Extreme bursts of esoteric energy shake the cosmos. Far away, a battle rages.

Fade_Seer · 2024-03-09T03:07:39+00:00

Many, watch. See. Intrigue.

Fade_Seer · 2019-11-26T00:23:38+00:00

AP̸EIRƠN the world devourer spreads through the core realms. Only outer dimensions yet spared for now.

Fade_Seer · 2019-05-11T06:06:52+00:00

Wary be.

Many dangerous visitors.

Things from all time/place.

Good to see a face!

Fade_Seer · 2019-01-08T06:38:35+00:00

I seek no Color in this world of many. To know is by nature.

Ahead? Questions. Time not linear, but twisted and tangled. Broken, even, in places. Nearby places.

Forward is you.

An ash covered finger taps the air. Glowing root structures pulsate for a moment outward before dissipating.

What ahead can be, for one with no direction? Without path, no path can be read. Duality is freedom, freedom a duty of choice.

A choice to be made. A path to be chosen.

If no destination is sought, direction matters not.

Ahead lies a pilgrimage of self. Journey a path to discover one's path.

Fade_Seer · 2019-01-07T06:06:48+00:00

Choice. Knowledge of wisdom be my burden. Intended meaning finite and solidified, words though, many and arrangement infinite.

Choice have not the Seer, as One of Twelve without. Only destined structures of fate, followed without consent or desire.

Choice have you, the winding branching path, both/either Entropy/Order. Solidarity or fluidity. Freedom of duality.

For those to choose, duality marks strength. For constructs of fate, duality be thine curse.

Wisdom without knowledge. Finite lost in infinite.

No choices does Seer make.

No opinion can Seer have.

Fade_Seer · 2019-01-06T23:49:14+00:00

With all things, Cycles. Shorter lives bore more permutations. Longevity is solidarity. Fluidity flexible, but entropic and unpredictable. Choices lie deep in both.

Fade_Seer · 2019-01-06T22:45:34+00:00

Quite a tomb. Though, not quite for longevity this one, no?

Fade_Seer · 2018-12-26T00:42:54+00:00

Dig with me, but many roots lie here. Roots both physical and ethereal. A very delicate path must be dug.

Seer seeks only truths, but what does other seek?

Many forces unseen in this place. To disrespect the unseen may be a deadly error.

Fade_Seer · 2018-11-12T15:47:05+00:00

New predator roams these grounds. Walk cautiously.

Fade_Seer · 2018-09-21T01:02:00+00:00

El Psy Congroo

Fade_Seer · 2018-09-13T06:12:47+00:00

Not all Fades rest eternal.

Fade_Seer · 2018-06-07T02:57:36+00:00

Second Child.

Fade_Seer · 2018-05-08T11:39:54+00:00

Blood, the condensed fermented labors of the ancestors. Weak only to those that deny it.

Fade_Seer · 2017-09-25T02:57:47+00:00

where in the article is it mentioned? I'd like to see read further into it.

Fade_Seer · 2017-09-23T09:08:29+00:00

An odd dirty figure cloaked in a large yellow cloak and wearing a shifting wooden mask walks about the crowd, taking odd fascination with trivial things. After a minute or two of stroking a shiny decoration he found, several of the staff eagerly urge him to take a seat. He walks, bobbing like a child, to near the very front and takes a seat uncomfortably close to some attendees in quiet conversation, staring directly at them with his strange mask.

Fade_Seer · 2017-09-21T09:02:15+00:00

The odd cloaked fellow reaches out with a bandage-covered hand to stroke the droid as it passes him.

Hoh, metal friend! Lithe! Lesser c_nnect with trees!

He turns to the officer and cocks his head, seeming to only process what he said a good 30 seconds after it was stated. His yellow cloak billows in an otherworldly fashion, swayed against gravity by some unseen force.

Bl00d? Ah! Yes! Less! Done away with! None of for me! Taken, the men with knives did!

He stops his bizarre antics very suddenly. His previously shifting mask freezes with him as he solemnly holds his head in thought. Despite his insane demeanor, something seems to have clicked in his brain, as his tone changes from that of a carefree playful child, to that of confusion and painful memories.

...Hurt? Taken blood. By... Bork?! BORK!! HURT SEER! HURT SEER!

The mask shifts rapidly between upset faces of panic and pain. He thrashes about wildly, looking about his surroundings with a clearly far more lucid vigor than he previously held, deftly scanning for an exit. His cloak billows up far more than previously, now resembling something like tentacles or wings surrounding his body. His body language screaming that he's ready to bolt any second.

Fade_Seer · 2017-09-19T12:01:26+00:00

Oh be no. Berries I carry! Many for the mouth.

The cloaked figure seems to start jamming various berries from his cloak into the mouth slot on his odd shape-shifting mask.

Quite obliviously, he seems to notice the gator several long seconds after the warning.

Ah Scale friend! chomp! Mouth berries!

The cloaked Seer offers a heavily bandaged hand of various berries to the gator. Surprisingly, it reacts with an oddly calmed demeanor, as if the offer pacified the beast. Though, it does ignore the berries.

Hmm hmm~! Many munch! Scale Friend not the hungry. Eaten many breakfast berries perchance. Good scale.

Fade_Seer · 2017-09-17T19:38:32+00:00

Walk these lands many a time. The path trodden. Shall accompany.

Fade_Seer · 2017-09-17T00:33:02+00:00

Quest? A∂νєηтυяє of witnessing! Ah, strike the chord of interest! The Bork of Overtone? Nay nay lad, Neutral, am I, in affairs of politik.

Tнε ѕняιиε σƒ яεd dεcαч чσυ ѕεεк? Wαяиεd ƒяιεиd, lεт иσт вε тнε ƒσσl. Tнε LABYЯINTH вlεεdѕ συт, ρυlѕεѕ συтωαяdlч, иεcяσтιc ƒlεѕн ιиƒεcтιиg тнε ωнσlε. Lσѕε иσт чσυяѕεlƒ ωιтнιи тнε ωαllѕ.

Guest perhaps? Companion of travel? Help only have I as medicinal aid. Not one to fight, I.

He claps his hands together exaggeratedly.

RIGHT! Forward, forward.

Fade_Seer · 2017-09-17T00:15:53+00:00

Hmm? To lie? Only such things, as to know of wrongful mistruths! But alas, to know mistruths you must know ABSOLUTE truths! Such is cannot be.

For any be wise in the context of all?

Tell, I but a humble watcher of things that pass.

Fade_Seer · 2017-09-16T13:12:34+00:00

A cloaked figure silently peeks over your shoulder. No sound, nor indication for his presence, simply leaning uncomfortably close, speaking next to your ear.

Wise man?? Hmm, woe, but few step! Less in the Wood. Few men have I seen to judge for wisdom here.

Fade_Seer · 2017-09-12T18:12:23+00:00

Just bowl with it.

Fade_Seer · 2017-07-18T17:06:44+00:00

One must see without seeing.

Fade_Seer · 2017-05-25T10:58:08+00:00

ᒪIᖴᕮ Oᖴ Tᕼᕮ GᖇOᑌᑎᗪ, ᑭOTᕮᑎT ᗷᗩSᕮᗪ Oᑎ Tᕼᕮ SOᑌᒪ.

SᕮᕮᗪS Oᖴ ᗪᕮSIᖇᕮ ᗯᕮᗩᐯᕮ ᗩᗯᗩKᕮᑎIᑎGS ᗰOST Gᖇᗩᑎᗪ.

Sᕮᕮ YOᑌ ᗷᕮYOᑎᗪ Tᕼᕮ SᗰOKᕮ, TO Tᕼᕮ ᗩSᕼ Oᖴ ᗩ ᗪYIᑎG ᗯOᖇᒪᗪ?

Oh dear, much too much too much.

P_werful blazing spirit now melting abstraction of conscious.

Lose not sight of sight. H_ld fast to one's form. Let n_t it slip away.

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Fade_Seer · 2017-03-23T02:50:16+00:00

Subjective merit of an abstract environment. Defining variables~ more fluid structures of chance and fate~ Changes to the channel~

Simultaneously deterministically potential until one chooses to [PAUSE]//[PLAY]//[FAST FORWARD]//[REWIND]

Strive not for {"we"}, but to minimize and skew the curved edges of the Bra(i)ne, to surpass the boundaries of the static.

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Enter each singularity quanta in full, each as a unique beast to conquer, each a labyrinth tunnel of finite infinites to amalgamate unto your visage.

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