"Conceptually, though," Ava crawls the rest of the way out of the floor, legs folded beneath her. "Until you make it functional within the real worlds, sounds more like an illusion to me." See, attempting magical terminology. "But. I like theories. And from what I've heard of so many of these worlds, they could do with a little breaking."
It's certainly not a primary objective, but turning things upside-down for other realities' god-types does sound like a wonderful bonus. Yours alone... That Thanos character always struck me as someone who would have a very funny facial expression when his planned future crumbled around him.
[a sort of wistfulness that belies the level of the objective...]
"Certainly a way to prove you're better than they are."
The name means nothing to her, and she has no face to imagine such an expression upon. She'll take his word for it. "Is that who turned half the world to dust?" She's only heard pieces of that from Marc and Steven.
"See? Exactly. You know." If Stark ever shows up, she will take it so very personally. Probably drag his corpse to this spot and demand an explanation.
Though she's not entirely convinced on his solution. Depends on the rules of the game, she supposes. "If half the world disappeared, I rather it be the ones that made it so miserable in the first place."
That's not how it works. For every awful person you lose, you lose a good one... More, really. There's more good people than awful, at the end of the day. Statistically.
"Hm." Not in her experience, but she knows that's a bit skewed. Still, she would have guessed it closer to 50/50. The fact that the Captain has a far more positive estimation of people is maybe unsettling.
"Statistically they're all going to die anyway," Ava points out, smooshing one of the cranes into the floor with a crumple.
"But it sounds like a flawed premise. Do you care about any of that? Good and evil."
Not particularly, beyond it being one of the many variables one considers. A rather unpredictable factor, really. The more subjective ones always are, and you can't get much more subjective than that.
"Mn, no, but that's what religions and their followers all seem so worked up about. And since you are an aspiring god... I suppose I was curious if you had any aspirations other than the status. A grand design? Something to believe in. Worship, rituals, miracles, a dental plan, divine punishment. Other than sacrifice."
[frowns, cocks head] I already have most of those through magic, and the others aren't interesting to me. Divine punishment in particular. Always very boring.
"It's an unfortunate realization, that you've given your entire life away for a lie. Not one I'm interested in repeating. So, yes. I can respect that over the frivolity of shrines and eating crackers with cannibalistic symbolism." She pauses. "Actually, that sounds like the only fun part." She's hitting up the buffet after this.
The faintest smile. "Don't worry, I wouldn't accuse you of kindness. All the same, I would prefer to stay in your realities. I won't even complain about the trees."
[WITH SUDDEN BARELY RESTRAINED IRRITATION] Who even cares that much abut trees? Who looks at a majestic oak and demands intimate knowledge of its root system? It's completely insane.
Having grown up quite irritated with the scientists poking around far too much at her metaphorical root system, Ava feels rather confident in her authority to give this answer. "Nerds."
And then a quick pivot, since the trees remind her. "Was there meant to be more to the camp? With the colors and the-" well, no point describing the details of what he designed. "It just felt as if something was meant to happen but nobody got the script."
"Oh." She doesn't bother to state the obvious fact she's never been to one to know. But maybe he hasn't either, and that's why the clipboards were blank.
"Well it was fun, and I like my little boat..." she plucks one of the cranes off the floor and starts unfolding it, attempting to make a boat shape instead because it seems simple enough in theory. It becomes clear that cranes are all she's really figured out.
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[a sort of wistfulness that belies the level of the objective...]
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The name means nothing to her, and she has no face to imagine such an expression upon. She'll take his word for it. "Is that who turned half the world to dust?" She's only heard pieces of that from Marc and Steven.
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Because that alone makes it worth it for her. She hopes Pym enjoyed that funeral without her.
"How'd you have made it fun, then?"
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[a shrug] Make a game of it, of course. I can hardly even imagine how much fun a game with an entire planet would be...
[honestly this is like how 70% of comic supervillains get their start.]
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Though she's not entirely convinced on his solution. Depends on the rules of the game, she supposes. "If half the world disappeared, I rather it be the ones that made it so miserable in the first place."
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"Statistically they're all going to die anyway," Ava points out, smooshing one of the cranes into the floor with a crumple.
"But it sounds like a flawed premise. Do you care about any of that? Good and evil."
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[frowns, cocks head] I already have most of those through magic, and the others aren't interesting to me. Divine punishment in particular. Always very boring.
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She leans forward to squint at him. "But. I do get not wanting to be controlled."
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You would, wouldn't you.
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Don't.
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And then a quick pivot, since the trees remind her. "Was there meant to be more to the camp? With the colors and the-" well, no point describing the details of what he designed. "It just felt as if something was meant to happen but nobody got the script."
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"Well it was fun, and I like my little boat..." she plucks one of the cranes off the floor and starts unfolding it, attempting to make a boat shape instead because it seems simple enough in theory. It becomes clear that cranes are all she's really figured out.
"Do you watch? Did you have a favorite moment?"
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