1. This is a good/proper cake (moral)
2. this is an edible cake (function, purpose)
But the entei in question is illusory;
that is to say, it was not born as other enteis were, and it was based on the human conception (novel form) of an entei.
(which may or may not be an accurate one.)
for the purposes of the audience, for whom this encounter with an entei is the first, there is very little to compare it against.
It does not die as a nonillusory entei would die;
the fact that it is allowed to die at all, on screen, in front of the viewers and in front of Molly, is because it is illusory.
For all pokemon purposes, he is an entei. That is to say, he looks like one and fights like one
he dies (succumbing to/exposing his illusory nature) because he disrupts/destroys/exhausts his purpose (to serve Molly)
..So maybe exhausts more than disrupts.
There's that thing D said--the means for unraveling in every thread; uninstall file in the program.
I suppose moral assessment is inextricable from function.
But what if it is not, or becomes not, or does not have to be as much? If it is lifted, just as it is now maybe, but with a little more
and more than can we, I mean "can we yet." Are we there yet mam?mam are we? are we there yet?
Because I don't know what it looks like, I can't know if we are. It is either a little, or much more than we think.
Although the dissolvability of the illusory is very intriguing and very interesting, if this becomes its sole function, its "real"ness, then
I worry that the entire idea, interest and all, become in danger of dissolving.
To say video games are played because they allow suspended/dissolvable experiences, or to say they are negligable/bad because of this
a low and oversimplified shot.
That I have known people who are on the outside, to varying degrees, to make.
To everyone outside of the Unown reality, Entei is an illusion.
To Molly, who lives and breathes it, who dreamed it, Entei is not only quite real, but her father. She usurps Ash's mother for her own.
She uses illusory (Unown created) pokemon and considers them real, despite dissuasion.
The concept of realness is nothing to Molly compared to the desire for presence; for Molly, presence (in its varying forms) is realness.
Freed from time in a sense--her father comes back to her through a creature in a story he told her.
That she remembered--then she missed him, wanted him to return, and that is how he (in her mind) returned (actualized).
But it *is* a return--I must keep reminding myself that it is not a one way road from external to internal or vice versa.
ARE WE THERE YET? ARE WE THERE YET? And what does it mean if we are?
If nobody got kidnapped and Entei didn't throw a bitch fit, could Molly have grown up in an Unown world? Her own, really?
How would she mediate between a bubble of instantaneous apparitions, and then the world beyond it? Would she choose one or the other?
I imagine Zona Rosa, or Masahiko--because I have come to be fond of them.
Must also remember: does not necessarily mean one thing, or anything. Just many. What happens next? What is possible now?
But next time, consider the divided, androgynously voiced Dormin.