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[knowlogram]

[Come talk to or shout at your lovely IOU Counselor. His door is always open, unless someone else is already inside.]

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Comments

[abysslord]

[blank face]

Yeah, yeah, I'm sure he knows what he did, whatever crimes he's committed. I don't, so that's why I was asking. No need to shout.

[It's a chiding tone, but not an angry one.]

Still, thanks for explaining that much. Even if it doesn't make any sense, if he's just in a game.

[knowlogram]

His villainy crosses all meta-narrative barriers of medium.

[abysslord]

So, what, it even crosses into reality?

[Hubie do you need Help]

[knowlogram]

Bold of you to assume that there's a meaningful distinction to begin with.

[abysslord]

...There is.

[Don't get all meta on him now]

Knowing the line between fantasy and reality is kind of important.

[knowlogram]

You're all from different worlds, there's probably less of a distinction than you're thinking.

[abysslord]

[Sighs!!!]

Okay, look, if you want to get into that, we can. I know my life is my reality, and the others' lives are their reality. This place is our shared reality. But the games, which are pretend, are fantasy.