First sight [text]

[godseer]

No sooner do I finish one interstellar voyage than I find myself the unwitting participant of a second one.
I hope, for all our sakes, that its ending is not quite as explosive as my first.
I have my misgivings about this ship, but sudden and catastrophic destruction is not one of them.
That would be too easy.

To the part-time residents of the two universes I've intimately familiarized myself with, hello again.
To everyone else, greetings. My name is Rose Lalonde.
I look forward to the new acquaintanceships, brotherhoods, and nemeses of the coming days here. I get the feeling that we're going to need them.
I have no intention of blindly submitting to the whims of whomever is in charge here. I shall proudly wear citrus as my hue of choice when it suits me. Noir doesn't feel especially appropriate given recent events.

Comments

[rectified]

lets stop there before we go into a politician rant or even better rap off
oh well that wasnt me and sorry but thats a no can do my diary is for my eyes only
damn lalonde you can just read me tell me you didnt upgrade to mind reader too
i dont know how ill be able to hide all my bottled and confused feelings about my now isolated world

yeah
free bird and everything
snagging on that flight of freedom like a true american eagle
but nothing has really changed
well except for the ending and what i expected i guess
dont know

[godseer]

At some iteration and point in time, you did. Even though it may not have been you.
And yes, advancing to God Tier did improve my powers of telepathy, weak as they were before. You will never be isolated as long as your mind is an open book for me to read.
And before you ask, you're thinking of the color orange, the number 12, and the food you had for breakfast this morning.
Anyway, if you weren't when you asked, you're thinking of those things now.

This is a rather unexpected place to find one's self. But I believe we can make the best of it.

[rectified]

fuck
you too i was just kidding
well seems you all joined the ranks of god tier except alpha dave
from the looks if it anyways
wow lucky guess lalonde color me all counts of surprise
yeah
seems like an ok place
not sure what much there is to do but get in all the shenanigans
but dave is having fun so i can make the best of it too

[godseer]

It's too bad, really. It's much more difficult to ridicule his ridiculous hoodie when he's not wearing it.
It wasn't a guess, Strider. I know every nook and cranny of your poor wrinkled brainstuffs.
This place should reveal its true purpose to us in due time. Meanwhile, you're ambulatory and my sight is better than ever.

[rectified]

ridiculous hoodie
i bet its amazing and the perfect example of ironic
haters gonna hate comment and so forth
so when the time comes the place wont know what hit it

[godseer]

Only someone with the head inflated perfectly to fit that monstrosity of fashion could possibly defend it. You and it were made for each other.
I will say for it that it has no dangly parts like John's or Jade's, so it won't get caught in rotating time tables when you attempt to voyage in a chronologically inclined fashion.

[rectified]

you wouldnt know fashion if it came and hit you upside the face lalonde
get a book of irony 101 while youre at it
sounds chill cept i wont be the one wearing it so

[godseer]

The most important part isn't the style of the garb, though that is paramount.
The most important thing is the clothing's usefulness.
Yours, or your duplicate's, will send armies roaring with laughter back into their castles.
Consider it a short of spirited retreat. A good-natured surrender.

[rectified]

usefulness
wow hahahaha you think you are so funny
is that envy and jealousy i see in your flowery lavender text there
anyways whatever it is im sure it fits alpha dave ironically

[godseer]

Not at all. I far prefer having cloth in front of my eyes so that, if I wish to see with them, I must constantly blow it back or push it aside like an extension of my hair.
Irony really is the best way to go with these colorful pajamas.

[rectified]

so you just wanna be able to whip your hood back like some end of the year model
and now you know

[godseer]

Yes, that's it exactly. I'm unable to resist the pomp and circumstance that comes with being a tease towards my devout followers.

[rectified]

i give you the highest of fives

[godseer]

I would return it if my position of privilege allowed me to. Alas, as someone who is not me, you do not rise to the appropriate level for collaborative applause.

[rectified]

ouch there goes your chances of ever getting a fistbunp in your life
your future looks grim with the lack of hopeful fistbunps and hugbunps

[godseer]

That's not possible, given that not only do I control my own fate, but I am well qualified to evaluate the bleakness of the future of anybody on this ship. Whether I choose to cordially touch hands with another or not.

1/2

[rectified]

oh my god youre ignoring the whole joke
ok fine how does my future look

[rectified]

[but he sends another message quickly, too fast actually]

haha jk
dont really
seriously
think id rather find out myself

[godseer]

I'll leave it to your discovery. But I can tell you it is flushed with a citrus hue.

[rectified]

what
that
you are talking to someone who was suppose to say shit in riddles and crap back in the game
what was that
that wasnt even a helping riddle
or a puzzle even
flushed with citrus what
orange???

[godseer]

Orange. Dave, its the color you're typing to me with, it's your signature color. You're reading too much into this.
On your return home, you'll be a sprite again. Beyond that, I can't tell you anything.

[rectified]

ok
alright thats fine
guess being mostly human doesnt stick forever

[godseer]

Your eternal presence here would break the timeline back home. We're all needed there. I don't believe that this is a permanent arrangement.

[rectified]

you dont believe
or are you confidently sure
two totally different things just saying

[godseer]

There's little I can guarantee with absolute certainty beyond our game session. The Seer of Light rules must integrate themselves specially with the game, somehow.
But our impermanence here edges towards the more concrete side of the psychic spectrum.