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[kamenriderdecade]

[If any of you happen to wander outside today, you'll probably catch sight of a well dressed male just outside one of Paradisa's entrances, looking through the viewfinder of a neat looking camera hanging from his neck.

The viewfinder itself is located at the top of the camera, so he doesn't have to lift it up to look through it, but rather, keeps his head bowed and stares through it, turning every so often as he surveys the new landscape he's found himself in.

If, however, amidst the scenery he catches sight of a person, he'll quickly snap a shot of them through his camera, the loud CLICK noise it creates making it readily apparent you've just had your photograph taken, without warning.

What do you do?]

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[eat_me_beat_me]

[She cracks up] Why the fuck do they think the world's gonna end in 2000?

[kamenriderdecade]

Same reason they think it's going to end in 2012.

Paranoia, or maybe just nihilism.

Tell one person something and it'll spread like wildfire, and then they'll believe it because everyone else does. Way of the world.

[eat_me_beat_me]

Yeah, I get what you're saying. One crazy rumor is all it takes to bring everything to a screeching halt.

[kamenriderdecade]

It's strange to say I think the world could use a few more skeptics.

[A chuckle.</small.]

[eat_me_beat_me]

Well you can count my boyfriend and I among them.

[She grins]

[kamenriderdecade]

Then you're wise beyond your years, the two of you. I've known adults who jump at the mere mention of a rumor or two.

[Like all the people who have tried to kill him just because there was a chance he might be a danger.]

Gives me hope that not everyone at this castle is going to be difficult to work with.

...assuuuuuuming, that is, that your boyfriend is here. I didn't think of that.

[eat_me_beat_me]

He is, yeah. His name's Mark. He does the broadcasts on Monday nights. He got here about a month before I did.