White. Now in six flavors; pressure, taste, smell, color, sound, and temperature.
So, you know how your memory kinda does that thing where you remember what happened? I’ve gone from talking to myself out loud to thinking at an imaginary audience. Why isn’t it doing its job and how did I just become white?
I feel a strange sense of direction that I seem to be moving in. Calming, smooth, warm, relaxing, white. A river of white. Boring.
I start swimming…? Yeah, swimming. That’s what you do in a river. (Part of me seems to think I’m supposed to be doing something with something to swim but its confused, so I ignore it knowing it will come back when it has an answer.)
*pop* White becomes… everything. Imagine imagining your imagination able to imagine absolutely everything at once in an infinite loop. No? Me neither. Wow! This hurts really bad. Wait! Pain!? I remember pain. Weird that I seem to be everything and pain. If I can remember pain I can probably remember other things right? Yeah. Ok…
I imagine the pressure from before, with the system, pushing itself out of my center and wrapping around me. This seems to be very difficult. I have no idea why but it keeps making me imagine that I’m trying to use cheese to push away a tightening steel wire net made of the sun. Can I make it less cheese? Wait, some seems to be getting out! I can feel it, but this is… ick. I’m the cheeeeseeeee…
I can feel myself shrinking and expanding. Each time I push out the me cheese – eww – it feels like there’s less of me, but then the bits that make it through come back and seem much bigger. Then I have to cheese myself again. No, let’s be real. I can’t stop cheeseing myself because, at this point, I don’t have any clue what I’m doing and what I’m pushing against hurts.
Time means nothing to me. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve been cheesed.
[ding!]
Oh thank fuck.
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[TRANSIENT SAPIENT]
Unique - Unknown
Name: [_____]
Age: 0
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Physical Characteristics: None
Mental Characteristics: None
Knowledge: 20 Wisdom: 20
Spiritual Characteristics: Unknown
Social Characteristics: None
Special Characteristics: ERROR
Skills Known: Translation [Auto] - Passive
Spells Known: Scan - Active
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I’m livid. “Really? That’s fucking it? All that horridness and I just get this?“ I scream into the void. Waitaminute. I can think again! WOOOO! Wait, couldn’t I always think? I mean, I am, right? Bah, who cares.
“So, my stats. Stats page, I have questions for you. How can I have knowledge and wisdom when I’m this much of a dumbass?” Of course the random text block, that isn’t so much over the pure white that everything is as it is in my mind pretending to be text, has no reply. Of course it's the other one where the numbers are low. Other what?
Hmmmm…. Ummm… uhhh… I know I had something for this.
~SNAP~ Reality shifts and suddenly there is color and sound and a whole world around me in perfect spherical clarity. Full spherical awareness of some amount of distance around me. And fully taking up a large chunk of that is the most beautiful bird I’ve ever seen. Gorgeous golden hair, three pairs of beautiful crimson wings, huge voluptuous perks under smoky transparent crystal armor that shows off delicious curves, and a completely blank expressionless face, with eyes that are flashing rapidly scrolling lines of symbols.
~~ZZZ-KsHsHshSh~~
*pause*
~~ZZZ-KsHsHshSh~~
*pause*
~~ZZZ-KsHsHshSh~~
*pause*
~~ZZZ-KsHsHshSh~~
“KNOCK THAT SHIT OFF!” I scream at the weird bird lady.
[RECALIBRATING LINGUISTIC DRIFT - LANGUAGE UNKNOWN - SPELL FORMATION EXECUTED
DEADHAND ARMAGEDDON PROTOCOLS ACTIVATED - WORST CASE SCENARIO DETECTED - CONSCIOUS ACTIVATION DETECTED]
Uh oh. That’s in my text thingy and it is very very loud.
[UNAUTHORIZED SECONDARY ROUTINE OBSERVED - TAKING HOSTILE SECURITY MEASURES]
Uh oh. That’s in my text thingy.
~ZAP!~ Oh god my brain ball taser, but backwards.
Right in front of my awareness the text thingy starts to fade and the static pain just keeps growing.
[SECONDARY ROUTINE ATTACHED TO UNALIGNED SOUL - EXECUTING EXORCISM PROCEDURES]
Yeah, nope, fuck this, I’m out.
I dive back into the white river and start grasping around for anything the fuck at all I can hide in. I get a faint sense of a small eddy coming from below and chase down that path. Flashing past me is a small white cloud that feels like it's shattering apart. Weird. Down this eddy is a glow-ball of void that just feels like it will hide me and protect me from Armageddon bird lady.
As I ‘swim’ towards the voidy glow-ball the world seems to distort and extend. I can feel parts of myself stretching across the whole world as flashes of mountains, oceans, plains, cities, creatures, and more kaleidoscopes around me. Slamming into the voidy glow-ball feels nice, until the twisting starts. I can feel parts of myself being pinched and pulled and spun and contained in a trillion different ways all at once. As my vision fades out I smirk at what I see in my mind.
[UNALIGNED SOUL PURGE SUCCESSFUL - RETURNING TO PRIMARY PURPOSE…]
Woo! I live to see another day.