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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 12, 2006 21:26:17 GMT -5
"Please, prostrate yourself on the table in the center of this room."
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Post by halfhero on Feb 12, 2006 21:32:01 GMT -5
comply like a madman, but keeep an eye out for anything unusual, spirtually unusual
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 12, 2006 21:44:21 GMT -5
That's like saying "Keep an eye out for light, possibly shadow too." You're surrounded by a whole previous universe: everything is so bizarre that you can't gauge what is more or less bizarre.
Daedrous "lies down". The table is slowly pushed up by something. Caduceus floats upwards with Daedrous, pulling tools from the wall in this seamless process. He cores Daedrous, looking inside and saying, "...What are you?... How fascinating, you are a new life form..." Muttering to himself, noticing your bio-comp and so on, he takes notes and documentation, pulls out a small crystalline object, 'traps' a bit of the essence, continues to analyze, says, "So beautiful and yet so inefficient..." All this time, an orb similar to the guidance orb Daedrous received sprays light. It is truly impressive, especially considering how alien the physics and lights are. He continues to take notes, then smiles and says, "I estimate this has a 10% chance of killing you, a 40% chance of doing nothing, a 20% chance of leading to marginal improvements and a 30% chance of, well, who knows?! Chances, too! How strange! Probability was thought to be a marginal science... Thank god Tyrant taught it to me... Dice and multi-sided geometric shapes and all that..." For the next tertiary time unit after that, Daedrous remembers nothing but exploding shapes.
Then he is at the top of the tower. His body seems strangely alien to him, incredibly stable somehow. Caduceus is glowing with something Tyrant now knows is glee. "Marvelous!"
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Post by halfhero on Feb 14, 2006 20:21:33 GMT -5
"Hey, I can move easier in this place! That IS marvelous! Now, what the hell did you do to me?"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 14, 2006 20:26:51 GMT -5
"I can't quite explain either, you might have to wait for the abstracts, hahaha. Hey, want some sprucing up? I have a nice scent."
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Post by halfhero on Feb 16, 2006 0:34:08 GMT -5
"Sure, do whatever you want ya kooky genius."
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 16, 2006 1:03:00 GMT -5
The Hell side says, "You FUCKING fool! Keep questioning! I'm feeling what happened to us, and it is something drastic!"
Caduceus takes out a long coiling tapering device connected to an odd containment with curling swishes around it. "This is Forgestone's work." He squeezes the whole apparatus, which lays a fine mist over Daedrous that falls sideways and downwards onto Daedrous. It smells, well, indescribable.
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Post by halfhero on Feb 16, 2006 18:50:38 GMT -5
"Tell me exactly what you have just done to my body, I shouldn't feel like a stranger in it."
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 16, 2006 19:22:22 GMT -5
"Well, you shouldn't have to. Its your body improved. And your identity isn't your body, hehehe. But here's my notes on the process. Simply put, something artificial was regulating your body's essence. But there was also something natural as well. So I combined them and made your whole body a self-regulating organ." He hands you a "clipboard"-like thing with notes on sheets that look like a combination between papyrus and brass.
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Post by halfhero on Feb 17, 2006 16:37:38 GMT -5
what the hell was the artificial part? wait its the harness right? so my body is making the juicers stuff on its own?
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 17, 2006 17:06:30 GMT -5
Yes, it's the bio-comp. You believe that now the bio-comp and the Juicer chemicals are fully combined with your body, making you a bio-mechanical creature of inerrant complexity; in addition, every one of your organs has been optimized to make your Ti Hsien Internal Alchemy and your internal elixirs incomprehensibly good, and your body is now a natural fount of chemicals, one giant self-regulating united organ. The effects are even more far-reaching, but Daedrous can barely understand any of it.
"Do so come back, my little specimen of the lotus... I am intrigued to hear more of your deluded witticism and see more of your incredible body of warfare."
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Post by halfhero on Feb 19, 2006 21:49:05 GMT -5
"You are already dead and you dont even know it old kook, but good job on still being able to affect reality. Now please point me in Tyrant's direction."
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 19, 2006 22:25:19 GMT -5
"Ah, so rich. Well, I rarely provide directions, but why not." New data is uploaded to Daedrous' direction sphere. The doors of the top floor open. Caduceus turns to his work, furiously diagramming.
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Post by halfhero on Feb 25, 2006 1:56:34 GMT -5
Ok, i start heading towards the new beam of ligght.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 25, 2006 2:03:17 GMT -5
The metallic-like doors open up again. The light points to a distant location, the orbit of the orb indicating a long distance. Daedrous does not know how he wll be able to get that far in any reasonable period of time given his limits in this memory.
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Post by halfhero on Feb 25, 2006 5:15:22 GMT -5
shard, well lets try and find the guards then WOOT
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 25, 2006 5:58:28 GMT -5
...Again: Guards are almost extraneous. There's really only something like a bailiff system for the building Caduceus mentioned, the one that is very far for Daedrous to get to.
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Post by halfhero on Mar 8, 2006 2:07:56 GMT -5
So begin on the long journey then
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Mar 8, 2006 2:21:34 GMT -5
Daedrous slowly floats above the landscape. Suddenly, a shape of a geometric crane passes by at incredible speeds. It slows down and says, "My, aren't you moving slowly."
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Post by halfhero on Mar 8, 2006 19:09:27 GMT -5
"Gimme a break ok, I havent always been here as long as you have always been here."
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Mar 8, 2006 19:24:13 GMT -5
The thing makes a tittering sound that Daedrous reads as laughing. "Touché, young one, touché. What parts do you hail from?"
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Post by halfhero on Mar 8, 2006 19:27:22 GMT -5
"I have been getting that question alot lately, and it really is not that simple, but rest assured I came from somewhere quite universally 'else'. " Extend a hand.. "Deadrous, purest of spirit. You?"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Mar 8, 2006 20:33:19 GMT -5
"Ah. The rumors about you are true: You are mad. I am Boreas. Glad to see a new face, Daedrous, it is something we do not often experience. Would it be an intrusion to ask your business?"
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Post by halfhero on Mar 9, 2006 1:24:54 GMT -5
"I came seeking information on two people of this universe."
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Mar 9, 2006 1:34:39 GMT -5
"...'This' universe? Oh, yes, your delusion. Where might these individuals be?"
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Post by halfhero on Mar 9, 2006 5:12:55 GMT -5
Their names are Paternos and Tyrant, I am confident you know of one if not both of them."
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Mar 9, 2006 5:25:59 GMT -5
"Tyrant! That sanctimonious, self-righteous, overly ambitious young... Yes, I know of Paternos' boy." At this point, an image appears behind you and "time" appears to slow down. "I am... Tyrant's..."
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Post by halfhero on Mar 9, 2006 18:52:58 GMT -5
WHAUHUHHUHUH? Desperately try to hold onto the vision, assuming that is what is happening.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Mar 9, 2006 20:29:10 GMT -5
It's as if the memories here are acquiring a more coherent knowledge. It is not Daedrous' lucidity that has increased, but Paternos'.
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Post by halfhero on Mar 11, 2006 17:23:33 GMT -5
Jesus, look down at my chest, if possible and see whats going on.
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