Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20190509204551/@comment-29194274-20190514224003

Futaba is definitely confused, but doesn't comment on it.

"Well, that's both very reassuring and absolutely horrifying. It talked about a few things I've either only confided in a very small amount of people, or not at all, and somehow it knew about all of those things. I mean, if whatever the hell is behind this knows about those things, who knows what else they know, or what they could be capable of. Just think about it. Some random ring, which for all you know could be a sort of bioweapon or alien in nature, flies into your room, starts talking about things about yourself that only you and a select few other people know about, and declares you to be a part some weird corp. How weird is that? What if we're all just on some massive drug trip, or someone's messing with our cognitions as a sick, twisted joke? What if none of this is actually real and one of us is just dreaming? Would we even notice if it became lucid?" Akechi has begun to ramble, and is not stopping, actually beginning to panic himself with the idea that this could not be real, and that he might not actually be the real Akechi and is just a figment of someone else's weird ass dream.