VI

[foreverphantom]

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[doublefists]

[ help, that makes her laugh, brushing her mouth with the back of her hand. ]

Yeah? You destroyed capitalism? [ she does not believe you but ok ]

[foreverphantom]

[ for now he is treating the laugh as being at the absurdity of the statement, and not at the absurdity of this twink destroying anything ]

Not intentionally. But it turns out, when you destroy everything else, capitalism falls apart on its own.

[doublefists]

[ it's a little of both, to be fair. ]

Alright, so are you going to tell me the whole story, or.

[foreverphantom]

[ shrugs a little ]

Not much to tell. I wanted to destroy everything, so I did. There wasn't anything or anyone left that could stop me.

[doublefists]

[ finishes her steak, still looking at him with a raised eyebrow. ]

Yeah, but like. How.

[foreverphantom]

I'm a ghost. And I...used to be much more powerful than I am now. No other ghost could stop me. And the human world is generally ill-equipped to deal with ghosts. It was child's play.

[doublefists]

[



reaches over to poke him in the arm to see if her hand goes through. ]

[foreverphantom]

[ he is poked! he shoos her hand away ]

Obviously not now, with my powers suppressed. And even then, I got shoved back into a human body, so...it's more like being a ghost part-time, now.

[doublefists]

[ man, she's used to other people not being human or whatever but ghost is a new one. ]

So you're dead? Part time?

[foreverphantom]

Yup. Or half-dead, if you prefer.

[doublefists]

I prefer full-alive.

[ dryly. but. ]

So you destroyed everything at what... [ squints at him, appraising. ] Sixteen?

[foreverphantom]

I said I got shoved into a human body. It isn't mine--I'm not sixteen.

[doublefists]

Uhhh, right, okay, so how old are you, then?

[foreverphantom]

There's more than one answer to that, for me. But for the sake of simplicity, let's go with 26.

[doublefists]

No way you're older than me.

[foreverphantom]

Oh, 26 is the younger end of possible ages I could have given you.

[doublefists]

[ GAZES ]

You act like my fifteen year old brother.

[foreverphantom]

I act like myself, thank you very much.

You only think that because my appearance makes anything I do seem like teenage behavior.

[doublefists]

No, I'm pretty sure it's because you act like one.

[ now she's just fucking with him, really. he does actually kind of remind her of mylo sometimes. ]

So what do you really look like? This but older?

[foreverphantom]

[ glares at her for a second...but realizes that fighting that point any further will only make him look more like a teenager. growth! ]

I said the body's not mine. No, I was much bigger. And older, yes. I looked a lot less human.

[doublefists]

[ hehe.

she finishes her steak, and leans back. ]

Huh. [ ... ] Ghost isn't the weirdest thing I've ever heard, I guess. Hey, did your - thing, your game, your last round, whatever - did it have wishes?

[foreverphantom]

Wishes? No, not really. Why?

[doublefists]

Just curious if you would've picked a different form if you had them.

[foreverphantom]

Oh. No, we didn't have wishes, but we had a book we could write into that would make whatever we put in there real.

I remember writing in that I would be able to return to my old form, but...I don't know. Something strange happened. [ furrows his brow in confusion ]

[doublefists]

[ alarming! a reality writing book sounds alarming to her!

she doesn't say anything about that, but. ]

They probably took it from you here. A couple people can't do magic and stuff like that.