[closed] california's a garden of eden

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Who ⬤ Kamui & friends
What ⬤ Kamui has a fun time at the festival-- until, of course, the festival stops being fun.
When ⬤ During and after the Night Parade
Where ⬤ Around the city
Content Warnings ⬤ slapstick dildo violence, the backdrop of the bathhouse orgy but no actual sex, actual violence later

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It's a little like that, yes. I wouldn't have imagined it was possible either... at least, not until it was really happening to me.

[If Kamui cares about the science fiction, he certainly doesn't show it. Right now, it's helpful to have the point of comparison over anything else. Sometimes, it's still utterly unbelievable to him-- that same standoff, the same guns in his face over and over-- if not for how vividly he remembers the feeling of each death and the weightless feeling in his body of returning, he too might think he'd gone insane.]

No. There are others. We're called Observers: those who exist outside the boundaries of normal reality. I know of only two others who can jump through time like I can, and one who... might be capable of far more.

[There's a nervous chatter in the crowd as one firework bursts in the sky, cracking loud and clear like a gunshot. A little too loud; maybe they'd set off two by mistake. Kamui frowns, using the break in the conversation to mull over what else he can explain-- but how does one explain Kosuke Kurumizawa, a being who's transcended his physical body and the rules of time and space completely?]

I wish I could describe this all more clearly. But even I'm still trying to wrap my head around it all. Kim, you--

[BANG.]