#archeraknight

[queenofmorolianspiders]

Sirus: I swear I am here.. Look. *takes out a small knife and makes a small cut on his hand,so it bleeds a little* I'm not an illusion. My name is Sirus Noir Rose, I'm the son of Archera Andrea Rose, who is a member of Holy NightMare co.

Again, that could be quite the illusion, especially since I have no way to know that the blade was physical or ephemeral. 

Hm. Don't know her~ It's a small, worthless company. Gives one something to do but it's still oh so droll. No point in knowing anyone that I don't need to interact with, you know~?

[queenofmorolianspiders]

Sirus: ma'am you alright...? Are you lost as well..?

No, no, I know exactly where I am. (It's just knowing how to get anywhere from here that is the problem.... But in her attention to figuring this out, she makes a contradiction, and realizes that she has just made it. Perhaps to either distract, or stall for time, she begins rambling.) But where you are truly? How are you so certain that you are here with me as well? I myself am certain that I am here, but how am I to be certain that you are there? I could simply run a blade through your body to make sure that it is, indeed, your body. But even that could be a well-constructed fake. So how am I to truly know that you are, without a doubt, simply here and sharing this space with me, and not some sort of creation?

[queenofmorolianspiders]

Sirus: Hello there miss, can you tell me where I am...? And who you might be...?

(The blond was about to answer, but it seemed that the Magic Anon effect took hold and had completely obliterated her sense of direction. Although she knew that she was in one of her spacerifts, she wasn't sure which. And she wasn't sure how to get back to the one that she lived in from here.)

....I would love to tell you where you are, but I myself am not sure. (She ignores his ask for her name in favor of pondering how that happened...)

[holynightmarecorporation]

Doesn't take a genius to guess what your doing... An anon told me. Said they were worried you'd damage the station.

"How would I damage the station? And why are you listening to Anons? You know they'll do anything to get on your nerves, those deceptive creatures."

[holynightmarecorporation]

Hello there CS. How is the.... Baking..?

"Baking? How did you kn-- ARE YOU SPYING ON ME?!"

[holynightmarecorporation]

*a 14 year old boy walks in, he looks like an anon, but has an actual face, green eyes, black hair, and is wearing Dark green clothing, with a sword slung across his back* excuse me, Sir, but do you mind telling me where I am?

"OH, MY GOD. It's an Anon... with a face!"

[holynightmarecorporation]

Fine! *storms out angrily*

"... Wow..."

[holynightmarecorporation]

No, no I don't. *crosses her arms*

"This company stands for everything against the Star Warriors. I've had doubts... far too many times, actually. But, if Nightmare knew what you were doing-- just don't interact with Star Warriors again if you want to continue working here."