Broken Fourth Wall

[Cifero Windtail]

Sighing, Daisy looked down at her t-shirt. "I should probably change into a new one, there's a big hole from where you stabbed me," she said, poking part of her stomach that had been ink-healed.

[Tim Siguire]

"It's not ink... what does ink-healed even mean?"
Tim pulls up a large wardrobe for Daisy. "Here ya go, miss Daisy."

[Cifero Windtail]

Daisy looks back a few pages, then blushes. "Oh... you healed me with your blood," she said, smiling sheepishly and summoning a tent around herself and Tim and the wardrobe. "Okay..." Looking through the t-shirts, she found one that looked similar to hers. "Here we are," she said, taking her t-shirt off and slipping the new one on. "... Hey Tim, do you think that I was born like other people?" she said, growling in frustration and going back to searching since the t-shirt she had on wasn't quite right; the color was off.

[Tim Siguire]

Tim makes a lounging chair with his tail. "Born like others???" *sits in the chair*

[Cifero Windtail]

"You know," Daisy said. "Did I come out of another celestial wolf at some point, or was it a supernatural thing?" She kept looking through the t-shirts.

[Tim Siguire]

"Oh, that..." Tim looked towards her feet from the other side
"Well.... I think.. you... with nice feet, a pretty cool tail... your body did but I believe it's more of a uhh... materialization of matter that changed your body. Like a molecular swap. Same Mind, different body. Although.. my theory has holes in it."

[Tim Siguire]

"Meanwhile, I wish to destroy my phone. It just won't go past the Turning On screen unless the battery is low."
"What... the, F... Phone. Seriously I want to destroy it."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray smiled, as he appeared on Tim's shoulder, much smaller than before. "Interesting theory, Tim. I'd put it more towards just a physical change, like an evolution. Molecular swap would insinuate that the uh...the switch target - we'll leave it as subject Daisy - existed. That's just my two cents. And I'm sorry 'bout your phone. Sounds like a software bug, maybe you can pull warranty on the company?"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray chuckled. "I wear THAT badge with pride, friend. When someone can come running to you for information...feels great."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray chuckled. "Not true. Comparative to those around me (in an educational setting, mind you), I'm a walking encyclopedia on World War II." He smiled. "But you can take your position, it matters not to me."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray chuckled. "That wasn't out of character, Tybalt. I used them to separate a thought."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray chuckled. "It was spoken, just separated."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray chuckled. "I did respond. And it's not an act. Really, I'm just tired."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray chuckled. "You don't hit nearly hard enough to hit 'him'. There's a fine separation between this plane, and the plane 'he' exists on." He smiled, and sat. "But go on, hit those proxies as hard as y'want."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray sighed. "Do what you want, Imma go t'sleep." He laid down, and fell asleep.