CHIRAL: SIDE Y

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Coolzack
>Complicated. Limb, Organ. Explain later.
>Path to learn ready, no time, no time
>Will have to jolt channel awake
>Will smart. Sharp sting, then understanding
>Apologies



>Done
>Command of eye now natural as command own limb
>now, eye obey. Soften, Solid. Move, Detonate. See. Not see.
>Focus, try reach within again. It obey this time.

ChatlogShow

CoolZack: Complicated. Limb, Organ. Explain later.
tiptopGipgop: Theoretically, you’ve got all the time in the world.
CoolZack: Path to learn ready, no time, no time
CoolZack: Will have to jolt channel awake
1234567890: wh47 1n 7h3 h311 3v3n
CoolZack: Will smart. Sharp sting, then understanding
CoolZack: Apologies
EXA: hum hum hum zzz
EXA: :/
EXA: 3
Crast Pactian: it is a summoning of your doing, correct?
Crast Pactian: can you control it?
CoolZack: Done
CoolZack: Command of eye now natural as command own limb
YUPPERS: a GOOD omen
YUPPERS: yet a WEAK one, a COCKY one
CoolZack: now, eye obey. Soften, Solid. Move, Detonate. See. Not see.
CoolZack: Focus, try reach within again. It obey this time.
1234567890: wh9 4r3 90u 5p341k1n6 411 w31rd n0w
tiptopGipgop: Hush.
cripesalmighty: i feel something
cripesalmighty: i think something’s happening
Hunk Chudfest: WHTHY TNJ ARNAJENKT":YTOAU AD<LN JAJUST GOA AWAAAAY
Hunk Chudfest: ASNKSDBJFFJBGJBFGBGFJKBG

Something shudders and stiffens.

You see it obey, and you feel yourself stand still. You feel yourself utterly stationary, yet as all the world halts, somehow something remains moving.

Something.





It's cold.







The doorknob creaks as you turn it.

Definitely Not
Best Get To Skedaddling
To Help Cripes And Hunk

And In The Mean Time
It Would Be A Good Idea
To Make A Ladder

Or Some Other Means
Of Retrieving Your Friends From
The Nickle Below

The ledge seems impossibly strong, yet as you stare over it, vertigo overtakes you. It's an incredibly unfamiliar sensation--- and
one you are seriously hating. Still, you've got a mission to do.



"Eva?" asks Queue. You nod. "Are you... well, I suppose you hadn't seen it until now, then. Not in detail."

You let out a breath, and poke a finger at his chest. He gives you a look of confusion. "...what is it?"

With another little sigh, you point towards the hole, and he takes a glance over. Still confused, however, he gently says, "Why don't you, hum... message me on the chatlog, so you can explain what it is you mean? I am not seeing anything unusual."

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1234567890: wh9 4r3 90u 5p341k1n6 411 w31rd n0w
tiptopGipgop: Hush.
cripesalmighty: i feel something
cripesalmighty: i think something’s happening
Hunk Chudfest: cririep dess are yyokyut okay yyour’e e standign gdstidll
Hunk Chudfest: criripss/???
EXA: hey q
EXA: the plan
EXA: is to go
EXA: down, down, down
EXA: with your wing pair
EXA: your flap zone grip
Crast Pactian: oh, but…
Crast Pactian: it’s incredibly dangerous down there! i would much rather we go by cool zack’s plan to bring escapade to cripes and hunk with the ‘eye’, rather than myself.
Crast Pactian: besides, it is not like i could bring any of you back up with me.
EXA: don’t care nope
EXA: look
EXA: look.
EXA: look
1234567890: uh
EXA: i’ll fore its big face
EXA: its big pipe face
EXA: then you make some
EXA: l-a-a-a-adder tech
EXA: rope ladder blanket rope
tiptopGipgop: Yuppers probably has miles of rope.
tiptopGipgop: And likely could just… print a jetpack, if we really needed those things.
tiptopGipgop: Can you get on it, Yuppers?
YUPPERS: NOPE
Hunk Chudfest: eplasprleade ei aond rwnat tnidde downn hebere: P:::(((
YUPPERS: i have HAD IT with the LIVELIHOOD
YUPPERS: of our FAILING SPECIES
YUPPERS: our FAILING COMMUNITY
EXA: whew
EXA: whew wew
EXA: whew wew whew
YUPPERS: WE ARE MEANINGLESS
YUPPERS: THERE ARE THOUSANDS MORE LIKE US
YUPPERS: WHAT IS THE POINT OF SAVING ONE GENE AND ONE SPANK
YUPPERS: WHAT A COMPLETE JOKE
YUPPERS: AND I’M COMPELLED IN SUCH GALL TO DESTROY WALLS AND FETCH QUESTS
Hunk Chudfest: nhnhnhhn
tiptopGipgop: Oh, fuck you, Yuppers.
tiptopGipgop: You can’t possibly think that.
tiptopGipgop: Cripes and Hunk are trapped down there and you’re going to help get them back. That’s not a question.
Crast Pactian: please, everybody, settle down!
Crast Pactian: please.
EXA: just doo your work
EXA: you dumb dumb
EXA: make some rope
EXA: don’t hang your self
Crast Pactian: please!!!
: WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
: This isn't a game, Geneviève.
: Stop pretending.

As you finish communicating over the chatlog, he lets out a worried, "Well, alright," and begins to undo the back of his jumpsuit.

However, you can't help but notice that the dullness of color in the hole has begun to be replaced with a gentle blue.



...and it's a blue that reminds you of something.

A time when you were still speaking.



It was a warm day, back home.



You were expecting something-- something from the CLOSETS MONSTER. It was often a gift-giver, of sorts, though you were never capable of keeping the gift for long. There is no doubt that you found solace in having an ever-present companion, as all other things in your life began to drain of color.

Your closet was glowing. This meant it was almost here.



She stepped inside with a panting, far-off tone, with footsteps that sounded like muffled punches on gravel and a breathing intonation like she was too close to a microphone.

It was Gene. You recognized her, and yet like many of your visitors, you somehow did not recognize her, either.



You stepped back a little bit as she began to realize her environment, as most did. It was a waste of time, in your mind, and so you spoke to explain everything to her, concisely, clearly, obviously.

"I," you said, "am Eva Xena Anno, Arithmancer, expert sorceress, expert at summoning. We're on Prospit, krokian year 3412. You're a stray spirit visiting from some far-off universe, and you've only got a few minutes to explain why!"

He mouth went agape. She swallowed, and shakily said, "...I-I'm... i-it's me, E-Eva. I'm... I don't... kn-know why."

"Did you die?" you asked.

"I don't th-think so," she managed. "Not... r-right then. But... we all did. We all do. You-- you're-- this is-- before...!"

This one said she was from the future. The question is: did you believe her?

Author's NoteShow

You retain control over Gene and Eva even in this sequence. So you can input for what either one does, or both!

Sorry for the slower updates! I've been working as hard as I can to get these out ASAP and still plan to do multiple updates per day when I have the time, it's just that I sometimes don't. Thank you for sticking it out and being patient!