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The Wanderer [open post]
The empty world has brought another unsuspecting traveler to it's land, a person who's not really entirely human. Wandering around the lush landscape, and completely unaware of the tree problems, Futomimi is carefully examining the nearby area. Unlike most other people who have come here, the Manikin predicted that such a separation from his world ( Read more... ) -
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There's a house on the edge of a cliff. It's crude, but well done. Logs form the walls, logs that have been split, bark facing out, flat facing in. The logs has been sealed with some sort of sand and sap mixture, leaving the walls textured like stucco. It's the log cabin on crack. Especially in sight of the perfectly maintained, shiny purple ( Read more... ) -
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Her flights over the empty world are...revealing. A giant forest fire, still burning. Signs of life, both indigenous and transplanted. What appear to be buildings in the middle of nowhere, like a giant, old-fashioned library, appearing and disappearing even as she watched. Like the planet is terraforming itself.
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First post for the Library Plot!
It happens suddenly. One moment you're going about your business. The next, you stumble through a portal-- or blink at the wrong time, or fall asleep in the wrong forest clearing-- and by the time you realize what's happened, you're somewhere else ( Read more... ) -
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"Sir, it seems there's been a fatal error with Clone #454 that appears beyond repair. How should we deal with it? Should we break it down for parts?"
"Don't bother. Probably defective and worn-down anyways. Eject it."
"Sir?"
"Toss it to the garbage disposal deck or shoot it out an airlock! I don't care! I'm a busy man! Why are you bothering me ( Read more... ) -
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There's a purple spaceship cruising at a very low altitude on the empty planet. She's only about fifty feet or so off the ground. But that's okay, because the ship is actually very, very quiet. And non-polluting. It's like something out of The Jetsons. Little puffs of steam shaped like rings are all that escape from the exhaust.
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Ever since the...incident that ground his latest megalomaniac endeavors to a halt, Dr. Sloth has had to find a new location to use as his base of operations. One that was outside of Neopia and the space in the planet's immediate vicinity.
Now he's glad he came across this world. Now it has a real use ( Read more... )