04-19-2015, 09:34 PM
Greetings, fellow Primes! It is I, Carn, an Anomaly of the Event Horizon (Eve Zone or simply "Zone" as we locals call it, cool isn't it? You'll get to talk like us soon too!) fell ( er well 'tripped' seems to be the correct word here) into this unusual world in probably the most convenient way possible (would you believe me if I said there was a portal just beside our encampment?), sending me into a situation that was seemingly bigger than me. Ofcourse I didn't know yet what could have happened afterwards, which was probably the whole idea of this. Then I got to meet this cool white guy who I think is an Anomaly like me, I'm not sure but he gives off the vibe I carry around as well. He sends me into this world he probably created and I didn't really mind it since I like to get out of the Zone every once in a while. He introduced me to this swirly-colored thingy he calls Omnillion which seems to be what makes up his world, which also reminds me that I should try experimenting with it soon. He gave it to me and sent me to a funky fountain full of the stuff in liquid form in one of the most redundant ways of travel, falling.
As I turned my back at the fountain, it assumed a different form and would probably continue to do so if I stayed there long enough. Too bad my feet were itchy for roaming around, something that could be my weakness in the future. After the excitement had worn out inside me, I found my self walking in the middle of nowhere for a good hour, lugging my buddy Tremor with me. My gutfeel was correct about my habit of attracting trouble as 2 white armored dweebs started shooting me with disco light beams. They were so annoying that I had to wack some sense into one of them, it could mean trouble for me later on but at least I felt better. I had to walk away from him as I walked around the gate perimeter, walking down to the south. As I went farther from the gate I realized all those objects I see on the edge of the place were gates as well.
Now, here I was, in the middle of nowhere, between the trippy centerpiece and the southwest gate, sitting for a good 3 hours fiddling with Trauma. I was trying to figure out what that white naked dude said about omnillion and how to play with it. I kept my thoughts all on a single object, a box, I mean what better way to practice than with basic shapes, eh?
I concentrated. Trying to solidify the box inside my mind, I went into a state of pure motionless exertion as I tried to point a spot in front of me to drop the box. Soon I could feel a warm, twitchy energy like it was running around under my skin. For a short time, it tickled me out of focus but I regained composure once I got used to the feeling. Oh well, I never expected it would be a bit tricky to understand omnillion. Once I got the object in my firmly locked in and location pin-pointed, a nice, comfy shade covered me. I looked up to see a swirl of colors and silver forming a cloud above me. The cloud soon took the shape of an irregular quadrilateral as it slowly stabilized its form. A few seconds later, it took the shape of a cube and finally, after a few minutes of mute grunting, huffing and puffing cheeks, a box was made using only omnillion. Then, I was quickly overwhelmed of fleeting fear instead of bliss for some reason. I wondered "Why?".
It all came to me like a jab on the face when I realized the box I made was above me, that it was falling, that it was heavy, and that it was huge. I forgot to specify dimensions and somehow it went for an excessively massive scale of one. Oh dear. A few miliseconds passed as I sat there frozen, cross-legged, only running away inside my head. Then it hit me, literally. Somehow, the way it fell caused a large, buffeting wind which knocked me out of the way and landed a few feet away. Scrolls of dust clouds ran away from the edges of its base as I stood up to fix myself. I took a mental note of specifying size and location as accurately as possible next time. With all that energy I spent trying to summon a box and materializing one that's 20 meters on all 3 dimensions, it was tiring. I decided to take a nap beside the box I made, cuddling my scythe and clutching on my cleaver.
"Sweet dreams."
As I turned my back at the fountain, it assumed a different form and would probably continue to do so if I stayed there long enough. Too bad my feet were itchy for roaming around, something that could be my weakness in the future. After the excitement had worn out inside me, I found my self walking in the middle of nowhere for a good hour, lugging my buddy Tremor with me. My gutfeel was correct about my habit of attracting trouble as 2 white armored dweebs started shooting me with disco light beams. They were so annoying that I had to wack some sense into one of them, it could mean trouble for me later on but at least I felt better. I had to walk away from him as I walked around the gate perimeter, walking down to the south. As I went farther from the gate I realized all those objects I see on the edge of the place were gates as well.
Now, here I was, in the middle of nowhere, between the trippy centerpiece and the southwest gate, sitting for a good 3 hours fiddling with Trauma. I was trying to figure out what that white naked dude said about omnillion and how to play with it. I kept my thoughts all on a single object, a box, I mean what better way to practice than with basic shapes, eh?
I concentrated. Trying to solidify the box inside my mind, I went into a state of pure motionless exertion as I tried to point a spot in front of me to drop the box. Soon I could feel a warm, twitchy energy like it was running around under my skin. For a short time, it tickled me out of focus but I regained composure once I got used to the feeling. Oh well, I never expected it would be a bit tricky to understand omnillion. Once I got the object in my firmly locked in and location pin-pointed, a nice, comfy shade covered me. I looked up to see a swirl of colors and silver forming a cloud above me. The cloud soon took the shape of an irregular quadrilateral as it slowly stabilized its form. A few seconds later, it took the shape of a cube and finally, after a few minutes of mute grunting, huffing and puffing cheeks, a box was made using only omnillion. Then, I was quickly overwhelmed of fleeting fear instead of bliss for some reason. I wondered "Why?".
It all came to me like a jab on the face when I realized the box I made was above me, that it was falling, that it was heavy, and that it was huge. I forgot to specify dimensions and somehow it went for an excessively massive scale of one. Oh dear. A few miliseconds passed as I sat there frozen, cross-legged, only running away inside my head. Then it hit me, literally. Somehow, the way it fell caused a large, buffeting wind which knocked me out of the way and landed a few feet away. Scrolls of dust clouds ran away from the edges of its base as I stood up to fix myself. I took a mental note of specifying size and location as accurately as possible next time. With all that energy I spent trying to summon a box and materializing one that's 20 meters on all 3 dimensions, it was tiring. I decided to take a nap beside the box I made, cuddling my scythe and clutching on my cleaver.
"Sweet dreams."
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