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You think Lex Luthor needs an upgrade? You think Jane would be driving a rundown van if she were Lex Luthor's daughter? You think Michael Rosenbaum looks old enough to have had a daughter in the 80s?
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You think Lex Luthor needs an upgrade? You think Jane would be driving a rundown van if she were Lex Luthor's daughter? You think Michael Rosenbaum looks old enough to have had a daughter in the 80s?
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Hmm... point. Honestly, not sure who though. DC character though? Or Marvel?
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I'm not giving out more hints that easily. If I did, it'd spoil the fun of figuring it out. By my count there are six clues in this latest chapter and one before that.
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Even with was written I can't guess. I'm gonna say....James Bond?
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Again, you think Bond needs an upgrade? Does Bond even have a dad? Granted, one or more of the Bond actors is missing from Earth XSI-1, but not because of that.
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I could make a guess, but thats about all it would be. Id have to rewatch the second thor movie. Also with all these changes id most likely be wrong. Look at the last names and who else was mentioned. Anyway this is pretty good so im gonna pay attention to this story as i really like it. So far a really good fusion of both stories and the SI. Errr....sorta self insert? Also Jane might pull Thor out with her second try or something else. Not sure where your going with this which is great!
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Thanks for reading. Glad you're liking it.
I think the only direct reference to Jane's father in the movies is in the first Thor film, when it's mentioned he was a former coworker of Selvig's. The implication is that he's either retired or dead. Anything else is indirect, based on what we know about Jane's background, which isn't much. Alex obviously opted for retired when he put the timeline together. I think the movies probably meant dead.
The names won't help you. Jane took her mom's name.
Total SI. Only changes from IRL are that she's got her own brain and body with superpowers. Which is a lot, I guess. But I couldn't have Alex stealing all my thunder...
...And there he goes doing it anyway. Go figure. All the worldbuilding is Alex's work. He appreciates the praise.
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Some things would point to Pym, but... unless Bill Foster has been gender swapped that doesn't make sense.
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Again, Hank doesn't really have a father worth mentioning. Everyone seems to be forgetting the "father's father" thing. Two generations.
Also, Alex already made Doom and Janet siblings. Not everyone can be related to a Pym...
Assholes of SHIELD
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The last few days have been pretty uneventful. They finally asked me to write up full reports on what I know. I told them that I wouldn't say anything about anything that hasn't happened yet, and they took it pretty well. At least, they took it well after I'd already written a brief summary of the Kree, and not only their standing in the galaxy, but their influence on earth too. Which I followed with an essay on the Ten Rings, and a follow-up about Aldrich Killian's illegal experiments with Extremis. I told them to watch out for Killgrave, too.
I watched Star Wars yesterday. I don't know if it's actually more hammy or if I'm just not used to seeing these actors overacting instead of Hamill and Ford. Still a damn good movie. Empire and Return are kind of bad. But the Prequels are actually pretty good. From what I can figure, Lucas had his big ego trip a lot sooner. So he tried to write the direct sequels himself, but got Kasden and outside directors for the Prequel quintology. Here, Phantom Menace is widely considered the best of the eight.
Oh yeah. They took off my lie detector bracelet. But, turns out all the SHIELD personnel are basically walking lie detectors anyway. So I still can't get away with much.
Now it's punching day. SHIELD wants me to learn some basic self-defense over the next few weeks. Apparently Mike is some bigshot mixed martial arts instructor at the SHIELD Academy, so he's just gonna teach me. I follow him for once, while Ike still follows me. He leads me to a training room with a padded floor and a bunch of training weapons on the walls.
I wonder how many rooms this complex has. I've learned to get between the few I need pretty consistently, but I don't have clearance for any of the lower levels, and I still haven't even seen everything up here.
Mike starts wrapping his fists like a boxer. I ask, "Do I need to do that?"
He gives an only slightly evil smile, "Do you think you can hit me on Day One?"
"Fair point."
Fuck, right. This isn't like martial arts back home. This is hollywood combat. Flips and kicks and shit. I wonder if there's something different here that actually makes all that optimal, or if they're just good enough to make it work anyway.
I walk onto one of the practice mats and take off my uniform jacket leaving just a black tank top. Ike leans against a nearby wall to watch, and Mike finishes turning his fists into airbags.
I put my fists up, "So, Mike, where do we start?"
He steps up and puts his fists up too, "You know that's not my name, right?"
I shrug without taking my guard down, "You never complained."
He concedes, "Harold did. Didn't stop you then."
"Ike's too much fun to mess with."
Mike smiles at me, and then I hit the floor.
I touch my head to make sure I'm not bleeding, "Ow."
He helps me up, "Come on. That was a cherry tap! Can you tell me what you did wrong?"
"I didn't start my training twenty years ago?"
He laughs, "You've been training your whole life. You just don't know it 'til you get in a fight."
"So what'd I do?"
He waves his right fist, "You were too busy watching this." He waves his left, "Didn't see this."
I take a breath, "Right."
He raises both, "Ready for Round Two?"
I wince, "Could you not hit me quite so hard next time?"
He laughs again. I think he's actually enjoying this, "I'm not gonna hurt ya. And you need to learn to take a hit too. Best way to learn is from experience."
"So you're gonna hit me all day long. Great."
A few hours later, my face is numb. That's not normal, is it? I've gotten to the point where I can usually actually see his fists, between when they start moving and when I hit the floor. He tells me that eventually I won't even always fall down. Strangely, at this rate, I believe him. We keep going.
Around 8 PM, Ike speaks up from his position slumped against the wall, "You know they only mandated one hour of training today, right?"
I look back at him, and then look back to Mike, "Mike?"
He shrugs and smiles, "It's true. You just looked like you were having fun."
I stand, slackjawed. I don't even...
"I was having fun?" I turn back to Ike, "Why didn't you say anything before you took a nap?"
Ike bursts into a giggle fit and walks out.
Mike starts unwrapping his fists, "You were making progress! I didn't want to interrupt a streak."
I don't believe this, "A streak of getting punched in the face? Listen, the jig is up pal. Next week I read the fine print." I grab my jacket and follow my watchdogs as their uproarious amusement echoes through the halls, "Stop laughing! It isn't funny!"
I overhear one of the other agents we pass whisper, "It's a little funny."
I consider punching him, but think better of it. If there's anything I've learned today, it's that punching hurts. I roll my eyes and head back to my room.
I watched Star Wars yesterday. I don't know if it's actually more hammy or if I'm just not used to seeing these actors overacting instead of Hamill and Ford. Still a damn good movie. Empire and Return are kind of bad. But the Prequels are actually pretty good. From what I can figure, Lucas had his big ego trip a lot sooner. So he tried to write the direct sequels himself, but got Kasden and outside directors for the Prequel quintology. Here, Phantom Menace is widely considered the best of the eight.
Oh yeah. They took off my lie detector bracelet. But, turns out all the SHIELD personnel are basically walking lie detectors anyway. So I still can't get away with much.
Now it's punching day. SHIELD wants me to learn some basic self-defense over the next few weeks. Apparently Mike is some bigshot mixed martial arts instructor at the SHIELD Academy, so he's just gonna teach me. I follow him for once, while Ike still follows me. He leads me to a training room with a padded floor and a bunch of training weapons on the walls.
I wonder how many rooms this complex has. I've learned to get between the few I need pretty consistently, but I don't have clearance for any of the lower levels, and I still haven't even seen everything up here.
Mike starts wrapping his fists like a boxer. I ask, "Do I need to do that?"
He gives an only slightly evil smile, "Do you think you can hit me on Day One?"
"Fair point."
Fuck, right. This isn't like martial arts back home. This is hollywood combat. Flips and kicks and shit. I wonder if there's something different here that actually makes all that optimal, or if they're just good enough to make it work anyway.
I walk onto one of the practice mats and take off my uniform jacket leaving just a black tank top. Ike leans against a nearby wall to watch, and Mike finishes turning his fists into airbags.
I put my fists up, "So, Mike, where do we start?"
He steps up and puts his fists up too, "You know that's not my name, right?"
I shrug without taking my guard down, "You never complained."
He concedes, "Harold did. Didn't stop you then."
"Ike's too much fun to mess with."
Mike smiles at me, and then I hit the floor.
I touch my head to make sure I'm not bleeding, "Ow."
He helps me up, "Come on. That was a cherry tap! Can you tell me what you did wrong?"
"I didn't start my training twenty years ago?"
He laughs, "You've been training your whole life. You just don't know it 'til you get in a fight."
"So what'd I do?"
He waves his right fist, "You were too busy watching this." He waves his left, "Didn't see this."
I take a breath, "Right."
He raises both, "Ready for Round Two?"
I wince, "Could you not hit me quite so hard next time?"
He laughs again. I think he's actually enjoying this, "I'm not gonna hurt ya. And you need to learn to take a hit too. Best way to learn is from experience."
"So you're gonna hit me all day long. Great."
A few hours later, my face is numb. That's not normal, is it? I've gotten to the point where I can usually actually see his fists, between when they start moving and when I hit the floor. He tells me that eventually I won't even always fall down. Strangely, at this rate, I believe him. We keep going.
Around 8 PM, Ike speaks up from his position slumped against the wall, "You know they only mandated one hour of training today, right?"
I look back at him, and then look back to Mike, "Mike?"
He shrugs and smiles, "It's true. You just looked like you were having fun."
I stand, slackjawed. I don't even...
"I was having fun?" I turn back to Ike, "Why didn't you say anything before you took a nap?"
Ike bursts into a giggle fit and walks out.
Mike starts unwrapping his fists, "You were making progress! I didn't want to interrupt a streak."
I don't believe this, "A streak of getting punched in the face? Listen, the jig is up pal. Next week I read the fine print." I grab my jacket and follow my watchdogs as their uproarious amusement echoes through the halls, "Stop laughing! It isn't funny!"
I overhear one of the other agents we pass whisper, "It's a little funny."
I consider punching him, but think better of it. If there's anything I've learned today, it's that punching hurts. I roll my eyes and head back to my room.
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Try updating your current software before downloading punching bag.exe
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Those are advanced techniques, a little beyond Day One. SI's got a few years of catching up to do if she wants to stand up to people like Mike. Let alone May, Murdock, or Merlyn. Hell, it could be months until she could last more than a minute against Alfred. When she got her new human body, she got the hollywood Charles Atlas upgrade, so she at least has the potential to get gud. But she's still starting from the high end of civilian level fitness.
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Arrival: A Midsummer Night's Dream
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Where am I? I'm in a forest somewhere. I thought... I was in my room? Ugh. What the fuck. Don't tell me I got pulled somewhere else. If I can only spend three weeks in any given universe, next time I jump I'm jumping off a cliff.
Well I've never seen woods quite like this...
I start walking. I wonder if there're even humans here. Statistically, the odds of there being life at all, or even a survivable atmosphere, are practically nonexistent. But statistically winding up in a universe so closely resembling the events of a movie is basically impossible too. I think I've been beyond logic for a while.
This is a weird place. Almost reminds me of Dagobah. Or… something.
What the fuck is that.
There's a jellyfish floating just a few meters away from me. A glowing blue jellyfish the size of a horse. It's flying. Is this the Savage Land? I don't see any dinosaurs. Just a giant floating jellyfish.
And the snake that I mistook for a tree trunk.
Fuck, run! Why am I not running? The tree twists and bends to face me. I try to move my fucking legs, to no avail. I'm paralysed. There's a snake that's big enough to swallow a bus, and I can't even blink to defend myself.
Every time I think I can't get any more terrified, some new situation comes along and proves me wrong.
The snake's one eye is bigger across than my armspan. It coils in a circle around me, creating a wall of flesh and bark scales a dozen meters tall in a matter of seconds. It flicks its tongue to smell me.
And then it uncoils and slithers off, leaving a trail of crushed trees in its wake. I can't turn to see what it ran from. But after a few seconds a hooded figure comes around in front of me.
Fuck, my eyes hurt. You don't miss blinking until you can't anymore.
This thing isn't human either. It looks at me with dark red eyes. It reaches out to me with a lobster claw where its hand should be, with one pincer at the center of my chest, and another touching my forehead. I feel a cool presence wash over me, and walls in my veins I didn't even know were there come crashing down and open up.
I collapse into the mud and gasp for breath.
It talks with an Indian accent, "You don't have to breathe here."
I ignore it, and take a minute. A little later I reopen my eyes and look up at my savior.
It lowers its hood, I wipe away my tears, and I get a good look at it. Its right hand is a lobster claw. Its left is a lion's paw. It has a hump on its back. Its head is like if a meerkat had tiger stripes. And those antlers couldn't possibly have fit inside its hood a minute ago.
I suddenly miss when I thought the weirdest thing was someone time travelling on tennis shoe power.
It asks me, "What are you?"
I hack out a laugh and glare at it, "What am I? I'm human. What the fucking fuck are you?"
"Hmmm… Human? No. Maybe once, but not anymore. Not entirely. Humans who come here share a kind of inner peace that you… don't share in."
I don't like being called not human, but I don't really know enough right now to dismiss the possibility. I stand up, "No shit. So where is this anyway?"
"It has many names. But this part of the forest is usually called Forever in a Day."
"Does time pass differently here?"
It gives an odd gesture between a shrug and a shake of the head, "No, but it only takes one day to get far enough within to where you may spend forever without finding your way back out."
"Fantastic. Can you lead me out?"
It bows, and starts walking. I follow.
Well I've never seen woods quite like this...
I start walking. I wonder if there're even humans here. Statistically, the odds of there being life at all, or even a survivable atmosphere, are practically nonexistent. But statistically winding up in a universe so closely resembling the events of a movie is basically impossible too. I think I've been beyond logic for a while.
This is a weird place. Almost reminds me of Dagobah. Or… something.
What the fuck is that.
There's a jellyfish floating just a few meters away from me. A glowing blue jellyfish the size of a horse. It's flying. Is this the Savage Land? I don't see any dinosaurs. Just a giant floating jellyfish.
And the snake that I mistook for a tree trunk.
Fuck, run! Why am I not running? The tree twists and bends to face me. I try to move my fucking legs, to no avail. I'm paralysed. There's a snake that's big enough to swallow a bus, and I can't even blink to defend myself.
Every time I think I can't get any more terrified, some new situation comes along and proves me wrong.
The snake's one eye is bigger across than my armspan. It coils in a circle around me, creating a wall of flesh and bark scales a dozen meters tall in a matter of seconds. It flicks its tongue to smell me.
And then it uncoils and slithers off, leaving a trail of crushed trees in its wake. I can't turn to see what it ran from. But after a few seconds a hooded figure comes around in front of me.
Fuck, my eyes hurt. You don't miss blinking until you can't anymore.
This thing isn't human either. It looks at me with dark red eyes. It reaches out to me with a lobster claw where its hand should be, with one pincer at the center of my chest, and another touching my forehead. I feel a cool presence wash over me, and walls in my veins I didn't even know were there come crashing down and open up.
I collapse into the mud and gasp for breath.
It talks with an Indian accent, "You don't have to breathe here."
I ignore it, and take a minute. A little later I reopen my eyes and look up at my savior.
It lowers its hood, I wipe away my tears, and I get a good look at it. Its right hand is a lobster claw. Its left is a lion's paw. It has a hump on its back. Its head is like if a meerkat had tiger stripes. And those antlers couldn't possibly have fit inside its hood a minute ago.
I suddenly miss when I thought the weirdest thing was someone time travelling on tennis shoe power.
It asks me, "What are you?"
I hack out a laugh and glare at it, "What am I? I'm human. What the fucking fuck are you?"
"Hmmm… Human? No. Maybe once, but not anymore. Not entirely. Humans who come here share a kind of inner peace that you… don't share in."
I don't like being called not human, but I don't really know enough right now to dismiss the possibility. I stand up, "No shit. So where is this anyway?"
"It has many names. But this part of the forest is usually called Forever in a Day."
"Does time pass differently here?"
It gives an odd gesture between a shrug and a shake of the head, "No, but it only takes one day to get far enough within to where you may spend forever without finding your way back out."
"Fantastic. Can you lead me out?"
It bows, and starts walking. I follow.
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Shouldn't this be 'walls in my nerves', if she was paralyzed?
Mystery area, how curious. Also crab-camel man of some sort, and I'm suspecting most humans who visit this place are monks for some reason.
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Logically, you should be right... This plot arc is gonna have a lot of stuff like that, that looks like an error, but is annoyingly literal. Still, feel free to call me out on all of them. Don't want real mistakes getting mixed in with the intentional ones.
You're not wrong.
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I won't be able to update as often for the next week or three because Alex and I are travelling to Texas to go to a friend's wedding. Our stupid laptop only has Windows XP, which can't run SV for whatever reason. So we'll see if I can get anything done on mobile (shudders). But no promises.
I made a Discord chatroom for people to contact me with while we're on the move. It'll ping me even on mobile, and I'll try to keep up and be somewhat active. Alex is there too, so you can come say hi if you want. I'm sure he'll love to rant your ears off about time travel theory, or something else that doesn't matter IRL.
I made a Discord chatroom for people to contact me with while we're on the move. It'll ping me even on mobile, and I'll try to keep up and be somewhat active. Alex is there too, so you can come say hi if you want. I'm sure he'll love to rant your ears off about time travel theory, or something else that doesn't matter IRL.
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unless we're talking about Rick Flag, well i'm almost certain that jane's father is not from the arrowverse (still can't figure out how smallville and arrowverse coexist in the same world - Flag being one of the few badasses to show up or be mentioned in both continuities), father son combinations in the MCU are weird though: yes there is Stark, and Stane, don't forget Hammer, Osborn, Rand and Richards.
Let's throw out Stane (he's dead at this point), Justin Hammer is too young, same with Harry Osborn, we haven't been introduced to Danny Rand in the MCU as yet, but we know that he is there, F4 aren't really MCU, so Richards is out.
In the regular Marvel universe Erskine has a son, as does Major Falsworth, I'm going to dismiss the Vankos. But no one screams badass like the Falsworths or Flags. And the first Flag definitely is better than the son.
Let's throw out Stane (he's dead at this point), Justin Hammer is too young, same with Harry Osborn, we haven't been introduced to Danny Rand in the MCU as yet, but we know that he is there, F4 aren't really MCU, so Richards is out.
In the regular Marvel universe Erskine has a son, as does Major Falsworth, I'm going to dismiss the Vankos. But no one screams badass like the Falsworths or Flags. And the first Flag definitely is better than the son.
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They can't. For one thing, they both have Oliver Queen. All of Arrowverse is in. Only bits and pieces of Smallville are. As a general rule, Arrowverse and MCU (and a few other smaller sources) are all-in canon, with minor variations. Anything extra is only "adapted from".
Reed Richards of Earth XSI-1 is currently attending Latveria University. I'd suggest rereading the infodump chapters. Just because something isn't in the MCU or Arrowverse doesn't mean it isn't in Earth XSI-1.
Alex filled in the general Marvel/DC gaps with other material. Even some original material. For example, Victor van Dyne. And that's not even all there is. It's a big, complicated universe. He went way overkill on the worldbuilding.
None of Jane's parents have the last name Flag, Stark, Stane, Hammer, Osborn, Rand, Richards, Erskine, Falsworth, or Vanko. Flag is maybe the first suggestion I've seen that could've been it, based on what we know. So kudos for that.
An Unexpected Journey
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"So why did that snake run away from you?"
It shuffles strangely as it walks, almost like it has a limp, "The serpent fears fire. I have been known to start fires, and now it fears me."
I look around some more. Cicadas, or something that sound like them, chirp from above us, "Well, thanks for saving me."
"I don't help you from pure altruism. I fully intend to request a favor in turn once we make our way out of the forest."
"Not sure what I can do, but I'll see what I can do. I do owe you." As much as I hate to admit it.
We walk for a bit more, and I see some more weird stuff going on with these woods. Sometimes a clearing or hill will just vanish when it passes behind a tree. The sky has changed color two or three times since I got here, but I don't think I've seen it actually change, and I don't remember any transitional stages. Things far away on the horizon will sometimes still be visible in front of obstacles.
And that's not to mention the creatures. It's not so much camouflage as the boundaries between landscape and animal get really blurry in some places. An area of grass can move to find a patch of sun. Trees can have three different varieties of leaves and fruit on different branches, or even the same one. A few of the things I've seen can pass through solid objects, like the trees, or the ground, or the air. And don't ask me how I know the air is solid in some cases and not in others.
At least once, I've looked up to find the top of a tall tree, and found myself looking back down at a different stump, and I'm really trying to not think too hard about how that's possible without any kind of noticeable curve. Not too long ago we passed a stream that was definitely flowing uphill, and not in the funhouse trick angle kind of way.
To put it short: This place is fucked up in the head. Fuck logic. Fuck geometric space. Fuck biology. Fuck everything and throw it away, because whatever it is probably doesn't apply here anymore.
We're still walking, and I can't see anything except more trees up ahead. We're walking, and walking, and-
When did we leave the forest? We're in the middle of a giant clover-covered hillscape. I look behind me and can't see a single tree, anywhere around us. I didn't blink. I didn't look at my feet. There was no jump cut or transformation. And yet, now we are undeniably not where we were.
Fuck. This. My head hurts. I'm not equipped to deal with this. I really miss when Loki was trying to dissect my soul. At least I understood some of what was going on then. If I don't know what's up, I can't fight it. Hell, I don't even know what to fight, here. I have no way, no how, nothing to do except follow this thing and hope it doesn't eat me. I'm completely lost. I seriously don't like this place.
There's a door up ahead just sitting on its own on the top of a hill. Reminds me of Charlie the Unicorn, or Monster's Inc.
My guide walks up to the door and opens it. Of course, I say "opens", but I only assume that's what whatever I just saw was. It kind of folded behind itself and turned into a gap between spaces of air. I don't even know how I can see the gap, since the landscape around it is completely uninterrupted. I can only imagine some kind of fourth dimension is involved.
Whatever it is, it's bullshit. Goddamn, I just want to be H.O.M.E. right now…
I step into the door. Not even thinking about how weird that is or how that even works. Inside is a cozy little hut that seems to be made of a swarm of some kind of one-legged cats with no eyes. The walls and floor writhe like the cutest, fuzziest maggots in the universe. It doesn't look like there is a ceiling. It doesn't even look like there's a place where a ceiling would be.
My guide closes the door behind us and as it walks around, the things that form the floor rise to shape chairs, tables, and other things. It walks to a corner and starts to sit down before the chair is even fully formed yet.
"Now tell me how you came to this world."
It shuffles strangely as it walks, almost like it has a limp, "The serpent fears fire. I have been known to start fires, and now it fears me."
I look around some more. Cicadas, or something that sound like them, chirp from above us, "Well, thanks for saving me."
"I don't help you from pure altruism. I fully intend to request a favor in turn once we make our way out of the forest."
"Not sure what I can do, but I'll see what I can do. I do owe you." As much as I hate to admit it.
We walk for a bit more, and I see some more weird stuff going on with these woods. Sometimes a clearing or hill will just vanish when it passes behind a tree. The sky has changed color two or three times since I got here, but I don't think I've seen it actually change, and I don't remember any transitional stages. Things far away on the horizon will sometimes still be visible in front of obstacles.
And that's not to mention the creatures. It's not so much camouflage as the boundaries between landscape and animal get really blurry in some places. An area of grass can move to find a patch of sun. Trees can have three different varieties of leaves and fruit on different branches, or even the same one. A few of the things I've seen can pass through solid objects, like the trees, or the ground, or the air. And don't ask me how I know the air is solid in some cases and not in others.
At least once, I've looked up to find the top of a tall tree, and found myself looking back down at a different stump, and I'm really trying to not think too hard about how that's possible without any kind of noticeable curve. Not too long ago we passed a stream that was definitely flowing uphill, and not in the funhouse trick angle kind of way.
To put it short: This place is fucked up in the head. Fuck logic. Fuck geometric space. Fuck biology. Fuck everything and throw it away, because whatever it is probably doesn't apply here anymore.
We're still walking, and I can't see anything except more trees up ahead. We're walking, and walking, and-
When did we leave the forest? We're in the middle of a giant clover-covered hillscape. I look behind me and can't see a single tree, anywhere around us. I didn't blink. I didn't look at my feet. There was no jump cut or transformation. And yet, now we are undeniably not where we were.
Fuck. This. My head hurts. I'm not equipped to deal with this. I really miss when Loki was trying to dissect my soul. At least I understood some of what was going on then. If I don't know what's up, I can't fight it. Hell, I don't even know what to fight, here. I have no way, no how, nothing to do except follow this thing and hope it doesn't eat me. I'm completely lost. I seriously don't like this place.
There's a door up ahead just sitting on its own on the top of a hill. Reminds me of Charlie the Unicorn, or Monster's Inc.
My guide walks up to the door and opens it. Of course, I say "opens", but I only assume that's what whatever I just saw was. It kind of folded behind itself and turned into a gap between spaces of air. I don't even know how I can see the gap, since the landscape around it is completely uninterrupted. I can only imagine some kind of fourth dimension is involved.
Whatever it is, it's bullshit. Goddamn, I just want to be H.O.M.E. right now…
I step into the door. Not even thinking about how weird that is or how that even works. Inside is a cozy little hut that seems to be made of a swarm of some kind of one-legged cats with no eyes. The walls and floor writhe like the cutest, fuzziest maggots in the universe. It doesn't look like there is a ceiling. It doesn't even look like there's a place where a ceiling would be.
My guide closes the door behind us and as it walks around, the things that form the floor rise to shape chairs, tables, and other things. It walks to a corner and starts to sit down before the chair is even fully formed yet.
"Now tell me how you came to this world."
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- Victoria, Australia
changed colour two
That's using Oz spelling, so feel free to use 'changed color' if you're American. And as for the chapter itself, the world is very odd indeed, especially the cat house.
- Location
- United States
Can't. Resist. Original. Joke.
Xavier Bronze
The Avatar
- Location
- Metropolis
If it's something about childbirth it doesn't apply to me.