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[hot_mess_express]

Who: Everyone
When: Day 43, Nighttime
Where: The clearing, now no longer a beach

[ The beach fades away, leaving everyone back in the comfortable and familiar surroundings of the clearing and their-- beloved?-- train. There are some new stars in the sky, twinkling in ginger goldenrod, thyme apple, senna terracotta, jasmine blue, and clover pink.

The sound of a giggle fills the air and leaves behind bubbles-- touching one will give the uncontrollable urge to hug the nearest person. They will persist throughout the night. ]

Comments

[schrodingerscockroach]

[Nods.] So similar weight and size just for more certainty and less headache?

Why is yourself free from that limit?

[time5kip]

Your guess is as good as mine. I have absolutely no idea.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Huh. Can you do the switch thing with people?

[time5kip]

If one of those people is myself. Takes a lot of energy, though. I only do that if absolutely necessary.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Hm.

....might be a balance of effect thing.

Like an object can't do anything alone, and even if its used, those uses are limited. You have its intended use and a lot of other potential uses could still work with something of similar size and weight. The potential effects of that switch are limited without outside factors.

A person somewhere else is a whole butterfly effect of things. They can act on their own and no two people are exactly alike.

If you were like a time and space effect blindspot, that could cover why you move easily and why you can brute force someone to your space. Only taking away potentials in an area, not adding.

[time5kip]

[ There's an half smile at that and he just looks at him, hands into his pants pockets ]

You're having the time of your life with all this theorizing, aren't you.

[schrodingerscockroach]

[Tilts his head thoughtfully. Then shrugs.] A bit. Better than contingency plans for possibly ways everything could go to shit.

Makes me feel slightly less like a paranoid conspiracy nut.