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are you sure? this is a blow to anyone's reality...

of course it’s messing with her head a little…but mostly as of right now she is just in shock “well…..i’m not curled up in a ball crying…..so….i think i’m pretty good!” she smiles a little while looking up to the ceiling, hoping that maybe they can see her. She then looks back down in front of herself so she can walk back to her father..her smile falling a little and instead replaced with slight wonder “is……is there something i can call you people?…..or do i just call you ‘the voices’ “ that kinda sounds like something that a not so sane person would say in her mind…but if they don’t give her a different option.. then she guesses she will just have to call them that.  

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Hey Penta, mind if we ask how old you are?

The small girl is now only a few feet away from her hat now, she screws up her face a little as this voice asks this “dad said I shouldn’t say this sort of thing to strangers…” and she is pretty sure this applies to people who are from a different world that aren’t Aliens but are…..

she stops picking at her face to pick up her hat and place it on top of her head…it’s a little big for her but she should grow into it over time.

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*whispers* Did we break her already?

((Yeah sorry that be my fault, I got stuck for a while))

“No?….I’m fine?….” she can see her hat in the distance now, picking up her pace a little as she continues squishing her face “and….stuck with what?….”

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((Apologies))

It is the year 2046. The time has come for the annual Blog Inspection. Armed android wardens begin to arrive at the homes of the country’s prisoners who were once called citizens. A warden knocks on a ramshackle door. It is answered by an old man, bedraggled, starving, weary. The robotic guard’s abdominal display screen flickers to life with the image of a popular post on tumblr. “This has to be on everyone’s blog at least once,” intones the android. Fear enters the man’s eyes. He has not reblogged this post. He shrieks and, with one fell motion, blasts a hole into the android’s head with his laser magnum. Everyone in the neighborhood watches on in horror as the man, calling for liberation, is tackled by dozens of androids. His screams die with the buzz of plasma spears. There is no freedom. This has to be on everyone’s blog at least once. Everyone’s.

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Hey are you ok?

She pushes herself off the hat stand, starting to squish and poke at her own face with their right hand, while still holding onto her wand with the other “I-….think so……I-ts….just overwhel-ming ” she continues to walk in the Direction to her newly found hat..just..much slower now.

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some have, some haven't it's...a mixed basket, with anons. uh, you can look at the President's tumblr blog for some... understanding of what we're capable of. of course, because we're loads of people, who. are hiding behind a mask that can't be recognized...... they feel less limited, and as thus are... more unpredictable then those with a "face"

She nods, this isn’t really comforting at all but at least the ones that are talking to her seem…nice?…..those are some famous last words right there..after she has calmed down a little, she speaks up again “but….I c-an’t see any of your faces…som-e of you just have…..really distorted voices…like y-ou”

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oh dear... we have magic that... only impacts people from another realm. those behind the grey mask, like me, we're the anonymous. we can cast spells that... rbeak the rules of your world, but it's rarely lasting. even then, our abilities are restricted by the choisces of the mun. each person you know has one- think of them as like... a mini god that helps determined each persons fate.

……well….that isn’t Utterly terrifying at all….having mini god like beings that can determine your fate as well as having people that call themselves the Anonymous /which is terrifying in itself/ that can use magic that breaks the rules of her own world… she shakily breathes in and out slowly..not really caring anymore if people are watching “..have….yo-u people ever….hurt anyone w-ith this magic?.”

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She quickly puts her hands over her mouth when realising that she was in fact, yell talking, she glances around again.... surprisingly still no one is watching..that or there's no one in this part of the hat place.

...more confusion.....so....they are Aliens but not the out in space kind...and they don't have magic in their world...but do as well..........

She slowly pulls her hand away from her face "okay....but......how can yo-u have no Magic in you-r world but...you...do as well?.........are you fr-om different worlds?........."

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Ah! Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you kid. Apparently you just hear us as voices. I'll definitely refrain from making loud noises and sending random memes. But, hi there! I'm dransnake, one of the voices of another world.

Another….world…….okay this gives her more questions than answers, she stops walking for a moment to lean against one of the shelves. “Another wor-ld?….what othe-r world?…..” she pauses, her eyes widening slightly “Are yOu peopl-e alie-ns that probed m-E?!?” ………..well now she thinks you guys are aliens…….and she is talking really loudly, which doesn’t help things.

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oh dear... it seems you have a... unique ability, my friend. most of the others just read us on a website, yet you... you hear us in your head. consider us askers from teh fourth wall. i'm not sure why you have this ability, but... there's always a silver lining, right?

Oh great… another one….she wraps her arms around herself and glances around to see if anyone is around, when she sees no one, she answers a bit louder this time “you….mean li-ke in stage performa-nces?…….”

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After probably a good 30 seconds of screaming, she feels someone wrap their arms around her and move her head up to face the unknown person, which turns out to be father “stop screaming..Penta..Pentagon "he says the last word more firmly, as well as shaking her a little, this finally causes them to stop. The other sighs before looking up and waving off the people that are staring, as well as one of the people that work at the hat shop they’re in. She is shakily breathing and trying to catch her breath…god she is happy her sister didn’t come with them, because she would probably be a pain in the as-"hey little magic girl…I think you…dropped… your wand ” she glances over to the sound of the voice, seeing a employee in there early 20’s holding out the said wand to her..she just blankly stares at it. “Penta….take the wand and thank her” her dad ends up saying, she mumbles out a small sorry before taking the wand and thanking the employee.

Okay well…she definitely is hearing voices, because as soon as she takes the wand, another voice says something…….what kind of magic is this???? Is her magic to be crazy? She doesn’t really get to ponder on those questions for long, due to her father, who is now standing infront of her, again speaking to her in a much calmer voice “are you okay?” It takes the younger one a moment to process what he said, when she does though, she nods her head hesitatily and forcing a little smile on her face. He smiles a little at her response, saying a little “okay” before getting back onto his feet “I’m going to go pay for your hat, can you go get it and we will meet back here?” She nods yet again “oka-y dad!” And with that she quickly turns her heel and starts heading in the Direction of where they left the said hat…..while trying to ignore the thoughts in her head that are saying that she is insane…and despite her head telling them to ignore the voices as well….something…else tells the complete opposite.

“I-t’s….okay…..” she quietly mumbles out…god she hopes no one can hear her.

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Almost immediately after she puts her small hand into the hat, she feels a long item ever so slowly form in her hand, her heart skips a beat in excitement and slight disbelief when the realisation hits her. She actually found it… once the item has finally formed in her hand she quickly pulls it out, followed by awkwardly stumbling to her feet and practically screaming out “DAD DAD! LOOK LO-”

Well…..now she is just screaming…which is honestly a really appropriate reaction to suddenly hearing voices in your head…probably what isn’t a appropriate reaction is throwing your wand across the room, in a public area, with people everywhere.

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