07-19-2015, 03:02 PM
Cat smiled softly and waved as Nealaphh left, trying to convince herself that she really would be okay. Glancing over her shoulder, the girl wondered if the two figures had the same level of telepathy as their creator. He did say they were copies... I think i'll start with the book first instead. Since Nealaphh speaks english, I should be able to read it.
Cat's steps made little sound as she searched the house for a quiet, comfortable place to curl up and read, deciding on a small corner of a room filled with windows that was probably meant to be used as a study. She dropped the book there then began to wander about the house agian, gathering up all the pillows and blankets she could find. It didn't take very long for a small fort of sorts to be made in the corner where Cat would hide away until either of the men returned. She had taken the pillows from the couch in the living room to make walls, then draped blankets across them and pinned in the corner to make a roof. Inside, Cat curled up within a pile of blankets and pillows, with one of the shards on each side for light. Curled around the Nealaphh doll, she opened the book to page one.
Greetings, fellow Omniverse denizen…
The girl spent hours reading that book, reading over the sections over and over, asking the shards to explain parts of it when she entirely failed to comprehend the information. The fact that so many people had been kidnapped to this frightening place before her was unnerving - entire civilizations? All from different places? different worlds full of strange people from even stranger places, where everything was new and foreign and dangerous.
If there are people here.. from more than one universe... wouldn't that mean that moving between universes is possible? That means there is a way out... unless this is an alternate dimension... in which case we aren't original selves, otherwise there would be two of ourselves running around. Right? So we're either fake... or it's a long way to home... either way, it's not going to be easy to get home. If... if I have a home to begin with. Cat curled in tighter, hugging the Nealaphh doll tightly to her chest. She wanted to talk to Nealaphh, wondering if he knew anyway of travelling through dimensions. The shards were good and probably just as asking him, but she didn't want to speak out loud.
The.. the dataverse! Nealaphh said we could contact him through there.. it must be like the internet. I can do that... perhaps....
Cat closed her eyes and concentrated, assuming her meditative stance agian. She reached inside, searching for the same place she'd found earlier when she'd made the doll. A bubbling iridescent light glowed from in front of her as she tapped into the reserve of foreign material. It rippled and bubbled, gradually splitting in two spheres, one much smaller than the other. The smaller one was focused on first, lengthening to a narrow cylinder, which lengthened and narrowed further at one end to make a long point, which then unfurled into a feather. The other end altered and became the point of a pen. Further detail formed as the colour bled out from the center; a light formed where the end of the pen would be, the feather's strands separated and became softer, a rubber grip formed around between the light and the pen tip in the appearance of a ribbon wound around it. A mix of blue hues covered the feathered part, while the ribbon turned purple and the tip was a silver metallic. The light blinked a few different colours before turning off- yellow, blue, red, green and purple.
As the detailing and colour of the feathered pen began to finish, the larger orb of the iridescent stuff began to change, flattening and elongating into a rounded rectangular shape. It decided it was the proper shape when it reached approximately ten inches in one dimension and almost thirteen in the other. The edges became slightly indented and rubbery as the surface took on the texture of glass.
Cat reached out and grasped the pen as the screen flickered to life, connecting to what Nealaphh had called the dataverse. She pressed the tip of the pen to the pad and then paused, realising that she didn't know how to contact Nealaphh. Oops... I guess I'll just have to search through until I find mentions of him or a way to contact him. It'll take a while, but it shouldn't be too hard... right?
The girl smiled softly to herself as she flicked the pen across the surface of the tablet, taking pride in her ability to create such a thing. She didn't even notice the sun setting outside of her little pillow-fortress of comfort.
Cat's steps made little sound as she searched the house for a quiet, comfortable place to curl up and read, deciding on a small corner of a room filled with windows that was probably meant to be used as a study. She dropped the book there then began to wander about the house agian, gathering up all the pillows and blankets she could find. It didn't take very long for a small fort of sorts to be made in the corner where Cat would hide away until either of the men returned. She had taken the pillows from the couch in the living room to make walls, then draped blankets across them and pinned in the corner to make a roof. Inside, Cat curled up within a pile of blankets and pillows, with one of the shards on each side for light. Curled around the Nealaphh doll, she opened the book to page one.
Greetings, fellow Omniverse denizen…
The girl spent hours reading that book, reading over the sections over and over, asking the shards to explain parts of it when she entirely failed to comprehend the information. The fact that so many people had been kidnapped to this frightening place before her was unnerving - entire civilizations? All from different places? different worlds full of strange people from even stranger places, where everything was new and foreign and dangerous.
If there are people here.. from more than one universe... wouldn't that mean that moving between universes is possible? That means there is a way out... unless this is an alternate dimension... in which case we aren't original selves, otherwise there would be two of ourselves running around. Right? So we're either fake... or it's a long way to home... either way, it's not going to be easy to get home. If... if I have a home to begin with. Cat curled in tighter, hugging the Nealaphh doll tightly to her chest. She wanted to talk to Nealaphh, wondering if he knew anyway of travelling through dimensions. The shards were good and probably just as asking him, but she didn't want to speak out loud.
The.. the dataverse! Nealaphh said we could contact him through there.. it must be like the internet. I can do that... perhaps....
Cat closed her eyes and concentrated, assuming her meditative stance agian. She reached inside, searching for the same place she'd found earlier when she'd made the doll. A bubbling iridescent light glowed from in front of her as she tapped into the reserve of foreign material. It rippled and bubbled, gradually splitting in two spheres, one much smaller than the other. The smaller one was focused on first, lengthening to a narrow cylinder, which lengthened and narrowed further at one end to make a long point, which then unfurled into a feather. The other end altered and became the point of a pen. Further detail formed as the colour bled out from the center; a light formed where the end of the pen would be, the feather's strands separated and became softer, a rubber grip formed around between the light and the pen tip in the appearance of a ribbon wound around it. A mix of blue hues covered the feathered part, while the ribbon turned purple and the tip was a silver metallic. The light blinked a few different colours before turning off- yellow, blue, red, green and purple.
As the detailing and colour of the feathered pen began to finish, the larger orb of the iridescent stuff began to change, flattening and elongating into a rounded rectangular shape. It decided it was the proper shape when it reached approximately ten inches in one dimension and almost thirteen in the other. The edges became slightly indented and rubbery as the surface took on the texture of glass.
Cat reached out and grasped the pen as the screen flickered to life, connecting to what Nealaphh had called the dataverse. She pressed the tip of the pen to the pad and then paused, realising that she didn't know how to contact Nealaphh. Oops... I guess I'll just have to search through until I find mentions of him or a way to contact him. It'll take a while, but it shouldn't be too hard... right?
The girl smiled softly to herself as she flicked the pen across the surface of the tablet, taking pride in her ability to create such a thing. She didn't even notice the sun setting outside of her little pillow-fortress of comfort.
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