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[For a very long moment, Greed stares blearily at the camera.

He doesn't speak, just wraps a fuzzy blanket around his shoulders and looks like he's fuming.]

You know what I really don't like?

Falling asleep for more than a month and waking up to it snowing.

When the hell is it going to be spring again?!

[It's been several months since Greed last posted to the network. He's actually not on camera when the feed turns on, instead a very concerned Feraligatr is holding the 'Gear, setting the camera down carefully on a couch.]

That's fine, Bido.

[Greed sounds... tense, but not terribly concerned.]

So, I know this is nothing new at this point, but those weird looking hybrids that have been running around? Clearly diseased or something. I'd be holding the gear myself, but, well...

[And as if on cue, Bido twists the camera around so Greed comes into view-- he's transparent in places, looks like his legs have somehow vanished altogether, and with the red splotches on his face, he, well...

Looks a little too much like a Yamask for comfort.]

This is goddamn creepy.

[It's been a while since he was last on camera.

Greed looks cold and annoyed, and he's wrapped himself in a blanket. It's not that cold in his house, he's just being a little melodramatic.

Maybe.]

You know, the last time the weather went haywire, the world nearly ended a few months later. It's not like I'm saying another Legendary Pokemon is going to show up without warning--

[He frowns.]

Nah, who am I fooling. That's exactly what I'm saying.

So here's a question. This place still likes hypothetical, doesn't it?

Say a while ago something happened to you. One of those should be impossible situations that you were nevertheless curious about. But you don't remember it too well so you were hoping that maybe lightning strikes twice. Just maybe, you'll get your chance to have it happen again and this time remember the situation with a bit more clarity than the last.

You're just that lucky-- it happens again by some act of divine providence.

But when it happens again everything about it feels strange. It's like looking into one of those funhouse mirrors. Everything about it is off. It feels wrong. You remember all of it this time and wonder, despite it being what you wanted, if you dearly wish you didn't. It makes you question yourself. Why would you want to have it happen again? Maybe there was a reason why you don't remember it happening the first time.

What would you do? What the hell kind of situation would you find yourself wanting to happen again? I'd like to know, if you don't mind.

So here's a question for all of you. What's the furthest you've been from home? Before coming here, I mean. This place doesn't count. I want to know how far people have traveled before coming here.

The name of the place you're from, the name of the place you like going. What your favorite city is called. Things like that.

I've always liked traveling. But I used to spend years in one place, even so. Always found myself drawn back to where I was born. It's one of those interesting things about people. I don't exactly miss the place, but I do find myself thinking about it sometimes. What it would be like if we could go back with memories of this place instead of forgetting everything.

So there's a second part of my question, I guess.

Say you go home, but you remember everything from here. What would you do with that information?

What if you arrived home at a time before the last thing you remember?

[Oh, look. It's Greed on video. This is something of a rarity.

He's obviously outside and on one of the routes at the moment, looking annoyed more than anything else.]

You know, I thought I had this place reasonably figured out. Got a decent grasp on battling, don't really mind living out of a hotel room, and since it's summer, traveling between cities is actually not that bad.

That being said, what the hell is this?

[The camera shifts off of Greed and onto a bug-type that looks like a wheel.]

Cedric used to be a beetle. Why--

What the hell is he supposed to be? Can he even battle like this?!

How the hell does a beetle even change shape to begin with! It's the final stage of a metamorphosis so why the hell did he go and turn into that thing?

[And since he's facing the camera, he completely misses the Whirlipede rolling its eyes at him.]

Hypothetically speaking, how does a person deal with information that completely changes his entire understanding of the world? I'm not much of a philosopher myself so this question is looking for a more straightforward answer. I don't expect an easy solution and like I said, it's only a hypothetical.

People go through their lives expecting the world to operate on a certain set of rules, but when those rules suddenly stop working a person is sent into a crisis. Or he can be at any rate. Such a thing won't completely destroy the man, naturally. He's stronger than that. But it does leave him shaken and feeling a bit uncertain about particular things.

But the revelation nevertheless leaves him suddenly questioning his own identity.

So I ask: what would you do if you do anything at all?

[About thirty minutes later he sends another message, this time locked to Lust and not anonymous.]

If you have a moment can you get back to me? I found out something during that odd weekend and you're the only person who I can talk to about it.

[He's suddenly, horrifyingly aware that something is terribly wrong with his body.

What... what's going on? He breathes in through his nose, and he can tell immediately that he doesn't need to breathe in air by the way his chest doesn't quite give in a natural way.

Has he... has he gone back to being a Homunculus proper?

Dammit, he had been so close to being happy here. So close to finding humanity normal, and now he's back to square one.

Greed rushes to the peer, watching the ocean with a mix of forlornness and anger. And then he jumps off the edge, like any ~~psychology unstable~~ normal person might do when they want to test something out.

He doesn't let himself sink far. He's aware almost immediately that he still doesn't need to breathe, even under the waves. There's only the stillness of the water and his own anxiety for maybe two minutes before instinct that he must have learned from newfound (newly lost?) humanity kicks in and he quickly resurfaces, climbing back onto the flooring, his legs dangling off the edge of the pier.

Greed doesn't try to test his Ultimate Shield. He's not sure he wants to.

Maybe he should get inside before someone notices him dripping wet (and the fact that his hair is far too perfect for someone who just jumped into the ocean) but he's too morbidly fascinated with his own lack of a heartbeat.]

((ooc: general catch-all fourth wall post. Feel free to set your thread after Greed stops being an idiot if you'd like.))

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