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Terra
- 9/11/2018 7:01pm

Hello all.
I can't believe it happpened again. I thought i had it under control
It wasnt me who destroyed that universe. Or at least not most of me.
I do not wish to go into much detail, but i hope people can forgive me.
For the trouble it has caused, it has been terminated.
I look forward to meeting everyone and participating in lessons. (If there is anything that i have not have learnt yet).
The only thing i shall tell is that im on a "timer". As the days tick by i get worse and more "corrupted". I managed to slow it down for now, So it should not get that bad for a while.
The thing is, while i do get worse and more uncontrollable overtime, my powers get stronger. or at least it think so.

im just so confused about myself





Fluffball
- 9/11/2018 7:52pm

Dear Terra

I dont want to say much
But i will say one thing.

Remember


From Fluffball





Terra
- 9/11/2018 7:55pm

What do you mean by "remember"?
I dont think I've forgotten anything.

Now that i think about it, the name Fluffball rings a bell....





K.K. Foxhart
- 9/12/2018 4:49pm

A cluster of coincidences, linked only by their resonant impressum and inexplicable occurrence, has led me to a "thin place" in the metaphysical manifold located here, at Psychic High School! The readings are off the charts, and I haven't seen anything like it since Guachimontones in '07. My dimensional dowsing rods are squirming like snakes in my hands.

This is undoubtedly related to the scheduled appearance of the Tappan Zee Minotaur at the upcoming Happy Apple Festival (held each year at the nearby Tri-Cities Fairgrounds). Recent sitings of @The Wayfarer in the region also lead me to believe this entire region is on the cusp of a hyperreal hernia the likes of which we have never seen!

I encourage everyone to ready their ethereal emergency kits and prepare for reality double exposure. I will be setting up a booth in the commons (located near the cafeteria) to provide these supplies at an affordable cost for students and staff alike, while I prepare my instruments and traps for the deluge.

Tally-ho!





Fluffball
- 9/12/2018 5:14pm

Oh No.....
Its already happening.

I didn't think it would happen so soon, but i was wrong...

You may think its bad already.
But its going to get alot worse....

Fluffball





Terra
- 9/12/2018 7:02pm

"!Emergency Transmission!"

"All that are hearing this, Get out of your Galaxies immediately.
Officials have warned that Places such as Universes to Dimensions to Personal Void Spaces alike are of Cosmic Annihilation.
Find somewhere safe as soon as possible, as there is no telling when your own planet will collapse!"

Thats what i heard this very morning. I had stayed in my person void for the night, not having any place to sleep at the school.
I wasted no time, and i packed up immediately.
Once i was in my inter-dimesional teleporter, i saw a shocking sight.
I passed through many ravaged and destoryed universes, ruined by the same thing i been warned about.
Once i got to the school, everyone was in a state of panic. Obviously everyone had heard about the Galactical emergency.
I saw someone was selling things, but i didn't get to see what because it was crowded. Whatever it must be, It seems to be important.





The Wayfarer
- 9/13/2018 2:43pm

Galaxy Marker 6%8D.O@.00#0.&*

Just like ocean voyagers used to find their way by charting the night sky, I too use the stars to navigate. My starmaps would probably confuse most humans and interstellar being, as they combine Earthen and assorted alien constellations with some of my own intricate star patterns. In my (not so) humble opinion, my nine dimensional map is the best way to capture the nine dimensions of the universe - come on, its simple math.

Every since my break on Earth, however, the stars look... different. At first glance they look normal, but staring into space for more than a few wexals (approximately 8 Earth seconds for those unfamiliar with Standard Galactic Time) produces unsettling effects. First, they start to rearrange themselves, blurring their light together and streaking across the sky to create a pattern that resembles words: *REMEMBER*IT'S TIME*REMEMBER*IT'S TIME*.

I have only seen the sky converge to speak to its inhabitants once before, millennia ago. It was so long ago, and I was new to the universe then - it's so hard to remember. Everyone should keep an eye to the stars for more messages.





Terra
- 9/17/2018 4:26am

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ZLZWIYDKQYYDUKETKIRLXHZVDJWJOPLVISVDVITAALHLHRGRBHSJQRTZLKVVKZWZIXQOOWPTJWYFPTQBUBERIAGOIRTPQGYRARLZCJRBBPZJKIQIPTYVPUBESSQITOAJHCQXRAQKIJQVKYSLRPDLUXUDZDBPQAYPLJYQQSLTDLRESNOCRNUSQFJTVLUBVIKTORCDJXABQVSUBQRGUAYOIVRXKCVHTXLAIOFLHEFMWMVKTXMXWCLWPHSPUMLMUTRADMYYARNKQFAMOHOGVWRYLUIWFZJIIBUAASEVFGBFLFUAUHSHLOQFZQUKWCKBPVWUTWEGPYRRGOKFMZUBNGONGGZPCSZHOMEGAQRFZRBOLXKYFUQAUTRMFAQOCFDYWJLCTLLSPHXMLQNWPGUXLIMVDOLARDTPIIDU

(enigma machine cipher, just so you know. try https://www.dcode.fr/enigma-machine-cipher.)





Owwart Hingus 99b
- 9/17/2018 4:14pm

Ohhhhhh munch munch munch mmmmm delicious! Nom nom nom nom.

That inky dark spot you see out of the corner of your eye? The one that is roughly pudgy human shaped, but that no light can escape from? That's me! Munching on the scenery!

Call me Casper the Hungry Ghost if you like, but I'm not dead, no sireee! I get between the cracks in your dimension, in between the walls (especially the 3rd and 4th) and gnaw gnaw gnaw away.

And I'm not the only one! There's LOTS of us, but we're all the same. You can call us the Wandering Terror if you like but that seems overly dramatic. We're just hungry to chew on the walls of your reality. We start chewing the scenery around the edges, then chew holes into it like the film burning out, then we chew away the structures till it all comes down. Then it's time to move on!

This just happens to be your turn because you so TASTY.

so don't mind us!

nom nom nom nom nom





Kimball Star
- 9/18/2018 3:12pm

I learned a lot talking to that nice old man @K.K. Foxhart at his table in the cafeteria. His real job is working at a movie theater but he’s on sabbatical pursuing his hobby—tracking galactical anomalies! Whatever those are. He had lots of cool stuff he said I’d need for the upcoming cataclysm like a silver Reality Coherence Blanket, Quantum Refracting Contact Lenses, and a little device he calls the Hide Me Find Me which he invented himself and says it will help me find what I’m looking for. All together it cost me $20 but I got a commemorative Tappan Zee Minotaur bag with it so that’s cool.





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