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2014-10-05, 12:23 AM (ISO 8601)
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2014-10-05, 12:26 AM (ISO 8601)
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"Are we living a life that is safe from harm? Of course not, we never are. But that's not the right question. The question is: are we living a life that is worth the harm?"
~Welcome to Night Vale
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2014-10-05, 12:29 AM (ISO 8601)
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[Learners' Lair]
I would think so. Though it's not exactly a plot. Just RP. But that could be good.
After the movie, Catherine heads back up to her room after waving and giving Miria a smile. Miria probably noticed throughout the movie that Catherine didn't eat any of the popcorn.Last edited by Mee; 2014-10-05 at 12:30 AM.
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2014-10-05, 07:36 PM (ISO 8601)
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Learner's Lair
Miria pops her head into Catherine's room.
Hey Catherine, wanna go to a restaurant? My treat!
She inquires. Miria's wearing a dark blue skirt and golden yellow sweater today."Are we living a life that is safe from harm? Of course not, we never are. But that's not the right question. The question is: are we living a life that is worth the harm?"
~Welcome to Night Vale
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2014-10-05, 07:38 PM (ISO 8601)
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2014-10-05, 07:44 PM (ISO 8601)
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"Are we living a life that is safe from harm? Of course not, we never are. But that's not the right question. The question is: are we living a life that is worth the harm?"
~Welcome to Night Vale
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2014-10-05, 07:47 PM (ISO 8601)
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2014-10-05, 07:52 PM (ISO 8601)
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"Are we living a life that is safe from harm? Of course not, we never are. But that's not the right question. The question is: are we living a life that is worth the harm?"
~Welcome to Night Vale
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2014-10-05, 07:53 PM (ISO 8601)
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2014-10-05, 08:02 PM (ISO 8601)
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"Are we living a life that is safe from harm? Of course not, we never are. But that's not the right question. The question is: are we living a life that is worth the harm?"
~Welcome to Night Vale
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2014-10-05, 08:09 PM (ISO 8601)
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2014-10-05, 09:04 PM (ISO 8601)
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"Are we living a life that is safe from harm? Of course not, we never are. But that's not the right question. The question is: are we living a life that is worth the harm?"
~Welcome to Night Vale
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2014-10-05, 09:17 PM (ISO 8601)
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[Learners' Lair]
Catherine nods, and shuts her door after Miria leaves.
A few minutes later, she comes downstairs! She's dressed rather nicely, but not formally at all. A well fitted shirt with the tiniest hint of a neckline, and a clean pair of jeans!
"Shall we?" She asks with a grin at Miria.Spoiler: Quotes
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2014-10-06, 11:07 AM (ISO 8601)
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Summit Springs
As the link connects, from the outset there was a deep mental reverberation coming from Misha's end. Not a sound or an impression of sound, but an absolute transmission of the movements of all things coming from within the mind simultaneously. A constant, low hum of energy being seamlessly replicated from one place in the brain to the other. Though there was no constrained energy to be revealed such as Riss' fiery explosion of overwhelming thought, the breadth and depth of the space hinted at by the lossless transfer of movement from one end of the expanse to the next would be staggering for any normal brain.
At the very center, the concentrated front held linked to Riss' brain, a bright glow is held in place by compression and will. Parts of the mass drawn forth from the very edges of its memory to form a cohesive being and communicate with the world. A life, born of faith and fear and mutated into something more by time and legend.
When the floodgates open and Riss' fiery mind is laid bare, it's met with an unending, bubbling hiss that roils tumultuously all around it. The mental equivalent of steam as the pressure and heat from Riss' thoughts penetrates that viewing barrier and fires off countless trains of introspection and comparatively slow, logical processing. Riss can see every consideration make its wave through the wide, unfathomable mind as a bubble is formed and collapses under the pressure of scrutiny, the vibrations bouncing off other experiences and thoughts and coming back to their source with more data from all other angles. She can see the flaws in the process the ripples that the waves cause bouncing off each other to muddy the information she receives from her own experiences.
The information Misha does get back is veiled further by an alien code that it's comprised of that Misha's forebrain doesn't fully understand. A language, ancient and almost entirely forgotten that's delivered by slight variances in the waves returning to her. She gets impressions of the returned thoughts, piecing them together like a jigsaw puzzle fitted by feel in a dark room, and uses those to construct further narrative within her immediate mind.
As the steam boils, though, it begins to lose energy as the process goes over the conclusions it can draw of what it has immediately seen and what it has available to compare it to. With the veil of steam boiled away, Riss can comprehend more clearly what Misha's immediate thoughts and memories are. The multitude of invisible, fractional scars that the boiling rush of initial contact has made on Misha's being hover about them, noticeable only by the pressure exerted on them to capture them in the field of her mind. Swiftly they swirl inwards towards the glowing form that represents her consciousness and join with it, swelling it with new knowledge and memories to grow even larger. It's still dwarfed by the mass of knowledge and lightspeed thought on the other side of the barrier, but it has grown for the contact.
I am alright. But before I am ready, you must see what I see in you. Here. Whether Riss visualizes it as being pulled within that softly glowing core or a small part of it being pushed forward against the glass, the small glade where a fraction of a muse's thought processes have intersected with a nereid's is shown. The mental projection covers the area on Misha's side, causing slight agitation to the endless seas of her mind as further connections are made between the new information and the old. The funnel, guiding dew down the threads of a web of more connections is focused on, and its purpose displayed as clearly as Misha can comprehend it. It is a surprising opportunity to see things within yourself you couldn't say certainly were there.Last edited by Slii Arhem; 2014-10-06 at 11:07 AM.
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2014-10-06, 02:30 PM (ISO 8601)
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[Summit Springs]
For just the slightest moment, the fires guttered. It was almost unnoticeable but it left signs of it's passing in ways much more evident than it's occurrence. Primarily it was born of confusion although mild dismay flickered through the many burning tongues as Riss tried to process just what Misha was implying. It was a strange ambivalence where part of her reguarded what she saw as mundane and wondering why it was being mentioned at all crossed with bewilderment that this wasn't normal for everyone while the other part was fully realizing that this was something that was so familiar that she didn't even notice it was there save for now where it was suddenly cast into focus. In a strange way, to her it felt comparable to the realization a brain had when it was thinking about it's own existence and there were the beginnings of further introspection before stopping and making a note to do that later. It was a distraction, yes, but one she definitely wanted to pursue as soon as she could.
Regaining her poise, at least for the most part, the muse agreed quite heartily to Misha's sentiment; not bothering to put it to words as even just that was enough and plain for either of them to see. Pressing up closer to the veil between them, Riss reached out until she could go no further almost as if she were placing her hand on a pane of glass. It was a simple act to where she might observe better but unhidden was the desire to simply be as close as she could to this beloved other entity that entranced and fascinated her as she looked on. Perhaps I could do you the same courtesy. she granted in reply as the burning chaos took on some semblance of focus to imitate the ripples and waves crashing into each other in the ways she had seen; the whirlpools seeming to be almost like a magmatic flow although the difficulty in maintaining the facade appeared to stand in well enough for the strange code that Misha tried to interpret and assemble. What followed quickly were what could only be considered 'annotations' as a series of ideas followed with minor alterations to the motions so that more clear 'echoes' could be returned.... Although some were clearly more invasive than others and all were strictly noted as just brainstorming.
Still, her display over, her mind ceased trying to replicate what she saw and returned to being the forge of thought although there was something new there, a glowing ember from the attempt at imitation.. ..I think, even now, you leave me with more questions than answers. was the playful sentiment she gave although with clear undercurrents of being ready for when Misha felt the same.
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2014-10-06, 02:42 PM (ISO 8601)
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[The Shadow Wood Tree]
A spooky tree in the midst of a spooky park.
Sunder's gloomlings have been preying on a steady diet of shadows in the park as well as other undead creatures by traveling through the roots and into the Gloom. Their numbers are swelling at a phenomenal rate as they fortify the area of the Gloom which Sunder's tree-house leads too. Without a doubt, the powers of undeath are taking careful note of the actions of this strange new nightmaære and her uncanny spawn.
So while her little ponies laugh and work and play and build domain for her in the realm of the undead, Sunder sits on her bed in her own personal chambers pouring over...
Books.
She's reading books.
Big, boring, dry, uninteresting books on governing, laws, taxes, justice, and other such things.
It is incredibly dull.
But she has to do it for her little ponies. They need somepony to lead them. And that somepony is her.
Though she would really like it if it were somepony else.
"Ugh!" the nightmaære groans, casting a tome on zoning laws away as she flops over backwards. "I need to find somepony who knows how to do this ****."
Maybe she could find and eat one of those DART lawyers...Warning! Random Encounter™ detected!
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2014-10-06, 02:59 PM (ISO 8601)
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The Shadow Wood Tree
There will be an odd sound behind her, followed by a slight twang of a stringed instrument. A banjo, to be precise. If she looks, she'll see a woman in a large, red fuzzy jacket and a fur hat. She has a banjo, which she strums sporadically. She's a troll, like Punch, with the black hair, grey skin, and yellow eyes. Unlike Punch, she actually is heavy-set, with large spiral horns reminiscent of nautilus shells. And her eyes have the 100-yard stare that peer past Sunder.
The strumming isn't musical, more just... random.
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2014-10-06, 03:16 PM (ISO 8601)
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[The Shadow Wood Tree]
Oh, neat.
Now there's a troll playing the banjo in Sunder's room.
This is an even better excuse to stop reading than just being irritated with the books.
"So... uuh..." Sunder begins eloquently, taken somewhat off guard. "What are you doing in my room?"
That's a pretty reasonable question to ask.Warning! Random Encounter™ detected!
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2014-10-06, 03:27 PM (ISO 8601)
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The Shadow Wood Tree
"...thank you." She says, focusing on Sunder. "For... being there for Punch. You don't know how much it means to her. So lonely."Last edited by Lost_Deep; 2014-10-06 at 03:27 PM.
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2014-10-06, 03:55 PM (ISO 8601)
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[The Shadow Wood Tree]
"That didn't really answer my question," Sunder points out. "But... don't mention it, I guess? Punch is my friend. Friends need to be there for each other."
That goes without saying, really.
Sunder considers Punch to be a true, true friend. And a true, true friend helps a friend in need.Warning! Random Encounter™ detected!
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2014-10-06, 05:35 PM (ISO 8601)
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Miria smiles.
We shall!
And so, off to Inside!
http://www.giantitp.com/forums/shows...&postcount=334Last edited by Arkhosia; 2014-10-06 at 06:08 PM.
"Are we living a life that is safe from harm? Of course not, we never are. But that's not the right question. The question is: are we living a life that is worth the harm?"
~Welcome to Night Vale
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2014-10-06, 09:31 PM (ISO 8601)
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The Troll nods. "She was very lonely, and shy. Lower bloods didn't like her because she was high-blooded. High-bloods didn't like her because she didn't like being high-blooded. To everyone she was some kind of outcast."
"And I gave her a chance, and she's the best morail anyone could have."
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2014-10-06, 10:53 PM (ISO 8601)
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[The Shadow Wood Tree]
Wait.
Waaaait.
Sunder remembers this. Punch's species has a hierarchy based on the color of their blood.
Which is weird.
But there are lots of weird things in the Cosmos, and as such lots of weird things in the Nexus.
So why not?
Though that word the Nexus just refused to translate... "Morail? I'm afraid I don't understand."
[HAFH]
Yes.
YES!
Time to prove his worth!
Reynardine sheds his glamor, taking on his true form. A big wolf-sized blue fox! With mossy bark on his back! And way too many tails!
And you know what he does? He starts digging! Foxes are pretty good at digging.Last edited by Rebonack; 2014-10-06 at 11:50 PM.
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2014-10-07, 09:16 AM (ISO 8601)
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The Shadow Wood Tree
The troll strums a little more. "When two are different, often extremely so, and forge friendship as a balance. Each one acts a counter to the other's extremes. Each one keeps the other from doing something dangerous. I gave her tenderness so did not push the world away lethally. She gave me confidence so I would not let the world push me until I snap." One of the strings on the banjo breaks.
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2014-10-07, 05:36 PM (ISO 8601)
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[The Shadow Wood Tree]
"Oh, I see..." the nightmære murmurs. It had been Punch who gave her hope when she was simply going to allow herself fall to mindless undeath. And now? Now Sunder suspects she has a far more auspicious destiny than she ever dared to imagine. "If you're Punch's friend, I'm sure she would be pleased to see you again. I do what I can to keep her company, but my responsibilities to my little ponies have been growing by the hour and my free time has waned all the while."
Punch having another friend would be a good thing, right?
Sunder winces when the banjo string breaks.
"How did you find your way to my home? And what is your name? I feel I'm at a disadvantage."Warning! Random Encounter™ detected!
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2014-10-07, 05:53 PM (ISO 8601)
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The Shadow Wood Tree
The Troll's eyes zone out and she starts muttering 'minute' and 'hour' over and over again, with other measurements of time thrown in occasionally.
This is not a sane troll.
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2014-10-07, 06:24 PM (ISO 8601)
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[The Shadow Wood Tree]
Well.
That isn't creepy at all.
Sunder gives the troll a rather uneasy look. "Are you well? If you like, I could have one of my little ponies accompany you to Inari's Temple. The healers there could see to you."
Healers are nice!
They're pretty good at healing things.
Maybe even good at healing minds?
Maybe?
Sunder really isn't sure.Warning! Random Encounter™ detected!
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2014-10-07, 07:22 PM (ISO 8601)
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The Shadow Wood Tree
"A doomed session will never reach fruition-A seer of time's ability is to see the flow of-in any timeline-time and use it to determine the outcome of certain situations."
She's shaking a little.
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2014-10-07, 08:52 PM (ISO 8601)
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[Garden Away From Home]
Harvey is... somewhat taken aback by Rey's transformation. Yes, he understood that Grant's friend was something different. What gets to him is that he's all of a sudden regarding the fae as a loyal pet rather than a helpful guest.
Also, now he has an extra shovel. Said item is tossed aside, and Harvey begins slicing squares of turf out of the ground.
'Careful not to dig too deep,' he tells Rey. 'We just need to take the grass layer off.'Active Nexus Characters: Urias Starsailor
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2014-10-07, 09:08 PM (ISO 8601)
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Garden Away From Home
Grant looks over at his dad and makes a motion that's probably supposed to be a shrug.
"Just tell me when you need me. Looks good so far." he comments.Spako Highclaws by Ceika.
[Sorry Boss, but as always, I get the last word.]