meet and greet

[cancrymods]

If you've been paying any attention to the screens around Invidia (and it's honestly harder NOT to pay attention to them than it is to actually do so) then you'll be familiar with Esme, the woman whose face graces every single screen. Some initial poking around has revealed that Esme is a sort of idol to the people of Invidia, whose enviously glamourous life has taken the city by storm but that's more or less all you've learned so far.

But it looks like you might have the opportunity to learn more sometime soon.

Just as the dark sky of Invidia gives way to what passes for daytime, all of the screens in Invidia light up with the same video – it's Esme, perched on what looks to be a fancy throne in the middle of a white void, nothing to distract from the glaringly insincere sincere smile on her face as she addresses the camera.

"Good morning, lovelies! ❤ I've been soooooo busy with work and filming lately, I haven't had even a single second to see any of you in person! And what's the point of all that hard work if I don't even get to see your smiling faces at the end of it? So today we're having a very special event! For this afternoon only, I'll be on the Starlight Stage on the roof of our mall, all ready to shake hands and sign things and see all of you lovelies face to face again! Make sure you hurry on down to see me, okay? Bye-bye-bye! ❤"

With a wave and a sickly sweet smile to the camera, Esme signs off.

Looks like you've been given an opportunity to do a little investigating...

Comments

[schardynfreude]

I'm told my voice can be quite sonorous.

But I am merely wondering about your memories, if you even have them, if they ever returned to your or if they withered away to naught but dust or if you simply woke up with a gaping need in your chest.

[cancrymods]

That's a pretty personal question.

[ She's not quite glaring daggers at him, nothing as overt as that, but her distaste is palpable. ]

How about this? You tell me what you remember and I'll tell you how much I remember.

[schardynfreude]

Mmm...a fair trade.

[The question really becomes: how much of what he says should be the truth, and how much fabrication?]

I admit I don't have it all at the moment. I certainly recall a time when I was younger and, aha, livelier, full of love and joy for my beloved. How she loved to explore and discover and drag me along for the ride. [This is perhaps the most genuinely soft he's looked around Esme. But it's a subtle shift when it slides away again.]

I recall a grand throne room, and myself upon the chair, lording over all in my domain. I remember the city, oh, yes, not unlike this one--bigger, I would say, but the specifics and particulars in Purgatory are so flexible, aren't they? Buildings tall enough to pierce the sky, though they did not actually, and all the signs of a prosperous world within a world. Crown jewel of the land, a mighty capital, opulence and elegance in the details.

[None of it is a lie. Just...omission.]

It doesn't have a happy ending, as I recall, but such things rarely do.

[discutio]

[*Phoenix will remember that.]