[ he does. he cares. he’s just feeling defensive. ]

Someone else can worry about it, if they want to.