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001 // text; username: grollschwert

What's up.
Are we doing introductions now? I guess we're doing introductions.
Name's Anna. Professional city defender and mostly robot girl.
Coming here from a place called Recolle that I'm pretty sure no one here knows about, which is cool.

Never been much for stuff like this, so, like, I don't know.
Anyone needs a katana at their side, look me up. I'm pretty damn good at it.
I might not know what's going on here, but far as I'm concerned, this is where I live now and it makes sense for everyone if I actually try to keep it safe.

And since I'm in full spaghetti at the wall mode right now, lemme just throw out some words, see if it triggers anything for any of you guys.
Zee Carlisle. Clarence Vanderweele. Layers of reality. Retrospec.
The Geteilts.
Nothing?
Yeah, didn't think so.

Anyway, yeah, flag me down if you see me on the streets and need some protection or whatever. I'm five ten and I only have one eye. I'm hard to miss.

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First off, no "miss". Appreciate it, but not into it.
And yeah, I figure everything is too new for us to have anything going wrong yet.
What with the skeleton shitpost kicking the network off, like, three days ago.
If this place is anything like Recolle, I'm gonna keep an eye out for new weird shit happening every month. Same bat time, different bat channel.
Should be any day now.

As you prefer, Anna. Vira, or Vira-Lorr, will both do just fine in my case.

Forgive me, but you mention monthly occurrences and that does pique my interest. Was this Recolle a place where people appeared from other worlds, forced to deal with monthly dilemmas of some sort? Because you are definitely not the first I've encountered who saw one before arriving here.

Monthly problems, yeah, but nobody got sucked into it.
We got a special app installed on our phone that meant we'd been awoken to the greater world.
It was all Recolle citizens, and if you moved too far away from the city then you'd lose all your memories of it. And everything that made you who you were.
Which is a little stipulation that I might have forgotten about until right now, which is cool.

Hmmm, no that's very different from Wonderland as it was described to me. Also very different from the nightmare of Julia we've escaped.

And yet, there's a similarity. Troubles of some sort or another will probably come on the lunar cycle. We haven't yet pinned down if there's some sort of greater enemy. It's all rather fresh and we're just trying to survive. But sometime this month? Something will happen.

It always does.

Yeah, that tracks that it's tied to the moon more than an actual month.
I mean, like, that's what months are, but people seem real pumped about the moon around here.
Well, as long as it's not worse than the total collapse of reality, I think I've got it handled.

I believe we have already experienced the "Total Collapse of Reality" as it stands, in that the nightmares of Julia were essentially the reality we were trapped in before we woke up to this. The fact that you are new entirely says that it is not so simple as only those who were in the nightmare are now appearing.

Hopefully we can avoid a repeat.

All right, well. I already fought back my own total reality collapse once.
I bet I could do it again if I had to.
Couldn't be that hard, especially with someone named The Reckoning backing me up.
Or whatever they're supposed to be able to do for us.

Be wary of the Pthumerians.

[Unfortunately, years of experience had bred paranoia in this one.]

They are not remotely mortal in how they view things. Beings of incredible power, their attitudes are singular, unique and as of yet? Somewhat unpredictable. Their powers created the living nightmare when the child of one and a human was not trained in how to fully control her power and those around her reacted foolishly towards her. It ended tragically.

I believe that, if you can decipher one's nature, you can probably trust it to be true to that nature in the kind of absolute way that a creature who thinks of itself more as a concept than a person might be trusted. The Reckoning, for example, I know only a very small about, but they seem straightforward enough.

You could trust them to destroy someone they felt had earned divine judgment. Without hesitation. You could not, however, trust what they considered meriting judgment, or for them to hold back or show any mercy. A double-edged sword, if you are not careful. How involved they are for now? We don't know.

Watch yourself around the Moss King, though. Tricky one, that.

Oh, cool, a whole pantheon of things with their own moral codes. That's a fun change.
Usually it's just one of them hiding in the shadows trying to make everything work the way he wants it to.
Well, whatever, they're just gods.
Not much different from the normal everyday mysterious forces keeping the whole weird establishment running from behind the scenes.
Never put much faith in them in the first place.

Not a terrible attitude to have. Gods are just individuals of incredible power. Their flaws can be as glaring as our own, worse even at times. And even gods can die.

I need to look into a few of them. I suspect I met one or two besides the Moss King before I woke up. They were trapped in there with us, after all. Just much more quiet back then. Julia was by far the strongest of their kind and her will was difficult to oppose.

Yeah, well, I've done difficult. Long way between that and impossible.
We find out any more information about these guys, it'd probably be a good idea to write it all down somewhere and make sure everyone can access it.
Keeping the masses informed has always been the best way to make sure we don't get fucked up by eldritch beings.
That's what Karl Marx was talking about.

I have records from the time before, and I'll be adding to them. You're not wrong about needing to keep some sort of record. And, as you said, we need to keep the general populace informed.

I actually haven't read him, but are you sure he was talking about eldritch monsters?

Oh, hundred percent, dude. Haven't you read the Communist Manifesto?
"A spectre is haunting Europe. The spectre of Yog-Sothoth."
"Oh shit, dude. It's Yog-Sothoth."
"What are we going to do."

I'm reasonably certain you're pulling my proverbial leg here. But no, I don't go in for political philosophy much. Bit too much the anarchist, when it comes right down to it.

But either way, a healthy sense of humor can work wonders here.

"All the powers of the old world have entered into eldritch alliance to exorcise this spectre: Doorway and Reckoning, Argonaut and Dorothea, night walkers and blood ministers."
Honestly it's a shock how accurate he got it.
More of a poet and a prophet than a philosopher.
Wait, no, that was Bob Marley.

Oh, right, I'm typing all this bullshit AT someone. My bad.

You are going to fit in just fine I think. A lot of the people here rely on a certain amount of that.

That reminds me. I need to look up Doorway at some point.

Yeah, if nothing else, there's gotta be some pretty good lore about these guys.
Is it still lore if they're real? Or is that just, like, their backstories.
Maybe I'll go bug some people about their myth-history too.

A lot of it seems to be written by the disciples, and I'm not sure I like their perspective.

Actually, if you want to see some of the history of the nightmare, I have a means. I carried some pieces of the dream over. Fair warning, though, the images were disturbing and they only say so much.

Depends on how much of it is relevant these days.
If the dream, or nightmare or whatever, collapsed around everyone and the baby is different now, no telling how much the old information still matters.
No way of knowing either way, I guess.

It may only be of particular value to scholars of history, in the avenue of not repeating it. But it is better to have them than to have a false narrative rise up.

Our needs are a touch more pressing than history however, I think.

Yeah, careful with putting anything before history like that or you might get kicked out of my parents' house.
I guess learning from history matters, sure, fine.
I've got a steel stomach. Let me know what you've got.

Believe me. I'm with your household. It's only survival that puts the history aside for a moment. Never forget your history.

Hmmm. So, if you want food, I've apparently got a lovely batch of mushrooms ready for sautee, but if you want food for the mind, what I currently have are a set of devices with memories storied inside of them. Probably the most valuable may be information about Mother Superior. I believe she may be around here somewhere, and it's wise to be wary of that one, whatever she's calling herself these days.

I meant metaphorically. Not really interested in finding new places to eat, but thanks for the offer.
Mother Superior, huh? Glad to know these Pthumerians are as humble as they are effable.
You got some cliff notes on how Mommy Dearest used to operate?
I assume it was a lot of blood and malice. That seems like it fits a name like that.

Mother Superior was a wretched, violent woman lost in her rage as she was consumed by the remorse for killing her own granddaughter when her powers went out of control. Betrayed by her spouse's mad bids for power, watching the people she swore to protect dying at the hands of monsters conjured by a child's nightmares, she was at her wits end and tried to put her into a coma to figure out how to fix the problem, and killed her.

She snapped and, seeking a target for her rage, blamed those that the child's nightmares had trapped in the dream. She tried to teach us twisted moral lessons at the hands of monsters meant to represent what she saw as our moral weaknesses. She sought to destroy us, to get to what was left of her daughter and 'end it,' not realizing that she'd already killed her years ago.

She was an insane, rabid beast who helped create the madness of the world, and died at the hands of her daughter, only to be reborn again in penance. I'm not sure where she is in this world, not yet anyway, but she's doubtless here.

Be careful. A great deal of rage bubbles beneath that woman's surface.

Huh. Sounds pretty fucked up.
Guess I can see how that kind of thing can break a person, but it doesn't excuse, you know.
Everything else.
Didn't know her, and I don't get involved in family problems anymore, but I don't know if she deserves whatever penance she's getting here.
Sounds like it would be way easier for everyone else if she'd just died.
But since when is the universe set on making stuff easy for us?

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