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@ -2,24 +2,25 @@ A tiny Mr Swarm crept across the wall and was trying to reach Mr
Swarm's doorknob, stealthily making running leaps, scattering up
the door, and sliding down again. Hex and I tried to keep from
snickering, but finally he gained enough purchase to twist the knob
and slid into the room.
and swiftly slid into the room.
I'd been trying to convince Super Hex to let us use her tarot to
play poker without making any progress, something about "the
spirits not being a game" and "respecting traditions." So I began
an inventory of the contents of my pockets.
the dusty remnants of some sort of cracker
two rubber bands, one broken
five smoke bombs
one of Commodore Bob's miniature communicators (even
connected to the ship it received nothing but static, with the
distorted refrains of "Big Hunk o' Love" from Elvis "live via
satellite")
* the dusty remnants of some sort of cracker
* two rubber bands, one broken
* five smoke bombs
* one of Commodore Bob's miniature communicators (even connected to
the ship it received nothing but static, with the distorted
refrains of "Big Hunk o' Love" from Elvis "live via satellite")
* a button that doesn't match anything I'm wearing
* one silver dollar, of unknown origin
Mr Swarm came out, acknowledged us and knocked on Cranium's door.
It swung open a crack, he had his towel around his waist, they
mumbled to each other a bit, then Swarm joined us. A few lingering
It opened a crack, he had his towel around his waist, they mumbled
to each other a bit, then Swarm joined us. A few lingering
miniature Mr Swarms joined him as he explained what his spy found.
Largely, nothing. The place was abandoned, but there were a few
locked doors he couldn't circumvent.
@ -29,11 +30,26 @@ ear. "Cleanliness brings purity of mind, What have we discovered?"
Hex spoke her piece and told us about her readings. Mr Swarm,
having split and experienced all seven histories at once, had no
useful elaborations on her story except for his spies reports.
Cranium had learned that the stone floor got too slippery to
properly bathe in the sink, and there weren't enough towels.
I found that none of us seemed too worried about mysterious beings
bringing us to a dead planets.
useful elaborations on her story except for his spies reports. He
regaled us with the discoveries and advances in medicine and other
science, and lamented the lack of concise instructions. He touched
on a few major philosophers and their debates on the nature of
being and becoming, then becoming something else entirely. Stories
of monsters and gods. Religions worshiped the first invasion as
the return of the ur-creator or vindication for years of recounting
dozens of prophecies, others dreamed of the new knowledge they would
acquire would appease their ancestors curiosity through their eyes.
But soon they were soon subjugated, they had never considered their
gods would be so demanding, many said they were monsters - until
the resistance ships came, first with defenses, then with the cure,
a biological weapon of some sort. New gods had offered new
creations to fight the old gods.
"There isn't anything else to discuss, is there?" Cranium asked,
there wasn't, so he pushed the button.
While Swarm was delving into new mysteries, Cranium had learned
that the stone floor got too slippery to properly bathe in the
sink and there weren't enough towels. I found that none of them
seemed worried enough about mysterious beings dragging out to space
to their dead planet.
"There isn't anything else to discuss, is there?" Cranium asked.
No sooner than I opened my mouth, he pushed the button.

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@ -11,7 +11,7 @@ but the cost was great. The Nalmykians developed a genetic solution
to their troubles and merged their carbon-based DNA with a silicate
construct similar to a virus. This new lifeform speaking to us now
was left behind to launch the last cruiser, frozen in time,
forgotten in space.
forgotten in space. With nothing to do but think.
"What do you want from us?" Hex intoned, absent-mindedly flipping a
tarot card between her fingers.
@ -20,7 +20,8 @@ tarot card between her fingers.
"We aren't really a passenger ship" said Mr Swarm.
"You have seen the space and resources one of ours requires. Our
"You have seen the space and resources one of ours requires. It is
infinitesimal in comparison to your Commander Cranium alone. Our
scout reports you have ample surpluses and we have ample resources
for us both to benefit from co-operation."
@ -28,3 +29,9 @@ By the looks of things Hex and Cranium were on the same page,
leaving Swarm and I in the dark. I offered that they had already
repaired our hyperdrive, and none of us had noticed any losses
while under their guidance.
"How many of you are there?" the commander asked.
"Trillions and trillions, we are all you see before you. These
forms were chosen in accordance to your ratios, but this is the
last of our species." they echoed without delay.

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0RSS Revenant - Waiting... /RSS Revenant/1628.txt
0Ygrex - Cyrelio /Ygrex/cyrelio.txt
0Quartz - TRANSFORMATION STAGE IN PROGRESS /Quartz/013.txt
0Ygrex - Brengo /Ygrex/brengo.txt

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<title>Cosmic Voyage</title>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage</link>
<description>Messages from the human stellar diaspora</description>
<item>
<title>RSS Revenant - Waiting...</title>
<author>kirch@cosmic.voyage (kirch)</author>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/RSS Revenant/1628.txt</link>
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/RSS Revenant/1628.txt</guid>
<pubDate>Tue, 23 Apr 2019 13:43:50 GMT</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
A tiny Mr Swarm crept across the wall and was trying to reach Mr
Swarm's doorknob, stealthily making running leaps, scattering up
the door, and sliding down again. Hex and I tried to keep from
snickering, but finally he gained enough purchase to twist the knob
and swiftly slid into the room.
I'd been trying to convince Super Hex to let us use her tarot to
play poker without making any progress, something about "the
spirits not being a game" and "respecting traditions." So I began
an inventory of the contents of my pockets.
* the dusty remnants of some sort of cracker
* two rubber bands, one broken
* five smoke bombs
* one of Commodore Bob's miniature communicators (even connected to
the ship it received nothing but static, with the distorted
refrains of "Big Hunk o' Love" from Elvis "live via satellite")
* a button that doesn't match anything I'm wearing
* one silver dollar, of unknown origin
Mr Swarm came out, acknowledged us and knocked on Cranium's door.
It opened a crack, he had his towel around his waist, they mumbled
to each other a bit, then Swarm joined us. A few lingering
miniature Mr Swarms joined him as he explained what his spy found.
Largely, nothing. The place was abandoned, but there were a few
locked doors he couldn't circumvent.
Commander Cranium walked out of his room waggling his pinkie in his
ear. "Cleanliness brings purity of mind, What have we discovered?"
Hex spoke her piece and told us about her readings. Mr Swarm,
having split and experienced all seven histories at once, had no
useful elaborations on her story except for his spies reports. He
regaled us with the discoveries and advances in medicine and other
science, and lamented the lack of concise instructions. He touched
on a few major philosophers and their debates on the nature of
being and becoming, then becoming something else entirely. Stories
of monsters and gods. Religions worshiped the first invasion as
the return of the ur-creator or vindication for years of recounting
dozens of prophecies, others dreamed of the new knowledge they would
acquire would appease their ancestors curiosity through their eyes.
But soon they were soon subjugated, they had never considered their
gods would be so demanding, many said they were monsters - until
the resistance ships came, first with defenses, then with the cure,
a biological weapon of some sort. New gods had offered new
creations to fight the old gods.
While Swarm was delving into new mysteries, Cranium had learned
that the stone floor got too slippery to properly bathe in the
sink and there weren't enough towels. I found that none of them
seemed worried enough about mysterious beings dragging out to space
to their dead planet.
"There isn't anything else to discuss, is there?" Cranium asked.
No sooner than I opened my mouth, he pushed the button.
</pre>]]></description>
</item>
<item>
<title>Ygrex - Cyrelio</title>
<author>ygrex@cosmic.voyage (ygrex)</author>