TP - PERIDOT DORM 1.0

[impacter]

If any of the Peridots die, we shall make a new dorm PC (unless the dead, idk, become ghosts or something).

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[impacter]

Please, just Solomon is fine. I don't like feeling too old.

[He settles back down into his seat with a sigh.]

Maybe we can find the story of it in the books scattered around here, if we're lucky. It's about a wooden puppet that wishes to be a real boy, and the troubles he gets into in his pursuit for fun.

[heartstringless]

[Turns to face him, though his steps still because-]

...Huh?

[Wait, is this guy messing with him-]

[impacter]

[...]

Eh?

What, did I say something strange?

[heartstringless]

No. It's just... [Well, that's a lie, really.]

I'm a puppet. So...

[impacter]

[...

Well! That would explain the age.]

In what way? You... seem very self aware.

[heartstringless]

I'm particularly advanced. Father made me that way.

[Um...]

But I'm not flesh and blood like a human, if that's what you mean.

[impacter]

[Huh. Interesting, if the Father believes Pinocchio to be just as alive as the rest.... but then again they DO have an apple just floating around.]

Fascinating... are you machinery, then, or something else...?

[heartstringless]

[Pinocchio believes himself to be alive, too, though whether or not that has any actual bearing on the fact itself is probably more philosophical than empirical.]

I think that's the best way to describe it. I'm machinery, but I also house a soul inside of me. And I have memories, and react to experiences with emotions, just like any other human.

[impacter]

A soul? Odd, that... shouldn't be possible, I think... Not like this.

Is it unique to you, or was it taken from something else?

[heartstringless]

A lot of puppets run on something called Ergo, which is just the refined energy of souls. But mine... my heart is special. It was custom-made by my father. To make my experiences more human in general.

[impacter]

[The energy...?]

Here I'd have to wonder how they obtain that kind of power out of a soul...

[He rests his chin against his hand, cocking his head.]

You do seem to fit the storybook, don't you? Though... I might have to see if your face changes shapes if you tell a lie.