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realityshifted2009-04-11 05:11 pm
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001 - Upon Infinity
[And onto the Astral Plane walks a most extravagantly and well dressed male with skin and hair as white as the cravat he wears proudly. The deep black cape seems to cover all but his half outstretched arm which had only just been pushing open a mysterious door a moment prior. It lingered there for a moment before being outstretched again to his side, and pushing the left side of his cape behind his shoulder.
And upon his face was a most bemused smirk]
And so, where to would the mysterious doorway within my castle lead me but into the starry expanse of infinity. Or perhaps something deceptively resembling that of infinity. No reason to simply assume something based upon first impressions.
Yet this is not a part of my Castlevania.
I will, in this case, assume there is an explanation to be had. [Takes a few steps forward] I am sure it will be a good one, too.
And upon his face was a most bemused smirk]
And so, where to would the mysterious doorway within my castle lead me but into the starry expanse of infinity. Or perhaps something deceptively resembling that of infinity. No reason to simply assume something based upon first impressions.
Yet this is not a part of my Castlevania.
I will, in this case, assume there is an explanation to be had. [Takes a few steps forward] I am sure it will be a good one, too.

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I expect you have stories of these effects then. What kind of experiments should I expect of this place?
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Most often they end up being changes in a person - growing older or younger, having memories to match. Sometimes one's surroundings or living circumstances are altered. Sometimes the effected notice. Sometimes they don't.
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How very testing.
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Wrong? I think not. Strange and unusual, yes, but wrong?
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Moreover, those returned have...blood that is not blood.
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If it is not blood, then what is it?
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There seems no limit to the ridiculous within this realm.
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[He's already noticed the great evil in this man, but nothing about his demeanour is hinting at such]
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[Nothing...yet]
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And what is this other phenomenon you speak of?
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Fail me, fail me
No, I fail at typing.
It's conjoined fail, yay!
Yay!
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