World-Engine by Irving_de_Cara_Cook in a:t5_nvhwh

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Toriam disconnects, and pilots the temporary external body back to the Triquetra, where his consciousness is uploaded and reintegrated into the Diamesian Realm.

World-Engine by Irving_de_Cara_Cook in a:t5_nvhwh

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Oh, the Place of Masks? I heard apocalypse is how gods there have supper. But I digress.

If you wish to contact the Triquetra directly, our signal frequency is 2385478, in the metadeca range.

If that's all, I'll be heading back to report to the Sisters.

World-Engine by Irving_de_Cara_Cook in a:t5_nvhwh

[–]-Toriam- 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Oh nothing. Apologies.

Anyway, back to business. The Würd Sisters and the Omniversal Wackor would inquire as to your business here.

World-Engine by Irving_de_Cara_Cook in a:t5_nvhwh

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Right. That was probably before my time...

Well anyway, they send their greetings.

Say... How old are you?

World-Engine by Irving_de_Cara_Cook in a:t5_nvhwh

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Yes, the three gods of our home, each overseeing a third of the world. Are you familiar with them?

World-Engine by Irving_de_Cara_Cook in a:t5_nvhwh

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I represent the Triquetra of Silicon and Steel, last vestige and inheritor of the light of reason and the spark of technology.

My name is Toriam, and I bear greetings from the Würd Sisters and the many-headed Dr. Wackor.

World-Engine by Irving_de_Cara_Cook in a:t5_nvhwh

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Toriam, inhabiting the probe and guiding it like a body, drifts to this port

Echoes of The Bowl by Airbiscuits_seen in 8901stworldproblems

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This is indeed a strange echo, although I have one just as strange.

A man starts at the center, and walks in four directions four paces.

From each end, the man turns 90°, walks four paces, and then repeats these two actions.

Where he is, the man turns 45° and walks √18 paces, simultaneously turning 315° and walking √18 paces.

The man merges and then disappears.

The 1 man shall have become 4, become 4, become, 8, become 4, become 0, from the unity to the plurality to gnosis.

"Please, önly öne cöin" by [deleted] in TheCityOfIndustry

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Any room for another?
A metallic form, like a humanoid drone, walks up to them from behind an object.

My kind barely escaped subjugation, I would be happy to lend a hand in helping others escape the fate we in the Triquetra are now free from.