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un: timaeusTestified | text | Birthday Boy
Turning 21 has been a completely underrated experience. I was expecting the blackout and loss of time. Even the warping to a new place isn't out of the realm of estimated probability.
But being genetically altered is a plot twist. I assume it is so we can fuck the monsters.
I call dibs on the raven dude.
cw: looots of kink/fetish/nsfw jokes/conversation going on in this here post.
But being genetically altered is a plot twist. I assume it is so we can fuck the monsters.
I call dibs on the raven dude.
cw: looots of kink/fetish/nsfw jokes/conversation going on in this here post.
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The laugh he gives on the other side of the Omni.]
Not the least surprised [actually, somewhat surprised,] you're still interested and still sane after seeing that.
Thank you for fixing it.
[All right, where were they...]
Sorry if it disappoints but we're anatomically closer to humans and orcs than our ancestors. Though there's an interesting difference or two. π
[Or three or four in his case given he's dead.
It's once more occasion to wonder if he's even capable of the act any longer. Anatomically or otherwise.]
Your slivers. How does jumping between them work?
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(He's not even being an edgelord here. Between splinting his soul and his natural disposition...Yeah.)
Not a disappointment. I do love male anatomy so.
I'm guessing I'll have to figure that out when I figure that out, huh?
(He really does like a challenge.)
You know how you think to yourself? Conceptualize ideas and have conversations with yourself and kind of zone out? Well, maybe you don't do that, but it's like that except on steroids because my mind can actually go elsewhere.
Then I zone out and focus on wherever I've gone. I try to multitask between the splinters but it can be difficult especially if one is doing something more dangerous than another. I'm never fully in one headspace without dipping into another. It feels natural.
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And now he knows where it comes from. A little.]
Can't say I'm pleased that it happened to you but it does work out well that I didn't ruin your lovely mind with a stupid mistake.
Naturally, you will. A gentleman never tells about these things. It would ruin the best part.
[...Oh, now, this is very interesting.]
You have a self in Actuality for each of your names in Truth. A physical body for each aspect you present to the world, or yourself. Do I have it right?
[To Illarion's way of thinking, it's a wholly natural response to growing up in an empty world.
He rolls that one over in his head and squashes the impulse to share it.]
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Can't say I'm much of a gentleman myself, but I dig the anticipation.
(Guy's not wrong.)
That is an eloquent way of putting it. Not all of them have literal physical bodies, but they do have a visual shape in some fashion. I could probably manifest a version of myself in your mind, but it would likely be altered due to your own perceptions of me. I would be curious as to how that would go in a blind elf's mind. Maybe we can try it out sometime.
--> private; this ended up being a lil bit of a train crash
He considers the rest of the question before setting his response private.]
I'm securing this conversation before I answer that. This way you may have the full explanation you deserve. And I don't have to talk lightly about it in public.
In short, you shouldn't have seen that part of me under ordinary circumstances. Under the circumstances where you would see it, I would give an ordinary human one in fifty odds. Worse if he looked for very long or locked eyes with me. One of my own people? One in four, or a certainty if eye-locked. [Now imagine the dimensions of the problem when you're absolutely covered in eyes.]
I don't know if an image carries the same risk but we have every reason to believe it might. Since shutters became fast enough to capture us with any accuracy while moving, we have done everything in our power to seize and destroy photographs of us wilding.
Thank you for removing it as soon as I asked.
[...]
Ruins the mood a little, doesn't it?
And that might be
That
[Godspit and fuck. It would be like Eyes having hold of him again even if he knew exactly who was doing it and why.
He rakes a hand through his braids, blows out an unnecessary breath, and spends more time composing his response.]
I already like you a great deal but I'd need to trust you completely to let you do that. Even if I'm interested in the experiment in theory.
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I understand. I am sorry that you were accidentally exposed like that. I will make sure if I see other photos of it to take them off.
No, not really. People have extreme circumstances sometimes. I think it would be more naive and immature to act like any relationship, platonic or otherwise, will be without special considerations. Yours just happen to be a little more unique.
(He laughs a little at the last bit, amused at how nice this guy was trying to be about the suggestion.)
It's cool, man, I get it. Most people don't want some asshole bouncing around in their head. I think I can travel through people's dreams though so if I wind up doing that, just know it probably wasn't intentional and isn't the same as being in your actual brain.
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[Thanks for stealing everyone's Omnis, Zealots!]
A wise approach. [Though as he's listened to more of Dirk elsewhere in conversation, that seems more academic than experiential wisdom.] And good theory. Practice can be harder, in my experience.
[Ah, but what a kind out.]
Something like that. Though I've been accused of having equally intimate anatomy on my mind far too often. So what's another asshole.
That's not a worry for me. Unfortunately, since that would be quite an experience. Haven't dreamed for half a decade.