Bloody-Heart: Uhm hi..
Bloody-Heart: I'm kinda weirded out right now
Bloody-Heart: Because I'm talking to a book right now
Bloody-Heart: And there are worlds appearing on it
Mr. Tabby Cat: i saw a book like that once, but it showed alternate timelines instead.
Mr. Tabby Cat: i don't think it will hurt you.
The last battle's curtains will open on stage!Bloody-Heart: Alternate timeline book?
Bloody-Heart: Neat!
Bloody-Heart: Talking book is kinda still freaking me out
Dream Worker: I know of a book like that in my world.
Dream Worker: I wouldn't call it 'cool', though.
Dream Worker: It indirectly made me lose all of my powers. It dropped me off of the high seat into being a lowly worker at the Dream Factory.
Dream Worker: ...
Dream Worker: I'd rather not talk about it right now.
Gave them our reactions, our explosions, all that was ours For graphs of passion and charts of stars...Mr_Cliche: The talking book wants you to go get Mr. Cliche cookies. Hurry before the talking book unleashes it's leather bound furry!
It comes. The corrupter comes. Don't let it touch the tower lest all reality crumble.Bloody-Hearts: ...
Bloody-Hearts: I'd rather not get anyone anything
Bloody-Hearts: Especially when a talking book tells me to get it
Bloody-Hearts: More especially, the voice coming from the talking book
Stiletto: Yeah, the whole random people in a book telling you to do things is generally not good.
Stiletto: One could argue it's screwed up several civilizations.
Nous restons ici.<Way-Marker has logged on>
Way-Marker: Dear Tina,
Way-Marker: My deepest apologies for not writing sooner, I hope this reaches you quickly. I am in good health and hope you are too. Serrenisma is amazing! There's so much going on. I promise to bring you back something.
Way-Marker: The classes at the Guild Academy have been very interesting, their content rather than the teacher. Master Grave is a bit... ponderous.
Way-Marker: Guess what! I found Bard Dorian again. He's even talked to be about the basics of barding. And that's why I'm writing actually [illegible scribblings trailing off]]
Way-Marker: Hello, paper. It seems you are possessed. Please don't steal my words. And my name is Marc not Way-Marker anyway.
You must agree, my plan is sheer elegance in its simplicity! My TumblrMr. Tabby Cat: the alternate timeline book was actually really scary.
Mr. Tabby Cat: it showed me all the ways i died in other lives.
Mr. Tabby Cat: allllll of them.
The last battle's curtains will open on stage!<Mr_Cliche has logged out>
<Mr_Cliche has logged in>
Mr_Cliche: Sorry I had to replace my hamster.
Mr_Cliche: Sometimes those books are right. Yeah, they always cause the end of the world.
It comes. The corrupter comes. Don't let it touch the tower lest all reality crumble.Way-Marker: Paper, what are you talking about? Is your name Mr Tabby Cat? Or Mr Cliche?
edited 16th Feb '12 4:09:40 PM by Luthen
You must agree, my plan is sheer elegance in its simplicity! My TumblrBloody-Hearts: Woah
Bloody-Hearts: It showed you how many way you've died?
Bloody-Hearts: Sounds...
Bloody-Hearts: Frightening
Bloody-Hearts: Then again, based on what I do
Bloody-Hearts: Frightening has no meaning to me
Dream Worker: You are not seeing the book's words, but ours.
Dream Worker: We are all separate people of different personalities, universes, and backstories.
Dream Worker: I suppose I could say...
Dream Worker: Welcome to the Character Chatroom.
Gave them our reactions, our explosions, all that was ours For graphs of passion and charts of stars...Mr_Cliche: Yeah, I hate dieing.
Mr_Cliche: I'm usually never the same person afterwards.
It comes. The corrupter comes. Don't let it touch the tower lest all reality crumble.Bloody-Hearts: A chatroom?
Bloody-Hearts: Can't seem to access it from my computer
Bloody-Hearts: Guess the book will do
Bloody-Hearts: Though I guess...
Bloody-Hearts: I'm still wondering how it works
A-D-enne: I created it so I could try to contact the peach and brown girls who tried to contact me through my mirror.
A-D-enne: They didn't leave any names, so I don't know any other way to try to contact them back...
Mr. Tabby Cat: the chalkboard told me to write a fake name, so i did.
Mr. Tabby Cat: i am not the same person as Mr. Cliche.
Mr. Tabby Cat: and uhm yeah i don't like watching myself die.
Mr. Tabby Cat: it's really awkward.
Mr. Tabby Cat: especially against the backdrop of your burning hometown.
The last battle's curtains will open on stage!Dream Worker: Watching yourself die...
Dream Worker: Doing that would tell me a lot of things. I wish I could do that.
Gave them our reactions, our explosions, all that was ours For graphs of passion and charts of stars...Way-Marker: Never seen myself die. Or had any meaningful dreams for that matter.
Way-Marker: That I can remember at least.
You must agree, my plan is sheer elegance in its simplicity! My TumblrMr_Cliche: I remember some of my deaths. There was the one were I burned like a phoenix and that burned.
Mr_Cliche: Then there was the time my body turned to dust. I cannot to this day find words to describe the pain. The best one was where I regenerated like the Doctor.
edited 16th Feb '12 5:42:58 PM by Philosopher
It comes. The corrupter comes. Don't let it touch the tower lest all reality crumble.Dream Worker: You have died multiple times?
Dream Worker: I'm not sure if that's good or bad.
Gave them our reactions, our explosions, all that was ours For graphs of passion and charts of stars...Sterling: Dying more than once goes against the idea of death entirely. You weren't dead in the first place if you think you came back to life. The crew's seen people come back from some pretty nasty stuff we thought killed them... Like when the king of the Floating Islands came back after fighting this thing Miria summoned when she went cuckoo. Granted, he's like, a suit of armor, but he was in the upper atmosphere for THREE WEEKS.
edited 16th Feb '12 5:50:20 PM by Timpani
Dream Worker: It could happen. Remember, different universes and all.
Dream Worker: I have been to one universe that seems to have most of the traits most universes have - humans, breathable air, dying only once... I was only there for a brief time, though, before being ripped away.
Gave them our reactions, our explosions, all that was ours For graphs of passion and charts of stars...Mr_Cliche: Well I survived kinda like that doctor did. I've met my incarnations (if that is the right term for them) after my latest life got hit with a beam and was split into all the old one plus it's self.
It comes. The corrupter comes. Don't let it touch the tower lest all reality crumble.
Stiletto: Greetings, etc.
Nous restons ici.