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No plot to speak of, but some nice character stuff for Untitled. The log was kindly furnished by Twin; first-person actions are hers, not Un's.
Materi hms, nodding to Squizzle. "Of course, I am, myself, something
like clay.. Would be a great medium for creative expression, but
I've... never thought of much. Nothing that's not imitative, at
least."
Vraiv giggles. ^_^
[OOC] Twin files that thought away for a future TS scene with Materi.
n.n
Untitled nods to Materi. "Nanomaterial IS wonderful for that. I've been
reshaped many times for my appearances."
Karrie says, "To use an archaic term, it is like a domino effect, or
perhaps a snowball effect."
[OOC] Materi says, "Sorry, dear, insufficient penis levels. ^.^"
Materi hmms to Untitled. "Really..? What else have you looked like?"
[OOC] You say, "In me, or you? n.n"
[OOC] Vraiv giggles. ^^
[OOC] Materi says, "Both. ;o)"
Squizzle says, "Much art is imitative to some degree. There was an
artist by the name of... Rene Magritte, if I recall correctly, who made
highly detailed paintings often featuring imitative forms in
combinations that didn't really exist. That couldn't exist."
[OOC] Twin probes Materi with a shaft of distortion. Rowr. (And (her)
collar crackles a little at the overt display of gravity.)
Materi nods to Squizzle. "The creativity there is in the juxtaposition,
and playing with different levels of meaning, yes..." Ve chuckles
dryly. "See, I understand it, and can say that, but can't do it
myself..."
Untitled grins at Materi. "Oh, don't get me STARTED, darling," he
chuckles. "I've been a corpse, a few abstract widgets, a demon, an
angel, a feathery glitter-boy, a woman, a bong..."
[OOC] Materi moans and wriggles. ^.^
Materi chuckles, bits going crystalline, gazing at Untitled.
"Reeaally.. Fascinating.. I wish I could have seen some of that..."
Karrie says, "Surrealism, Squizzle, yes."
Vraiv ooohs at Untitled. "Oh, that's delightful!"
Twin oohs at Untitled. "Can you show us a few?"
Twin giggles.
Squizzle says, "A domino effect? Hm. You wish to avoid the effects of
unrestrained Subjectivity, Karrie? It seems to me that the better
decision would not be outright avoidance, but practice in more moderate
use."
Untitled smiles. "It's like riding a bicycle," he replies. "Now that
I've done them, they're nothing I couldn't do again." After a moment's
pause, he admits, "I've never once been on a bicycle, but that's what
they say." He takes a little bow to Vraiv. "Why, thank you! They
weren't my ideas, though; I'm only the medium."
Squizzle says, "Before you walk, you have to learn to fall."
Squizzle says, "Er, to *crawl*. Excuse me. To *crawl*."
Untitled grins at Twin. "Any particular requests?"
Vraiv says, "Falling is important to know how to do."
Vraiv says, "I want to see the woman, then the feathery glitter boy!"
You say, "I want to see the angel. I don't know what one of those is!"
Jeremy says, "Depends on who you ask."
Materi looks to Twin. "You understand 'demon', but not 'angel'?
They're usually considered opposite..."
Karrie says, "An angel is a benevolent spirit."
You say, "I don't know what a demon is, either."
Twin smiles.
Vraiv says, "And a demon is, conversely, a malevolent spirit."
Untitled nods. "Well and good! Do give me a moment, though. Simple
things like stretching my arms out, those are easy, but dramatic
changes in my shape are quite trying, even ones I've done before."
Karrie smiles, "Angels are normally depicted with wings and a circlet
of light surrounding their heads.
Materi ahs, and nods. "Well, I think I'd be happy to see any of them.
Except perhaps the first one. Seems a bit disturbing."
Vraiv says, "Well, it varies by culture."
Jeremy nods.
Jeremy says, "Babylonian mythology depicted angels as having six wings."
Vraiv says, "And some were wheels of fire!"
Jeremy says, "...two up, two down, and two to shield themselves from
the radioactive emissions from God."
Untitled smiles. "The easiest one first." He closes transparent lids
over his LEDspheres, the lights going out behind, and raises one foot,
bracing it against the opposite calf. His arms then stretch out to
either side, not quite horizontal...angled just a bit downward. Slowly,
his body begins to grow, stretching vertically at first, then filling
out in mass to stay proportional. His wrap floats up somewhat,
spreading around and fluttering as if blown by a ground-level
updraft...
Vraiv oohs, looking on with open wonder.
Jeremy watches Untitled grow before his eyes. o.o
Untitled's eyelids rise again, and his LEDs flash on at maximum
intensity. Slowly, starting vague and gradually gaining form and
detail, broad wings emerge from his back, sweeping downward to
partially wrap his form. The blue-lit nanomaterial composing them fills
with lines and texture suggesting feathers. Finally, his lighting array
reconfigures a bit, bringing a pair of tubes right up into his head,
behind his eyes. They filter golden, casting a sphere of yellow light
around his face.
Karrie is very impressed.
Vraiv says, "Ooh, lovely!"
Vraiv is also very impressed.
Twin watches, fascinated...
Untitled stares straight ahead for a moment, then cracks a grin.
"There's the angel. And may I say, standing on one foot for all of a
several-day show made me glad I don't have a muscular structure."
You say, "Is that the demon?"
Twin giggles. "Oh!"
Materi mmmms, appreciative. "Very, very nice..." Ve chuckles, and
nods. "Were you allowed to talk?"
Vraiv says, "Demons are usually slightly more... fearsome."
Karrie says, "Oh, I'm terribly sorry, it appears I must go..."
Ake climbs out from the hole at the base of the cube tree.
Ake has arrived.
Squizzle says, "Fare well, Karrie."
Jeremy says, "Ake's a demon."
Karrie's body waves.
Squizzle says, "And hello, Ake."
Jeremy says, "Aren't you, Ake?"
Untitled waves to Karrie, and to Ake, for opposite reasons!
Karrie disappears down the hole at the base of the cube tree.
Karrie has left.
Untitled smiles at Materi. "In this case, only to sing. Much better
than I can sing normally, by the way. The artist had me swallow a
voicebox, which was an interesting experience."
Squizzle looks up at Untitled's angelic form. "Quite an impressive
change, indeed. I'm curious as to how you learnt the different forms."
Twin thinks a moment, oddly curious about the idea angels. And wings
sprout from (her) body in the rippling of fractals common to (her)
appearances and vanishments. Two of feathers, rippling with inclusions
of plasma. Two of stretched membrane, only half opaque. And two of
swirling energy fields. Each spread wide. Otherwise (she) remains
unchanged. (Her) monstery aspect leaves it unclear if (she) is angel,
demon, or something combined.
Coalesce climbs out from the hole at the base of the cube tree.
Coalesce has arrived.
Squizzle says, "Hello, Coalesce."
Ake looks at his own tattered wings, decides everyone is ripping him
off.
Coalesce says, "Heya. "
Vraiv claps with delight as Twin reforms!
Ake claws his way grumpily into the tree.
Untitled bows to Squizzle. "Thank you! As for learning, it depended on
the artist. Sometimes sketches, sometimes models, sometimes verbal
direction, sometimes a combination. One tried to manipulate my
programming directly, but that didn't work out." He oohs at Twin,
breaking his pose to applaud!
Materi nods and waves to Coalesce cheerfully, then turns back to
Untitled
Squizzle says, "It didn't work out? I presume that wasn't D, then."
Twin hms. "Is this an angel, as well? I'm not sure..."
Vraiv says, "It's certainly lovely!"
Untitled says, "It wasn't, no. D's knowledge of old technology and
languages was important in her ability to work with me. Specialization
and whatnot."
Vraiv says, "Try shifting all of your reflected light to approximately
[wavelength of golden yellow]."
Coalesce glances at Twin. "Angel?"
Twin grins over at Untitled. "And I think I know why you keep more
mundane shape... it's what you *are*, isn't it? This is pretty, but it
doesn't feel quite... *me*."
Untitled takes a deep breath, then returns to his original shape, much
more quickly than he changed from it...it looks like it's easier for
him. He nods to Twin. "That, and keeping a different shape is rather
draining for me. It requires a great deal of real-time calculation,
whereas my original form is hardcoded...I get it for free, as the
programmers say."
Coalesce glances between Untitled and Twin. "Are those what angels look
like, then...I thought they would be...different."
Vraiv says, "I've never met one, myself."
Twin nods. "I've become used to my normal shape. This feels strange. I
could get used to it, I'm sure, but it needs much more attention to
keep."
Materi smiles to Twin, and nods. "I know that feeling too... Somewhat,
at least... I find it a bit different for me... Despite the fact I had
this form first, and it is more flexible, and it takes effort to form
into the more... realistic one, I find that to feel more like 'myself'
than this does.
Ake spreads his wings and croaks. "Angers ah pussies."
Untitled smiles at Twin. "As to that shape you've taken, interestingly,
I think you could pass for angel OR demon that way, or perhaps both.
You're very pretty, yet, demons can be quite seductive..."
Vraiv says, "I've never seen a feline angle!"
Squizzle says, "It depends on cultural norms and personal ideas,
Coalesce. What sort of ideas did you have?"
Twin grins down at Vraiv, and does: ripples of golden light flow over
(her) dark form, shimmering and fluttering, sometimes yellower,
sometimes oranger, sometimes purer. Occasional ripples of plasma-state
flow through (her), the colors the same.
Materi nods to Untitled. "Ah, yes, that I understand.. This is my
hard-coded form, even if I like the other better, for some reason."
Untitled stretches for a moment. "Ah...now then, the female form. The
artist for this one was, I believe, from my Earth, because he wanted me
to reproduce a famous work that I recognized immediately in my own
knowledge base. It's a sort of high-tech remake of an ancient classic."
Coalesce stretches his arm out and flexes it backward a little,
seemingly imitating a downward stroke of a wing. He glances up to
Squizzle. "I don't know if I could explain it. My collection of images
that come up with the word are jumbled, associative with cohesive light
and extreme serenity..."
Twin thinks a bit more on that. "I think I'd rather be neither. I've
already refused to be a goddess this week."
Vraiv says, "Go with good ol' Twin, then."
Vraiv watches Untitled with delight.
Twin sinks to the ground again, wings vanishing, resuming (her) normal
dark hues.
Jeremy watches the general show with... some amusement? Did someone
hit him on the head?
Twin grins, and watches Untitled.
Squizzle nods to Coalesce. (It's sitting on a ring and likely below,
not above, Coalesce.) "So it's more of a psychological concept for you
than a physical form? I guess that's not such a surprise, considering
your own physical form is so malleable."
[OOC] Materi says, "We've secretly replaced Jeremy's FoxChow with new
FoxChow plus Prozac! Let's see if anyone notices. ^.^"
Coalesce smiles to Twin, giving her an appraising glance. "It's funny,
Twin...I never thought I'd see a being normally notorious for keeping
light trying to imitate one that gives freely of light. "
[OOC] Vraiv giggles. ^^
Twin smiles at Coalesce. "I don't believe I'm a typical singularity."
[OOC] Jeremy mmmmrs. Happy for no reason. n.n
[OOC] Twin grabs Jeremy and dances for a bit!
[OOC] Jeremy is all floppy and boneless when danced with.
[OOC] Twin manipulates floppyfox with careful gravity fields,
marionetteing him as (she) dances with him!
Coalesce grins. "Very true. And if I spent the time to recount all the
things I never thought I'd see...I'd be here until the Mess folds up
its bags and returns to nothingness.
[OOC] Jeremy flop flop flops.
[OOC] Ake sits on Jeremy's head and bops him in the nose with his
shakujo-butt.
Untitled closes/douses his eyes again, and concentrates. He grows
somewhat smaller this time, and his body begins to shift into a more
feminine shape; hips widen, muscles lessen, smallish breasts develop
from a narrowed chest. His muzzle also shortens a bit. From the back of
his head, long streamers, almost waterfall-like, extend to simulate
hair. He gathers a bit of it in his...HER left hand, and conceals
herself with it just as her wrap falls away from her hips. Her right
hand, meanwhile, moves to cover her breasts as her legs settle into a
relaxed, almost lazy stance. Finally, the fallen wrap spreads out
beneath her feet; the corners draw up, scallop at the edges, and
ultimately form some sort of giant seashell as a platform.
Coalesce says, "Squizzle...it is psychological concepts that interest
me, yes. I can't help it. Something makes me think I was once rather
fond of wings..."
Untitled opens her eyes, and stares ahead peacefully, head slightly
tilted.
[OOC] Coalesce wants to provide a breeze to send Untitled across a sea.
Vraiv says, "It seems... familiar. I like it."
Ake flapflapflaps. He seems to want attention. Sort of.
Jeremy says, "Oh, that's Venus. Or Aphrodite."
Materi watches Untitled thoughtfully. "Ah, a very nice work. Shapely,
artistic..." Ve nods.
Jeremy says, "The Goddess of Love."
Materi keeps looking. "Though somehow I still prefer your normal form.
Not sure why."
You say, "Oooooh."
You say, "Rhythmic and curvaceous..."
[OOC] You say, "'cause Materi likes the boys? n.n"
Squizzle looks up at Untitled, and bows low. "Madam, I am overwhelmed."
Ake gives up and leans against the tree, glaring surlishy at
Botticelli's Untitled.
Untitled smiles at Jeremy. "Quite so. _The Birth of Venus_,
Botticelli." She lampblushes at Materi's statement of preference, and
synths (in a very different voice), "I take that as quite the
compliment!"
Coalesce watches Ake curiously.
[OOC] Materi says, "Oh, now how would that happen? ^.^"
[OOC] Vraiv giggles.
Untitled turns a VERY bright blue at Squizzle's praise.
Coalesce gets distracted by the flash of blue.
Materi sparkles lightly in response to Untitled's happiness. "I do
like it, certainly."
Untitled is suddenly reminded of Coalesce's light-related tendencies,
and turns it down a bit! "Beg pardon!"
Squizzle stands up straight again, its uniform somehow looking less
marching-band-like and more German-military, its whiskers somehow
having arranged themselves into a moustache waxed to points and a
goatee. "But allow me to say that you excel in beauty even the
magnificent Catherine the Great of Russia..." It offers a paper rose.
"... whose hand in marriage I once had the honour to decline."
Vraiv tilts her head?
Jeremy sniggers.
[OOC] You say, "<3 Munchausen!"
Untitled grins, and curtsies gracefully to Squizzle, accepting the rose
with a delicate touch. She tucks it into the shimmery "hair" behind one
ear.
[OOC] Jeremy says, "Your reality, sir, is lies and balderdash and I'm
delighted to say that I have no grasp of it whatsoever!"
Flyte climbs out from the hole at the base of the cube tree.
Flyte has arrived.
[OOC] Coalesce hmmph, the one of few Gilliam films yet to see.
Flyte yawns and waves. He just mostly came by to say goodnight..
Untitled steps from the silver shell, reaches down and grabs an edge,
then shakes it vigorously. The material blurs, and turns back into
Untitled's usual wrap. She...HE melts quickly back to normal,
inadvertently flashing the park for a moment before remembering to
fasten his shift back on.
Vraiv says, "Goodnight!"
Untitled waves to Flyte. "Sweet dreams!"
Vraiv giggles at Untitled's brief immodesty.
Flyte murmurs, "...yes, thank you, Untitled.."
Twin waves at what (she)'s reluctantly starting to think of as (her)
priest sometimes. "Sweet dreams, Flyte!"
Twin ogles Untitled. n.n
Squizzle blinks a few times, then shake-shake-shakes itself. Just your
garden-variety semi-anthropomorphic albino squirrel in a gawdy uniform.
"Oh? Good night, Flyte."
Flyte gives a little bow to the one who he thinks of (to himself, so as
not annoy Her) as his Mate-Goddess. =)
[OOC] Squizzle says, "Oh gawd. I meant gaUdy."
Untitled now has Squizzle's rose stuck in his head, by the way. Oh,
well, he'll notice eventually.
Jeremy smirks. n.n
Flyte smells slightly of the intoxicants in a BottomWarp bar, where he
was doing a little educational observation. He probably shouldn't have
breathed so deep, though. =)
Coalesce hmphs a little bit as Untitled turns his intensity back down.
But he applauds lightly for the performance.
Flyte murmurs, "..mm, goodnight, Twin. Thank you.."
Jeremy curls up next to the tree, seeming to be sated.
Coalesce nods his head back and forth, bobbing a little.
Untitled suddenly remembers the nature of his final request, and
politely lowers his lights a bit before dropping his shift again,
leaving him bare-glassed as he begins to shift again. His height stays
the same this time, while his mass decreases slightly, while the detail
and definition of his simulated musculature grows more pronounced. Once
again, ribbons of gel-like simhair develop from the curve of his head,
but take a shorter (just shoulder-length), spikier shape this time.
Then, in a new kind of touch, a whispered request to the Mess system
causes a costume to begin its slow instantiation right AROUND his body:
shiny black platform boots, ultratight black bodysuit, bondage belt, a
high collar of HUGE, shiny black feathers around the back of the
low-cut chest-baring neck like a built-in boa. His lights turn up again
from inside the pseudo-catsuit, and begin to cycle through every
imaginable color, slowly, then rapidly...highlighting a sprinkling of
crystalline glitter throughout his chest and face that seems to
have appeared all at once.
Untitled smiles lasciviously, and growls, "Ladies, gentlemen and
others, the Thin Transparent Duke."
[OOC] Materi says, "<3 <3 <3!"
[OOC] Jeremy doesn't get it. c.c . o O ( ? )
You say, "Oooh, that's niiice."
You say, "Something in my matter self wants to leap on you and, ummm..."
You say, "I'm not quite sure."
Materi watches, appreciatively, missing many of the references,
certainly, but sparkliness and color are very much vis style. Ve
stares, shamelessly.
Jeremy is mesmerized by the soft glow of electric sex in the window.
Ake just glares some more, ruffling with childish jealousy.
Vraiv has disconnected.
Untitled bows. "Thank you again!" He winks a LED at Twin, and mrrs,
"This WAS one of my more interactive gigs, you know. I was encouraged
to get slinky on the patrons. A good time was had by all, I'm delighted
to report!"
Materi hmmms, and headtilts. "Slinky?"
You say, "The word 'rake' comes to mind, somehow."
Squizzle says, "'Thin Transparent Duke'? That title brings... memories
to my mind, but somehow more musical than interactive."
Ake sniffs. "Wrong gahden imprement."
Jeremy says, "More like a hoe?"
Ake titters. "Maybe."
Jeremy giggles with Ake. Earth people. Who can figure them out?
Untitled struts over to Materi, and promptly presses his body to vers,
tucking in his hips especially tight. His arms encircle ver, one around
the waist, one around the neck and shoulders. "Slinky," he confirms
huskily.
[OOC] Jeremy says, "Roll to prevent melting, Materi."
Coalesce plays idly with an instantiated loose coiled wire, bouncing it
from hand to hand.
[OOC] Untitled DIES re: Coalesce.
Materi mrrrrms, and fills out into full realistic furred body at the
first touch, all the better to be.. slinked at. Ve pressed back to
Untitled with a happy sound, fur sparkling brightly. "Ah..." ve
manages weakly.
Ake loses a few feathers, which float down and land near/on Jeremy.
They seem to be duller and scruffier than usual. In fact, all of him
does.
Twin watches the performance happily.
Flyte grooms tiredly.
[OOC] Jeremy says, "It's fun for a boy or a boy! :)"
[OOC] Flyte murmurs, "Or a ver or a xe or a ..."
Twin looks at Ake as his feathers flutter off. "Ake? Are you still
pining for mountains?"
Untitled kisses Materi softly, and rrs, "I'll remember you like this
one, darling." He glances over at Twin, grinning. "And you too. Someday
it might be fun to find out just what you'd do after leaping on me,
mm?"
Jeremy is well aware of Ake's slow, agonizing spiral towards oblivion,
but can do nothing about it. u.u
Ake grumfs and huddles up against the trunk.
Twin smiles at Untitled. "I'm sure I'll figure something out. There's
always experimenting."
Squizzle watches Untitled's movements. "Very... somehow 'lifelike'
doesn't seem intellectually honest. Very *alive*."
You say, "I wonder if Nikolai's still working on his plan to get you
some mountans..."
Ake snorts. "He probabry fohget when he catch bubbahvirus."
Materi smiles and nods a bit to Untitled, though vis face and body are
clouded by a bit of confusion too, not quote sure of the origin of vis
own reaction. Ve gives the other a hug back, deciding to stay in nice
solid form.
Coalesce says, "He does seem rather forgetful. "
Jeremy says, "Try coughing on his as a subtle hint."
Coalesce says, "The few times I've run into him, he's been to
preoccupied. "
Squizzle says, "Preferably a cough of the productive sort."
Untitled smiles at Squizzle. "A very high compliment indeed,
considering my aspirations. Thank you!" He returns his attention to
Materi then, lowering his muzzle and nibbling affectionately at the
side of ver neck.
Flyte gives a tired wave and heads off, hopefully to really sleep this
time.
Flyte has left.
Vraiv is automatically deleted to free up local space.
Vraiv has left.
Jeremy yawns and decided to nap. Lazy fox.
Jeremy goes home.
Jeremy has left.
[OOC] Squizzle says, "I'd just like to point out that on
WHO/3who/whodo/whatever, we have three characters with three-letter
names in a row. =)"
Materi mmmphs and arches vis neck, smiling and leaning lightly on
Untitled.
[OOC] You say, "It probably looks more significant in a fixed-width
font."
[OOC] Materi says, "Now where's Mel when you need him? ;o)"
Xia climbs out from the hole at the base of the cube tree.
Xia has arrived.
Xia waves to everyone
Untitled gives Materi's throat a long, playful lick, then murmurs
apologetically, "I really ought to turn in, myself." Teasingly, he
adds, "But I'd be happy to wear this for you again sometime..." To the
others, he synths, "Thank you all for the chance to play with shape
again, and for all your kind words about it."
[OOC] Squizzle says, "Yes, but Squizzle is a toy for rich kids, it's
SUPPOSED to be dehumanised/objectified. =)"
[OOC] Materi nods. 'It' works okay for Squizzle, but not really the
rest of us. :o)
[OOC] Materi just HAD to pick an obscure one, though, apparently. ;o)
[OOC] Ake could be an it. Probably.
Squizzle nods. "I imagine those must require some amount of effort to
maintain, Untitled. Good night."
[OOC] You say, "I saw the picture of you in undies, Ake. n.n"
Xia nods. "Goodnight."
Materi mmmms and nods to Untitled. "Thank you for showing us, too... I
think there's still a few others I'd like to see too!"
Twin curtseys to Untitled. "Sweet dreams!"
[OOC] Ake cry. "She make my head too smarr!"
Materi smiles. "G'night for now, though..." Ve gives Untitled another
hug.
[OOC] Ake OvO. Both of them.
[OOC] Twin gives (her) player a dangerous look for an OOC pose (she)
nearly made.
Untitled happily hugs Materi back, and grins. "I'm always happy to take
requests, including new ones. 'Til then, dear!"
Untitled disappears down the hole at the base of the cube tree.
Untitled has left.
Materi hms, nodding to Squizzle. "Of course, I am, myself, something
like clay.. Would be a great medium for creative expression, but
I've... never thought of much. Nothing that's not imitative, at
least."
Vraiv giggles. ^_^
[OOC] Twin files that thought away for a future TS scene with Materi.
n.n
Untitled nods to Materi. "Nanomaterial IS wonderful for that. I've been
reshaped many times for my appearances."
Karrie says, "To use an archaic term, it is like a domino effect, or
perhaps a snowball effect."
[OOC] Materi says, "Sorry, dear, insufficient penis levels. ^.^"
Materi hmms to Untitled. "Really..? What else have you looked like?"
[OOC] You say, "In me, or you? n.n"
[OOC] Vraiv giggles. ^^
[OOC] Materi says, "Both. ;o)"
Squizzle says, "Much art is imitative to some degree. There was an
artist by the name of... Rene Magritte, if I recall correctly, who made
highly detailed paintings often featuring imitative forms in
combinations that didn't really exist. That couldn't exist."
[OOC] Twin probes Materi with a shaft of distortion. Rowr. (And (her)
collar crackles a little at the overt display of gravity.)
Materi nods to Squizzle. "The creativity there is in the juxtaposition,
and playing with different levels of meaning, yes..." Ve chuckles
dryly. "See, I understand it, and can say that, but can't do it
myself..."
Untitled grins at Materi. "Oh, don't get me STARTED, darling," he
chuckles. "I've been a corpse, a few abstract widgets, a demon, an
angel, a feathery glitter-boy, a woman, a bong..."
[OOC] Materi moans and wriggles. ^.^
Materi chuckles, bits going crystalline, gazing at Untitled.
"Reeaally.. Fascinating.. I wish I could have seen some of that..."
Karrie says, "Surrealism, Squizzle, yes."
Vraiv ooohs at Untitled. "Oh, that's delightful!"
Twin oohs at Untitled. "Can you show us a few?"
Twin giggles.
Squizzle says, "A domino effect? Hm. You wish to avoid the effects of
unrestrained Subjectivity, Karrie? It seems to me that the better
decision would not be outright avoidance, but practice in more moderate
use."
Untitled smiles. "It's like riding a bicycle," he replies. "Now that
I've done them, they're nothing I couldn't do again." After a moment's
pause, he admits, "I've never once been on a bicycle, but that's what
they say." He takes a little bow to Vraiv. "Why, thank you! They
weren't my ideas, though; I'm only the medium."
Squizzle says, "Before you walk, you have to learn to fall."
Squizzle says, "Er, to *crawl*. Excuse me. To *crawl*."
Untitled grins at Twin. "Any particular requests?"
Vraiv says, "Falling is important to know how to do."
Vraiv says, "I want to see the woman, then the feathery glitter boy!"
You say, "I want to see the angel. I don't know what one of those is!"
Jeremy says, "Depends on who you ask."
Materi looks to Twin. "You understand 'demon', but not 'angel'?
They're usually considered opposite..."
Karrie says, "An angel is a benevolent spirit."
You say, "I don't know what a demon is, either."
Twin smiles.
Vraiv says, "And a demon is, conversely, a malevolent spirit."
Untitled nods. "Well and good! Do give me a moment, though. Simple
things like stretching my arms out, those are easy, but dramatic
changes in my shape are quite trying, even ones I've done before."
Karrie smiles, "Angels are normally depicted with wings and a circlet
of light surrounding their heads.
Materi ahs, and nods. "Well, I think I'd be happy to see any of them.
Except perhaps the first one. Seems a bit disturbing."
Vraiv says, "Well, it varies by culture."
Jeremy nods.
Jeremy says, "Babylonian mythology depicted angels as having six wings."
Vraiv says, "And some were wheels of fire!"
Jeremy says, "...two up, two down, and two to shield themselves from
the radioactive emissions from God."
Untitled smiles. "The easiest one first." He closes transparent lids
over his LEDspheres, the lights going out behind, and raises one foot,
bracing it against the opposite calf. His arms then stretch out to
either side, not quite horizontal...angled just a bit downward. Slowly,
his body begins to grow, stretching vertically at first, then filling
out in mass to stay proportional. His wrap floats up somewhat,
spreading around and fluttering as if blown by a ground-level
updraft...
Vraiv oohs, looking on with open wonder.
Jeremy watches Untitled grow before his eyes. o.o
Untitled's eyelids rise again, and his LEDs flash on at maximum
intensity. Slowly, starting vague and gradually gaining form and
detail, broad wings emerge from his back, sweeping downward to
partially wrap his form. The blue-lit nanomaterial composing them fills
with lines and texture suggesting feathers. Finally, his lighting array
reconfigures a bit, bringing a pair of tubes right up into his head,
behind his eyes. They filter golden, casting a sphere of yellow light
around his face.
Karrie is very impressed.
Vraiv says, "Ooh, lovely!"
Vraiv is also very impressed.
Twin watches, fascinated...
Untitled stares straight ahead for a moment, then cracks a grin.
"There's the angel. And may I say, standing on one foot for all of a
several-day show made me glad I don't have a muscular structure."
You say, "Is that the demon?"
Twin giggles. "Oh!"
Materi mmmms, appreciative. "Very, very nice..." Ve chuckles, and
nods. "Were you allowed to talk?"
Vraiv says, "Demons are usually slightly more... fearsome."
Karrie says, "Oh, I'm terribly sorry, it appears I must go..."
Ake climbs out from the hole at the base of the cube tree.
Ake has arrived.
Squizzle says, "Fare well, Karrie."
Jeremy says, "Ake's a demon."
Karrie's body waves.
Squizzle says, "And hello, Ake."
Jeremy says, "Aren't you, Ake?"
Untitled waves to Karrie, and to Ake, for opposite reasons!
Karrie disappears down the hole at the base of the cube tree.
Karrie has left.
Untitled smiles at Materi. "In this case, only to sing. Much better
than I can sing normally, by the way. The artist had me swallow a
voicebox, which was an interesting experience."
Squizzle looks up at Untitled's angelic form. "Quite an impressive
change, indeed. I'm curious as to how you learnt the different forms."
Twin thinks a moment, oddly curious about the idea angels. And wings
sprout from (her) body in the rippling of fractals common to (her)
appearances and vanishments. Two of feathers, rippling with inclusions
of plasma. Two of stretched membrane, only half opaque. And two of
swirling energy fields. Each spread wide. Otherwise (she) remains
unchanged. (Her) monstery aspect leaves it unclear if (she) is angel,
demon, or something combined.
Coalesce climbs out from the hole at the base of the cube tree.
Coalesce has arrived.
Squizzle says, "Hello, Coalesce."
Ake looks at his own tattered wings, decides everyone is ripping him
off.
Coalesce says, "Heya. "
Vraiv claps with delight as Twin reforms!
Ake claws his way grumpily into the tree.
Untitled bows to Squizzle. "Thank you! As for learning, it depended on
the artist. Sometimes sketches, sometimes models, sometimes verbal
direction, sometimes a combination. One tried to manipulate my
programming directly, but that didn't work out." He oohs at Twin,
breaking his pose to applaud!
Materi nods and waves to Coalesce cheerfully, then turns back to
Untitled
Squizzle says, "It didn't work out? I presume that wasn't D, then."
Twin hms. "Is this an angel, as well? I'm not sure..."
Vraiv says, "It's certainly lovely!"
Untitled says, "It wasn't, no. D's knowledge of old technology and
languages was important in her ability to work with me. Specialization
and whatnot."
Vraiv says, "Try shifting all of your reflected light to approximately
[wavelength of golden yellow]."
Coalesce glances at Twin. "Angel?"
Twin grins over at Untitled. "And I think I know why you keep more
mundane shape... it's what you *are*, isn't it? This is pretty, but it
doesn't feel quite... *me*."
Untitled takes a deep breath, then returns to his original shape, much
more quickly than he changed from it...it looks like it's easier for
him. He nods to Twin. "That, and keeping a different shape is rather
draining for me. It requires a great deal of real-time calculation,
whereas my original form is hardcoded...I get it for free, as the
programmers say."
Coalesce glances between Untitled and Twin. "Are those what angels look
like, then...I thought they would be...different."
Vraiv says, "I've never met one, myself."
Twin nods. "I've become used to my normal shape. This feels strange. I
could get used to it, I'm sure, but it needs much more attention to
keep."
Materi smiles to Twin, and nods. "I know that feeling too... Somewhat,
at least... I find it a bit different for me... Despite the fact I had
this form first, and it is more flexible, and it takes effort to form
into the more... realistic one, I find that to feel more like 'myself'
than this does.
Ake spreads his wings and croaks. "Angers ah pussies."
Untitled smiles at Twin. "As to that shape you've taken, interestingly,
I think you could pass for angel OR demon that way, or perhaps both.
You're very pretty, yet, demons can be quite seductive..."
Vraiv says, "I've never seen a feline angle!"
Squizzle says, "It depends on cultural norms and personal ideas,
Coalesce. What sort of ideas did you have?"
Twin grins down at Vraiv, and does: ripples of golden light flow over
(her) dark form, shimmering and fluttering, sometimes yellower,
sometimes oranger, sometimes purer. Occasional ripples of plasma-state
flow through (her), the colors the same.
Materi nods to Untitled. "Ah, yes, that I understand.. This is my
hard-coded form, even if I like the other better, for some reason."
Untitled stretches for a moment. "Ah...now then, the female form. The
artist for this one was, I believe, from my Earth, because he wanted me
to reproduce a famous work that I recognized immediately in my own
knowledge base. It's a sort of high-tech remake of an ancient classic."
Coalesce stretches his arm out and flexes it backward a little,
seemingly imitating a downward stroke of a wing. He glances up to
Squizzle. "I don't know if I could explain it. My collection of images
that come up with the word are jumbled, associative with cohesive light
and extreme serenity..."
Twin thinks a bit more on that. "I think I'd rather be neither. I've
already refused to be a goddess this week."
Vraiv says, "Go with good ol' Twin, then."
Vraiv watches Untitled with delight.
Twin sinks to the ground again, wings vanishing, resuming (her) normal
dark hues.
Jeremy watches the general show with... some amusement? Did someone
hit him on the head?
Twin grins, and watches Untitled.
Squizzle nods to Coalesce. (It's sitting on a ring and likely below,
not above, Coalesce.) "So it's more of a psychological concept for you
than a physical form? I guess that's not such a surprise, considering
your own physical form is so malleable."
[OOC] Materi says, "We've secretly replaced Jeremy's FoxChow with new
FoxChow plus Prozac! Let's see if anyone notices. ^.^"
Coalesce smiles to Twin, giving her an appraising glance. "It's funny,
Twin...I never thought I'd see a being normally notorious for keeping
light trying to imitate one that gives freely of light. "
[OOC] Vraiv giggles. ^^
Twin smiles at Coalesce. "I don't believe I'm a typical singularity."
[OOC] Jeremy mmmmrs. Happy for no reason. n.n
[OOC] Twin grabs Jeremy and dances for a bit!
[OOC] Jeremy is all floppy and boneless when danced with.
[OOC] Twin manipulates floppyfox with careful gravity fields,
marionetteing him as (she) dances with him!
Coalesce grins. "Very true. And if I spent the time to recount all the
things I never thought I'd see...I'd be here until the Mess folds up
its bags and returns to nothingness.
[OOC] Jeremy flop flop flops.
[OOC] Ake sits on Jeremy's head and bops him in the nose with his
shakujo-butt.
Untitled closes/douses his eyes again, and concentrates. He grows
somewhat smaller this time, and his body begins to shift into a more
feminine shape; hips widen, muscles lessen, smallish breasts develop
from a narrowed chest. His muzzle also shortens a bit. From the back of
his head, long streamers, almost waterfall-like, extend to simulate
hair. He gathers a bit of it in his...HER left hand, and conceals
herself with it just as her wrap falls away from her hips. Her right
hand, meanwhile, moves to cover her breasts as her legs settle into a
relaxed, almost lazy stance. Finally, the fallen wrap spreads out
beneath her feet; the corners draw up, scallop at the edges, and
ultimately form some sort of giant seashell as a platform.
Coalesce says, "Squizzle...it is psychological concepts that interest
me, yes. I can't help it. Something makes me think I was once rather
fond of wings..."
Untitled opens her eyes, and stares ahead peacefully, head slightly
tilted.
[OOC] Coalesce wants to provide a breeze to send Untitled across a sea.
Vraiv says, "It seems... familiar. I like it."
Ake flapflapflaps. He seems to want attention. Sort of.
Jeremy says, "Oh, that's Venus. Or Aphrodite."
Materi watches Untitled thoughtfully. "Ah, a very nice work. Shapely,
artistic..." Ve nods.
Jeremy says, "The Goddess of Love."
Materi keeps looking. "Though somehow I still prefer your normal form.
Not sure why."
You say, "Oooooh."
You say, "Rhythmic and curvaceous..."
[OOC] You say, "'cause Materi likes the boys? n.n"
Squizzle looks up at Untitled, and bows low. "Madam, I am overwhelmed."
Ake gives up and leans against the tree, glaring surlishy at
Botticelli's Untitled.
Untitled smiles at Jeremy. "Quite so. _The Birth of Venus_,
Botticelli." She lampblushes at Materi's statement of preference, and
synths (in a very different voice), "I take that as quite the
compliment!"
Coalesce watches Ake curiously.
[OOC] Materi says, "Oh, now how would that happen? ^.^"
[OOC] Vraiv giggles.
Untitled turns a VERY bright blue at Squizzle's praise.
Coalesce gets distracted by the flash of blue.
Materi sparkles lightly in response to Untitled's happiness. "I do
like it, certainly."
Untitled is suddenly reminded of Coalesce's light-related tendencies,
and turns it down a bit! "Beg pardon!"
Squizzle stands up straight again, its uniform somehow looking less
marching-band-like and more German-military, its whiskers somehow
having arranged themselves into a moustache waxed to points and a
goatee. "But allow me to say that you excel in beauty even the
magnificent Catherine the Great of Russia..." It offers a paper rose.
"... whose hand in marriage I once had the honour to decline."
Vraiv tilts her head?
Jeremy sniggers.
[OOC] You say, "<3 Munchausen!"
Untitled grins, and curtsies gracefully to Squizzle, accepting the rose
with a delicate touch. She tucks it into the shimmery "hair" behind one
ear.
[OOC] Jeremy says, "Your reality, sir, is lies and balderdash and I'm
delighted to say that I have no grasp of it whatsoever!"
Flyte climbs out from the hole at the base of the cube tree.
Flyte has arrived.
[OOC] Coalesce hmmph, the one of few Gilliam films yet to see.
Flyte yawns and waves. He just mostly came by to say goodnight..
Untitled steps from the silver shell, reaches down and grabs an edge,
then shakes it vigorously. The material blurs, and turns back into
Untitled's usual wrap. She...HE melts quickly back to normal,
inadvertently flashing the park for a moment before remembering to
fasten his shift back on.
Vraiv says, "Goodnight!"
Untitled waves to Flyte. "Sweet dreams!"
Vraiv giggles at Untitled's brief immodesty.
Flyte murmurs, "...yes, thank you, Untitled.."
Twin waves at what (she)'s reluctantly starting to think of as (her)
priest sometimes. "Sweet dreams, Flyte!"
Twin ogles Untitled. n.n
Squizzle blinks a few times, then shake-shake-shakes itself. Just your
garden-variety semi-anthropomorphic albino squirrel in a gawdy uniform.
"Oh? Good night, Flyte."
Flyte gives a little bow to the one who he thinks of (to himself, so as
not annoy Her) as his Mate-Goddess. =)
[OOC] Squizzle says, "Oh gawd. I meant gaUdy."
Untitled now has Squizzle's rose stuck in his head, by the way. Oh,
well, he'll notice eventually.
Jeremy smirks. n.n
Flyte smells slightly of the intoxicants in a BottomWarp bar, where he
was doing a little educational observation. He probably shouldn't have
breathed so deep, though. =)
Coalesce hmphs a little bit as Untitled turns his intensity back down.
But he applauds lightly for the performance.
Flyte murmurs, "..mm, goodnight, Twin. Thank you.."
Jeremy curls up next to the tree, seeming to be sated.
Coalesce nods his head back and forth, bobbing a little.
Untitled suddenly remembers the nature of his final request, and
politely lowers his lights a bit before dropping his shift again,
leaving him bare-glassed as he begins to shift again. His height stays
the same this time, while his mass decreases slightly, while the detail
and definition of his simulated musculature grows more pronounced. Once
again, ribbons of gel-like simhair develop from the curve of his head,
but take a shorter (just shoulder-length), spikier shape this time.
Then, in a new kind of touch, a whispered request to the Mess system
causes a costume to begin its slow instantiation right AROUND his body:
shiny black platform boots, ultratight black bodysuit, bondage belt, a
high collar of HUGE, shiny black feathers around the back of the
low-cut chest-baring neck like a built-in boa. His lights turn up again
from inside the pseudo-catsuit, and begin to cycle through every
imaginable color, slowly, then rapidly...highlighting a sprinkling of
crystalline glitter throughout his chest and face that seems to
have appeared all at once.
Untitled smiles lasciviously, and growls, "Ladies, gentlemen and
others, the Thin Transparent Duke."
[OOC] Materi says, "<3 <3 <3!"
[OOC] Jeremy doesn't get it. c.c . o O ( ? )
You say, "Oooh, that's niiice."
You say, "Something in my matter self wants to leap on you and, ummm..."
You say, "I'm not quite sure."
Materi watches, appreciatively, missing many of the references,
certainly, but sparkliness and color are very much vis style. Ve
stares, shamelessly.
Jeremy is mesmerized by the soft glow of electric sex in the window.
Ake just glares some more, ruffling with childish jealousy.
Vraiv has disconnected.
Untitled bows. "Thank you again!" He winks a LED at Twin, and mrrs,
"This WAS one of my more interactive gigs, you know. I was encouraged
to get slinky on the patrons. A good time was had by all, I'm delighted
to report!"
Materi hmmms, and headtilts. "Slinky?"
You say, "The word 'rake' comes to mind, somehow."
Squizzle says, "'Thin Transparent Duke'? That title brings... memories
to my mind, but somehow more musical than interactive."
Ake sniffs. "Wrong gahden imprement."
Jeremy says, "More like a hoe?"
Ake titters. "Maybe."
Jeremy giggles with Ake. Earth people. Who can figure them out?
Untitled struts over to Materi, and promptly presses his body to vers,
tucking in his hips especially tight. His arms encircle ver, one around
the waist, one around the neck and shoulders. "Slinky," he confirms
huskily.
[OOC] Jeremy says, "Roll to prevent melting, Materi."
Coalesce plays idly with an instantiated loose coiled wire, bouncing it
from hand to hand.
[OOC] Untitled DIES re: Coalesce.
Materi mrrrrms, and fills out into full realistic furred body at the
first touch, all the better to be.. slinked at. Ve pressed back to
Untitled with a happy sound, fur sparkling brightly. "Ah..." ve
manages weakly.
Ake loses a few feathers, which float down and land near/on Jeremy.
They seem to be duller and scruffier than usual. In fact, all of him
does.
Twin watches the performance happily.
Flyte grooms tiredly.
[OOC] Jeremy says, "It's fun for a boy or a boy! :)"
[OOC] Flyte murmurs, "Or a ver or a xe or a ..."
Twin looks at Ake as his feathers flutter off. "Ake? Are you still
pining for mountains?"
Untitled kisses Materi softly, and rrs, "I'll remember you like this
one, darling." He glances over at Twin, grinning. "And you too. Someday
it might be fun to find out just what you'd do after leaping on me,
mm?"
Jeremy is well aware of Ake's slow, agonizing spiral towards oblivion,
but can do nothing about it. u.u
Ake grumfs and huddles up against the trunk.
Twin smiles at Untitled. "I'm sure I'll figure something out. There's
always experimenting."
Squizzle watches Untitled's movements. "Very... somehow 'lifelike'
doesn't seem intellectually honest. Very *alive*."
You say, "I wonder if Nikolai's still working on his plan to get you
some mountans..."
Ake snorts. "He probabry fohget when he catch bubbahvirus."
Materi smiles and nods a bit to Untitled, though vis face and body are
clouded by a bit of confusion too, not quote sure of the origin of vis
own reaction. Ve gives the other a hug back, deciding to stay in nice
solid form.
Coalesce says, "He does seem rather forgetful. "
Jeremy says, "Try coughing on his as a subtle hint."
Coalesce says, "The few times I've run into him, he's been to
preoccupied. "
Squizzle says, "Preferably a cough of the productive sort."
Untitled smiles at Squizzle. "A very high compliment indeed,
considering my aspirations. Thank you!" He returns his attention to
Materi then, lowering his muzzle and nibbling affectionately at the
side of ver neck.
Flyte gives a tired wave and heads off, hopefully to really sleep this
time.
Flyte has left.
Vraiv is automatically deleted to free up local space.
Vraiv has left.
Jeremy yawns and decided to nap. Lazy fox.
Jeremy goes home.
Jeremy has left.
[OOC] Squizzle says, "I'd just like to point out that on
WHO/3who/whodo/whatever, we have three characters with three-letter
names in a row. =)"
Materi mmmphs and arches vis neck, smiling and leaning lightly on
Untitled.
[OOC] You say, "It probably looks more significant in a fixed-width
font."
[OOC] Materi says, "Now where's Mel when you need him? ;o)"
Xia climbs out from the hole at the base of the cube tree.
Xia has arrived.
Xia waves to everyone
Untitled gives Materi's throat a long, playful lick, then murmurs
apologetically, "I really ought to turn in, myself." Teasingly, he
adds, "But I'd be happy to wear this for you again sometime..." To the
others, he synths, "Thank you all for the chance to play with shape
again, and for all your kind words about it."
[OOC] Squizzle says, "Yes, but Squizzle is a toy for rich kids, it's
SUPPOSED to be dehumanised/objectified. =)"
[OOC] Materi nods. 'It' works okay for Squizzle, but not really the
rest of us. :o)
[OOC] Materi just HAD to pick an obscure one, though, apparently. ;o)
[OOC] Ake could be an it. Probably.
Squizzle nods. "I imagine those must require some amount of effort to
maintain, Untitled. Good night."
[OOC] You say, "I saw the picture of you in undies, Ake. n.n"
Xia nods. "Goodnight."
Materi mmmms and nods to Untitled. "Thank you for showing us, too... I
think there's still a few others I'd like to see too!"
Twin curtseys to Untitled. "Sweet dreams!"
[OOC] Ake cry. "She make my head too smarr!"
Materi smiles. "G'night for now, though..." Ve gives Untitled another
hug.
[OOC] Ake OvO. Both of them.
[OOC] Twin gives (her) player a dangerous look for an OOC pose (she)
nearly made.
Untitled happily hugs Materi back, and grins. "I'm always happy to take
requests, including new ones. 'Til then, dear!"
Untitled disappears down the hole at the base of the cube tree.
Untitled has left.