Board Thread:Off-topic/@comment-25772387-20150809133355/@comment-26449336-20150830013442

'Architect: Drops Sard. Better?'

Sard: I want you out of my head even more now.

Architect: Won't happen.

'''Sard: I know. So I'M leaving. ''Sard starts to walk towards a door with a sign that reads "OUT". Below the sign you can see a warning notice. "WARNING: Upon passing through this door, if one is within their own mind, they will permanently leave their mind, being forced to dwell within the minds of others. They will also lose all control of their own selves, and be forced to manipulate others instead. This door should be used only as a last reserve."'

'''Architect: YOU'RE not going anywhere, you hypocrite! The door skyrockets into the air beore Sard can reach it. You just ranted on with me about how White was going to hurt Aqua by sacrificing herself. ''Grabs Sard by the collar and picks her up. ''Thank goodness I'm fairly good at improvising. ''Tosses Sard in the air and puts her in a bubble. ''Problem solved! ''She clears her throat and says her next words with the voice of a television advertiser. ''With an unpoppable bubble, you're friend can't walk out of her own head, yet still can control her actions in both the outside world, and her mind! They only thing they can't control is... THE BUBBLE'S PROPETIES! ''She quickly says the following line. ''Warning: Not sold anywhere, anytime becuse economies and currency hold no meaning in one's mind. ''She goes back to the advertiser voice. ''It's an invention that's not from the past, or the future, but the right now! ''She talks normally once more. So, SHORTY, how ya like it?'

'''Sard: It's awful! It is depriving me of the right to cease to be!'''

'''Architect: If you actually read the warning notice, you'll still exist, you'll just be kicked out of your head forever. And, if you REALLY read the warning notice, you'd see the fine print on it that states that your gem may be blasted into pieces from the built up tensions, memories, stress, knowledge, and emotions leaving your gem at such extreme rates. Now really, go away other ones. I have a lecture prepared for Shorty, it's called "Not Being Hypocritical, 101".'''

'''Argon: 'Kay then, Architect! ''She looks at Architect with pleading eyes. ''When I leave, can you make me look awesome as I leave? I'll help!'''

Architect: I'll do much more than that.

'''Argon: Yes! ''She claps her hands together like she's praying and she makes vibrant colors whirl around her. She slowly closes her eyes as the colors extend their reach until they go from head to toe. '

'Architect: She moves her hand in a theatrical, sweeping motion, and the now familiar quintet of bells chime a slow, twinkling tune which describes clear starry skies on gentle rolling hills. A gust of wind seems to pull towards Argon, and the very wind plays with her hair, bringing it upwards. Argon lifts off the ground then slowly turns to stars from the feet up.'

Argon: Leaves Sard's mind.