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->''What has happened here, what is going on all around us, is that the human piece of the ''noosphere'' - our thoughts and hopes and fears - all these things are being ''reified.'' The human conceptual mishmash is becoming physical, replacing what is [[FantasticNuke Gone Away]] with dreams and nightmares. Like [[HellIsWar the nightmare of war]] which rolled down on General Copsen's camp and then came here. And like the girl [[BeCarefulWhatYouWishFor who wished she was a horse]], and was immersed while sleeping in a storm of Stuff and wakened to find herself transformed, [[BodyHorror hopelessly muddled with horsey parts and unable to breathe]]. Buried by a grieving, mangled parent [[OurCentaursAreDifferent walking on four legs instead of two]].\\

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->''What has happened here, what is going on all around us, is that the human piece of the ''noosphere'' - -- our thoughts and hopes and fears - -- all these things are being ''reified.'' The human conceptual mishmash is becoming physical, replacing what is [[FantasticNuke Gone Away]] with dreams and nightmares. Like [[HellIsWar the nightmare of war]] which rolled down on General Copsen's camp and then came here. And like the girl [[BeCarefulWhatYouWishFor who wished she was a horse]], and was immersed while sleeping in a storm of Stuff and wakened to find herself transformed, [[BodyHorror hopelessly muddled with horsey parts and unable to breathe]]. Buried by a grieving, mangled parent [[OurCentaursAreDifferent walking on four legs instead of two]].\\
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->''"This party never stops. [[TimeCrash Time is dead]] and [[RealityIsOutToLunch meaning has no meaning]]! Existence is upside down and I reign supreme! Welcome, one and all, to '''Weirdmageddon'''!"''

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->''"This ->''"I can use a castle of some kind! (erects a giant floating pyramid) And how about some bubbles of pure madness! (Weirdness bubbles appear out of nowhere) This party never stops. [[TimeCrash Time is dead]] and [[RealityIsOutToLunch meaning has no meaning]]! Existence is upside down and I reign supreme! Welcome, one and all, to '''Weirdmageddon'''!"''
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-->--''TabletopGame/WerewolfTheApocalypse - Umbra: The Velvet Shadows''

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-->--''TabletopGame/WerewolfTheApocalypse - -- Umbra: The Velvet Shadows''



-->--'''Bill Cipher''', ''WesternAnimation/GravityFalls''

->What has happened here, what is going on all around us, is that the human piece of the ''noosphere'' - our thoughts and hopes and fears - all these things are being ''reified.'' The human conceptual mishmash is becoming physical, replacing what is [[FantasticNuke Gone Away]] with dreams and nightmares. Like [[HellIsWar the nightmare of war]] which rolled down on General Copsen's camp and then came here. And like the girl [[BeCarefulWhatYouWishFor who wished she was a horse]], and was immersed while sleeping in a storm of Stuff and wakened to find herself transformed, [[BodyHorror hopelessly muddled with horsey parts and unable to breathe]]. Buried by a grieving, mangled parent [[OurCentaursAreDifferent walking on four legs instead of two]].
->"A world of dreams, Prince of Men," Nq'ula says, by which he means of course not pleasant daydreams, but the grimy rag and bone subconscious of our race.
-->--''Literature/TheGoneAwayWorld''

->Interlude: another universe, another Earth... call it the [[IDontLikeTheSoundOfThatPlace Twisted World]]... a place where [[RealityIsOutToLunch reality has broken down into a sludge of burbling nightmare]]. Only one of its countless inhabitants is still sane.... and that one is [[MechanicalAbomination not human]].
-->--''Comicbook/CaptainBritain'', "[[Comicbook/CaptainBritainACrookedWorld Waiting For Judgement Day]]"

->Perhaps a quiet glen may make for an idea locale for a brief picnic, complete with [[SceneryPorn a panorama of]] {{unicorn}}s to amuse you during your afternoon tea. By the time you finish your watercress sandwiches, however, the road you followed there will have changed. The geography, flora and fauna will be unrecognizable. A wilderness may have burned down, turned to charcoal and respawned new plants and animals that never existed on Earth. If you saw unicorns when you arrived, by the time you're leaving, they'll have teeth for eating virgins, and they may have grown antenna, extra legs, or tentacles. The impossible not only happens here three times before breakfast, but a dozen times during such luncheons.
-->--''TabletopGame/MageTheAscension - Infinite Tapestry''

->Paris's air is full of reasons not to fly. There are worse things than [[BotanicalAbomination garden airplane traps]] like the one that took the Messerschmitt. The chimneys of Paris are buffeted by ecstatic avian storm clouds. Bones inflated like airships. Flocks of bat-winged businessmen and ladies in outdated coats shout endless monologues of special offers and clog planes' propellers with their own questionable meat. Thibault has watched [[AlienGeometries mono and bi and triplane geometries]], winged spheres and huge ghastly spindles, a long black-curtained window, all flying like animate dead over the tops of houses, pursuing an errant Heinkel Greif bomber to negate it with an unliving touch.
-->--''Literature/TheLastDaysOfNewParis''

->Much of the [[EldritchLocation Formless Wastes]] is random chaos, constantly churning and reforming depending upon [[ClapYourHandsIfYouBelieve the whims of morals]] and currents in the Warp. Here rivers of tar flow through petrified woodlands under crimson skies; great stairways lead into the heavens and [[AlienGeometries join themselves from below in an ever-lasting loop]]; castles made of bones and fortresses of ichor stand amidst of copses of limbs, and pillars of fluorescent fire burn on the horizon. Every lunatic vision and deranged fancy finds its home in the Formless Wastes.
-->--''TabletopGame/Warhammer40000: Codex - Chaos Daemons (4th ed)''

->Each day the contours of the city are altered and emended, [[MobileMaze its map redrawn by restless hands]]. I pass like a ghost among [[HumanoidAbomination the idiot citizens]] of this infernal metropolis who walk purposefully and go nowhere, like myself. Every so often, when one of the [[EldritchAbomination Lloigor]] passes overhead, they applaud. Otherwise, they remain silent. I miss conversation. The Lloigor speak to me, of course, but their thought process are so far beyond the merely human that it's often hard to comprehend them. I feel like a child. No, not a child. An ant. I spend most of the dark day walking. It doesn't matter. [[AlienGeometries I can walk in any direction for any length of time and still find myself back here. Back home]]. My house is one of the few constants in this new world. Sometimes I find extra rooms or strange staircases, but for the most part, it stays solid and immutable. The eye of the cyclone. I rise and I walk and I work, and day by day, [[MerlinSickness I am growing younger]]...
-->--Extracts from "Seizing The Fire," by '''Dr Michael Peyne,''' ''ComicBook/{{Zenith}}''

->[[RainOfBlood Blood still rains]] between skyscrapers of New Hong King. [[GooGooGodlike Children]] still conjure up dancing flowers. [[AllMythsAreTrue Every dream, every vision, has been brought to life]]; Heaven and Hell on Earth.
-->--''Literature/{{Quarantine}}''

->Hell has brought freedom to the Iron Republic: freedom from all laws, even those of nature.
-->--''VideoGame/FallenLondon''

->To record the Republic's events - it's like trying to sing wax or believe water. You do what you can. The third paragraph buds eyes. The date is fundamentally wrong. The full-stops bite. ''You do what you can.''
-->--''VideoGame/SunlessSea''

->Sizzling vapours rise from the sea. Time slips sideways. A coil of rope has stung a stoker, and his fellows beat it to death. We are under the hand of the Iron Republic.
-->--''VideoGame/SunlessSea''

->Kate leans forward, grabbing a salt shaker and placing it in the center of the table. "So imagine every time you're not staring at this salt shaker, it changes. Like, the metal turns into plastic. Or the salt turns into pepper. Or the whole fucking salt shaker turns into something that wants you to die and I mean ''right the fuck now''. I don't mean ''when you look away'', I mean the second your entire focus isn't on the fucker you can catch it mutating out the corner of your eye.\\
Every. Fucking. Inch. Every corner and both eyes, like the whole god damn place was... ''crawling''. Doors turned into walls, walls turned into monsters, monsters would just... disappear sometimes. ...Turn into statues and shit."
-->--''WebComic/MyDeliriumAlcazar''

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-->--'''Bill -->-- '''Bill Cipher''', ''WesternAnimation/GravityFalls''

->What
''WesternAnimation/GravityFalls'', "[[Recap/GravityFallsS2E18Weirdmageddon Weirdmageddon]]"

->''What
has happened here, what is going on all around us, is that the human piece of the ''noosphere'' - our thoughts and hopes and fears - all these things are being ''reified.'' The human conceptual mishmash is becoming physical, replacing what is [[FantasticNuke Gone Away]] with dreams and nightmares. Like [[HellIsWar the nightmare of war]] which rolled down on General Copsen's camp and then came here. And like the girl [[BeCarefulWhatYouWishFor who wished she was a horse]], and was immersed while sleeping in a storm of Stuff and wakened to find herself transformed, [[BodyHorror hopelessly muddled with horsey parts and unable to breathe]]. Buried by a grieving, mangled parent [[OurCentaursAreDifferent walking on four legs instead of two]].
->"A
two]].\\
"A
world of dreams, Prince of Men," Nq'ula says, by which he means of course not pleasant daydreams, but the grimy rag and bone subconscious of our race.
-->--''Literature/TheGoneAwayWorld''

->Interlude:
race.''
-->-- ''Literature/TheGoneAwayWorld''

->''Interlude:
another universe, another Earth... call it the [[IDontLikeTheSoundOfThatPlace Twisted World]]... a place where [[RealityIsOutToLunch reality has broken down into a sludge of burbling nightmare]]. Only one of its countless inhabitants is still sane.... and that one is [[MechanicalAbomination not human]].
-->--''Comicbook/CaptainBritain'', "[[Comicbook/CaptainBritainACrookedWorld Waiting For
human]].''
-->-- ''ComicBook/CaptainBritainACrookedWorld'', "Waiting for
Judgement Day]]"

->Perhaps
Day"

->''Perhaps
a quiet glen may make for an idea locale for a brief picnic, complete with [[SceneryPorn a panorama of]] {{unicorn}}s to amuse you during your afternoon tea. By the time you finish your watercress sandwiches, however, the road you followed there will have changed. The geography, flora and fauna will be unrecognizable. A wilderness may have burned down, turned to charcoal and respawned new plants and animals that never existed on Earth. If you saw unicorns when you arrived, by the time you're leaving, they'll have teeth for eating virgins, and they may have grown antenna, extra legs, or tentacles. The impossible not only happens here three times before breakfast, but a dozen times during such luncheons.
-->--''TabletopGame/MageTheAscension -
luncheons.''
-->-- ''TabletopGame/MageTheAscension --
Infinite Tapestry''

->Paris's ->''Paris's air is full of reasons not to fly. There are worse things than [[BotanicalAbomination garden airplane traps]] like the one that took the Messerschmitt. The chimneys of Paris are buffeted by ecstatic avian storm clouds. Bones inflated like airships. Flocks of bat-winged businessmen and ladies in outdated coats shout endless monologues of special offers and clog planes' propellers with their own questionable meat. Thibault has watched [[AlienGeometries mono and bi and triplane geometries]], winged spheres and huge ghastly spindles, a long black-curtained window, all flying like animate dead over the tops of houses, pursuing an errant Heinkel Greif bomber to negate it with an unliving touch.
-->--''Literature/TheLastDaysOfNewParis''

->Much
touch.''
-->-- ''Literature/TheLastDaysOfNewParis''

->''Much
of the [[EldritchLocation Formless Wastes]] is random chaos, constantly churning and reforming depending upon [[ClapYourHandsIfYouBelieve the whims of morals]] and currents in the Warp. Here rivers of tar flow through petrified woodlands under crimson skies; great stairways lead into the heavens and [[AlienGeometries join themselves from below in an ever-lasting loop]]; castles made of bones and fortresses of ichor stand amidst of copses of limbs, and pillars of fluorescent fire burn on the horizon. Every lunatic vision and deranged fancy finds its home in the Formless Wastes.
-->--''TabletopGame/Warhammer40000:
Wastes.''
-->-- ''TabletopGame/Warhammer40000:
Codex - -- Chaos Daemons (4th ed)''

->Each ->''Each day the contours of the city are altered and emended, [[MobileMaze its map redrawn by restless hands]]. I pass like a ghost among [[HumanoidAbomination the idiot citizens]] of this infernal metropolis who walk purposefully and go nowhere, like myself. Every so often, when one of the [[EldritchAbomination Lloigor]] passes overhead, they applaud. Otherwise, they remain silent. I miss conversation. The Lloigor speak to me, of course, but their thought process are so far beyond the merely human that it's often hard to comprehend them. I feel like a child. No, not a child. An ant. I spend most of the dark day walking. It doesn't matter. [[AlienGeometries I can walk in any direction for any length of time and still find myself back here. Back home]]. My house is one of the few constants in this new world. Sometimes I find extra rooms or strange staircases, but for the most part, it stays solid and immutable. The eye of the cyclone. I rise and I walk and I work, and day by day, [[MerlinSickness I am growing younger]]... \n-->--Extracts ''
-->-- Extracts
from "Seizing The Fire," the Fire", by '''Dr '''Dr. Michael Peyne,''' Peyne''', ''ComicBook/{{Zenith}}''

->[[RainOfBlood ->''[[RainOfBlood Blood still rains]] between skyscrapers of New Hong King. [[GooGooGodlike Children]] still conjure up dancing flowers. [[AllMythsAreTrue Every dream, every vision, has been brought to life]]; Heaven and Hell on Earth.
-->--''Literature/{{Quarantine}}''

->Hell
Earth.''
-->-- ''Literature/Quarantine1992''

->''Hell
has brought freedom to the Iron Republic: freedom from all laws, even those of nature.
-->--''VideoGame/FallenLondon''

->To
nature.''
-->-- ''VideoGame/FallenLondon''

->''To
record the Republic's events - -- it's like trying to sing wax or believe water. You do what you can. The third paragraph buds eyes. The date is fundamentally wrong. The full-stops bite. ''You do what you can.can''.''
-->--''VideoGame/SunlessSea''

->Sizzling
-->-- ''VideoGame/SunlessSea''

->''Sizzling
vapours rise from the sea. Time slips sideways. A coil of rope has stung a stoker, and his fellows beat it to death. We are under the hand of the Iron Republic.
-->--''VideoGame/SunlessSea''

->Kate
Republic.''
-->-- ''VideoGame/SunlessSea''

->''Kate
leans forward, grabbing a salt shaker and placing it in the center of the table. "So imagine every time you're not staring at this salt shaker, it changes. Like, the metal turns into plastic. Or the salt turns into pepper. Or the whole fucking salt shaker turns into something that wants you to die and I mean ''right the fuck now''. I don't mean ''when you look away'', I mean the second your entire focus isn't on the fucker you can catch it mutating out the corner of your eye.\\
Every. Fucking. Inch. Every corner and both eyes, like the whole god damn place was... ''crawling''. Doors turned into walls, walls turned into monsters, monsters would just... disappear sometimes. ...Turn into statues and shit."
-->--''WebComic/MyDeliriumAlcazar''
"''
-->-- ''Webcomic/MyDeliriumAlcazar''
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-->--''Comicbook/CaptainBritain'', "[[Comicbook/ACrookedWorld Waiting For Judgement Day]]"

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-->--''Comicbook/CaptainBritain'', "[[Comicbook/ACrookedWorld "[[Comicbook/CaptainBritainACrookedWorld Waiting For Judgement Day]]"
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->Sizzling vapours rise from the sea. Time slips sideways. A coil of rope has stung a stoker, and his fellows beat it to death. We are under the hand of the Iron Republic.
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-->--''VideoGame/FallenLondon''

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-->--''VideoGame/FallenLondon''-->--''VideoGame/FallenLondon''

->To record the Republic's events - it's like trying to sing wax or believe water. You do what you can. The third paragraph buds eyes. The date is fundamentally wrong. The full-stops bite. ''You do what you can.''
-->--''VideoGame/SunlessSea''

->Kate leans forward, grabbing a salt shaker and placing it in the center of the table. "So imagine every time you're not staring at this salt shaker, it changes. Like, the metal turns into plastic. Or the salt turns into pepper. Or the whole fucking salt shaker turns into something that wants you to die and I mean ''right the fuck now''. I don't mean ''when you look away'', I mean the second your entire focus isn't on the fucker you can catch it mutating out the corner of your eye.\\
Every. Fucking. Inch. Every corner and both eyes, like the whole god damn place was... ''crawling''. Doors turned into walls, walls turned into monsters, monsters would just... disappear sometimes. ...Turn into statues and shit."
-->--''WebComic/MyDeliriumAlcazar''
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-->--''Literature/{{Quarantine}}''

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-->--''Literature/{{Quarantine}}''-->--''Literature/{{Quarantine}}''

->Hell has brought freedom to the Iron Republic: freedom from all laws, even those of nature.
-->--''VideoGame/FallenLondon''
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-->--Extracts from "Seizing The Fire," by '''Dr Michael Peyne,''' ''ComicBook/{{Zenith}}''

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-->--Extracts from "Seizing The Fire," by '''Dr Michael Peyne,''' ''ComicBook/{{Zenith}}''''ComicBook/{{Zenith}}''

->[[RainOfBlood Blood still rains]] between skyscrapers of New Hong King. [[GooGooGodlike Children]] still conjure up dancing flowers. [[AllMythsAreTrue Every dream, every vision, has been brought to life]]; Heaven and Hell on Earth.
-->--''Literature/{{Quarantine}}''
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-->--''TabletopGame/Warhammer40000: Codex - Chaos Daemons (4th ed)''

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-->--''TabletopGame/Warhammer40000: Codex - Chaos Daemons (4th ed)''ed)''

->Each day the contours of the city are altered and emended, [[MobileMaze its map redrawn by restless hands]]. I pass like a ghost among [[HumanoidAbomination the idiot citizens]] of this infernal metropolis who walk purposefully and go nowhere, like myself. Every so often, when one of the [[EldritchAbomination Lloigor]] passes overhead, they applaud. Otherwise, they remain silent. I miss conversation. The Lloigor speak to me, of course, but their thought process are so far beyond the merely human that it's often hard to comprehend them. I feel like a child. No, not a child. An ant. I spend most of the dark day walking. It doesn't matter. [[AlienGeometries I can walk in any direction for any length of time and still find myself back here. Back home]]. My house is one of the few constants in this new world. Sometimes I find extra rooms or strange staircases, but for the most part, it stays solid and immutable. The eye of the cyclone. I rise and I walk and I work, and day by day, [[MerlinSickness I am growing younger]]...
-->--Extracts from "Seizing The Fire," by '''Dr Michael Peyne,''' ''ComicBook/{{Zenith}}''
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-->--''Literature/TheLastDaysOfNewParis''

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-->--''Literature/TheLastDaysOfNewParis''-->--''Literature/TheLastDaysOfNewParis''

->Much of the [[EldritchLocation Formless Wastes]] is random chaos, constantly churning and reforming depending upon [[ClapYourHandsIfYouBelieve the whims of morals]] and currents in the Warp. Here rivers of tar flow through petrified woodlands under crimson skies; great stairways lead into the heavens and [[AlienGeometries join themselves from below in an ever-lasting loop]]; castles made of bones and fortresses of ichor stand amidst of copses of limbs, and pillars of fluorescent fire burn on the horizon. Every lunatic vision and deranged fancy finds its home in the Formless Wastes.
-->--''TabletopGame/Warhammer40000: Codex - Chaos Daemons (4th ed)''
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-->--''TabletopGame/MageTheAscension - Infinite Tapestry''

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-->--''TabletopGame/MageTheAscension - Infinite Tapestry''Tapestry''

->Paris's air is full of reasons not to fly. There are worse things than [[BotanicalAbomination garden airplane traps]] like the one that took the Messerschmitt. The chimneys of Paris are buffeted by ecstatic avian storm clouds. Bones inflated like airships. Flocks of bat-winged businessmen and ladies in outdated coats shout endless monologues of special offers and clog planes' propellers with their own questionable meat. Thibault has watched [[AlienGeometries mono and bi and triplane geometries]], winged spheres and huge ghastly spindles, a long black-curtained window, all flying like animate dead over the tops of houses, pursuing an errant Heinkel Greif bomber to negate it with an unliving touch.
-->--''Literature/TheLastDaysOfNewParis''
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-->--''Comicbook/CaptainBritain'', "[[Comicbook/ACrookedWorld Waiting For Judgement Day]]"

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-->--''Comicbook/CaptainBritain'', "[[Comicbook/ACrookedWorld Waiting For Judgement Day]]"Day]]"

->Perhaps a quiet glen may make for an idea locale for a brief picnic, complete with [[SceneryPorn a panorama of]] {{unicorn}}s to amuse you during your afternoon tea. By the time you finish your watercress sandwiches, however, the road you followed there will have changed. The geography, flora and fauna will be unrecognizable. A wilderness may have burned down, turned to charcoal and respawned new plants and animals that never existed on Earth. If you saw unicorns when you arrived, by the time you're leaving, they'll have teeth for eating virgins, and they may have grown antenna, extra legs, or tentacles. The impossible not only happens here three times before breakfast, but a dozen times during such luncheons.
-->--''TabletopGame/MageTheAscension - Infinite Tapestry''
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-->--''Literature/TheGoneAwayWorld''

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-->--''Literature/TheGoneAwayWorld''-->--''Literature/TheGoneAwayWorld''

->Interlude: another universe, another Earth... call it the [[IDontLikeTheSoundOfThatPlace Twisted World]]... a place where [[RealityIsOutToLunch reality has broken down into a sludge of burbling nightmare]]. Only one of its countless inhabitants is still sane.... and that one is [[MechanicalAbomination not human]].
-->--''Comicbook/CaptainBritain'', "[[Comicbook/ACrookedWorld Waiting For Judgement Day]]"
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->"A world of dreams, Prince of Me," Nq'ula says, by which he means of course not pleasant daydreams, but the grimy rag and bone subconscious of our race.

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->"A world of dreams, Prince of Me," Men," Nq'ula says, by which he means of course not pleasant daydreams, but the grimy rag and bone subconscious of our race.
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-->--'''Bill Cipher''', ''WesternAnimation/GravityFalls''

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-->--'''Bill Cipher''', ''WesternAnimation/GravityFalls''''WesternAnimation/GravityFalls''

->What has happened here, what is going on all around us, is that the human piece of the ''noosphere'' - our thoughts and hopes and fears - all these things are being ''reified.'' The human conceptual mishmash is becoming physical, replacing what is [[FantasticNuke Gone Away]] with dreams and nightmares. Like [[HellIsWar the nightmare of war]] which rolled down on General Copsen's camp and then came here. And like the girl [[BeCarefulWhatYouWishFor who wished she was a horse]], and was immersed while sleeping in a storm of Stuff and wakened to find herself transformed, [[BodyHorror hopelessly muddled with horsey parts and unable to breathe]]. Buried by a grieving, mangled parent [[OurCentaursAreDifferent walking on four legs instead of two]].
->"A world of dreams, Prince of Me," Nq'ula says, by which he means of course not pleasant daydreams, but the grimy rag and bone subconscious of our race.
-->--''Literature/TheGoneAwayWorld''
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-->--'''SelfDemonstrating/BillCipher''', ''WesternAnimation/GravityFalls''

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-->--'''SelfDemonstrating/BillCipher''', -->--'''Bill Cipher''', ''WesternAnimation/GravityFalls''
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->''"This party never stops. Time is dead and meaning has no meaning! Existence is upside down and I reign supreme! Welcome, one and all, to Weirdmageddon!"''

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->''"This party never stops. [[TimeCrash Time is dead dead]] and [[RealityIsOutToLunch meaning has no meaning! meaning]]! Existence is upside down and I reign supreme! Welcome, one and all, to Weirdmageddon!"'''''Weirdmageddon'''!"''
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-->--''TabletopGame/WerewolfTheApocalypse - Umbra: The Velvet Shadows''

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-->--''TabletopGame/WerewolfTheApocalypse - Umbra: The Velvet Shadows''Shadows''

->''"This party never stops. Time is dead and meaning has no meaning! Existence is upside down and I reign supreme! Welcome, one and all, to Weirdmageddon!"''
-->--'''SelfDemonstrating/BillCipher''', ''WesternAnimation/GravityFalls''
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->''Within the [[EldritchLocation Flux Realm]], the Wyld ways of creation and change run rampant still. It is a place of chaos, of constant change and endless possibility. Outside visitors find the realm extremely disorienting. There are no fixed landmarks, for the realm is in a constant state of metamorphosis: mountain ranges spontaneously erupt and collapse, deserts bloom into jungles, and forests wilt into ash only to be reborn. Stranger things have been known to occur: expanses of forests float through the sky, the sky itself seeps down into the sea (or the sea rises to fill an area of sky), water ignites into flame and earth falls upwards in defiance of gravity.''
-->--''TabletopGame/WerewolfTheApocalypse - Umbra: The Velvet Shadows''

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