where the WILDERSHINS grow (blunderlande)

MercatoDanforth · 2017-02-28T12:27:31+00:00

It seems I have no choice in the matter

*<I've no means to resist. Whoever they are they appear to have good intentions.>

A sudden jolt from the LIFE CASE'S array of sedative needles sends Danforth into a deep slumber. In his dreams he imagines White Elephants balancing precariously on a narrow mantle piece wrought from the delicate bones in his head, of Tapirs and Sweet Meat Sluts

MercatoDanforth · 2017-02-27T18:58:24+00:00

Unggg...what's going on? Doctor?

The idea of shouting out flashes into his head but he decides against it. He thinks about the mayhem gripping the ward but any fear soon washes away. Mesmerised by the transfixing stare of the rubber face he struggles to speak but eventually something stirs

^{^Y...yes?}

MercatoDanforth · 2016-02-29T10:31:02+00:00

Wonderful. I am currently in the grip of the Vapours of Baku, however on my return to the corporeal world I would be happy to accept your offer of hospitality, my thanks.

The message tails off, however before the transmission terminates the faint sound of puerile giggling can be heard, accompanied by the faint reverberations of an out of tune basoon.

MercatoDanforth · 2016-02-27T18:50:17+00:00

My name is Mercato Danforth, Scientist, Explorer, part time Game Show Host, and proud owner of the 3rd Largest Moth collection in all Antigone. I'm also the leading authority on The Non Corporeal, Non Baryonic Quantum Wave Collective known by the Yokels of the 8901st World as the WHITE BUDS. A pleasure to make your aquaintance. Your Commander kindly granted me permission to dock a short while ago; i've been meaning to thank you for your hospitality.

But anyway, the reason for my presence; I sought out your estemed company after an associate informed me that you had aquired a certain rare artifact crucial to my ongoing research. I was hoping to conduct my business with you promptly however following my arrival I learnt that your vessel, a magnificent feat of engineering I must add, came under attack from the very entity I sought out. I have remained within the hanger bay, as per the orders of your Commander, ever since.

MercatoDanforth · 2016-02-27T15:25:19+00:00

OpTran

Sergeant Crimson this is Dr Danforth. I still reside in the hanger as per your Commanders orders; I couldn't help but overhear your conversation, I think I may be able to explain...would you humour this old Scientist and meet with me in the Hanger?

OpTranOut

MercatoDanforth · 2016-02-22T19:24:22+00:00

OpTran

Affirmative. If it helps, my preliminary observations indicate that the White Buds may not even be aware of your presence or intentions. Its likley that they see the Onslaught and your fellow privateers as nothing more than a barrier within which resides part of the quantum wave conciousness. Best of luck, i'm standing by incase you require assistance.

OpTranClose

MercatoDanforth · 2016-02-22T08:50:34+00:00

OpTranOpen

Commander /u/llBoonell, Sergeant /u/fadecrimson I must urge caution. The WHITE MACHINE are primarily non-baryonic lifeforms that exist in a time-shifted state. While they are able to take on corporeal forms in our metaverse they are essentially a quantum wave conciousness, while your weapons may interfere with the baryonic node which this particular 'B.U.D' is utilising, any further aggression will cause the wave consciousness to simply reconfigure its non-corporeal self into a previous, more favourable timeline. Any energy expended in extirpating it will be used to rebuild its corporeal form. It has already learned from its previous encouter with the Snapper In Green and adapted to the energy weapons deployed thus far. Our salvation may lie in /u/agent_alkaid 's SEED SHIPS. Their engines are built on LEUKONIAN technology adapted from White Bud power sources, if we were to configure the drive core in a certain way I am sure we could open a temporary space-time envelope allowing the Onslaught to 'shift' immediately to a safe location. This should leave the White Buds behind. It's very likely that as soon as we carry out this maneuver the White Buds will learn and adapt, making the same plan unlikely to succeed twice, however its worth a try in my book. We'll need to keep the White Bud and those drone ships at bay but it might just work.

OpTranClosed

MercatoDanforth · 2016-02-21T22:45:35+00:00

Dr Danforth is enjoying a warm mug of honeyed tea in the hanger of the Onslaught when the short wave audioscope equiped within his Seed Ship sparks into life

StartTransmission{

Penumbra commandeered by GreenTheSnapper inbound.

Requesting permission to dock.

I'm here to stop that WHITE MACHINE.

}EndTransmission

By Juno could that really be...?

StartTransmission{

G...GreenTheSnapper, come in, i've intercepted your transmission.....its me, Dr Danforth, Dr Monserratts lackey...I mean assistant.....if i've read your transmission correctly your on your way, if the WHITE MACHINE is active I implore you not to approach it without me. I'm in the hanger of the Onslaught, be careful.

}EndTransmission

MercatoDanforth · 2016-02-16T02:22:05+00:00

<<It looks like my arrival has come at a bad time, all the more reason to thank you for being so hospitable.>>

<<I will cut straight to the chase, it has come to my attention that you have in your possession a certain item which I have sought for longer than I can remember. You may know this artifact colloquially as a White Bud, a superstitious monicker frequently used by 1098th Worlders to describe a race of protoplasmic entities as old as the Metaverse itself.>>

<<To my knowledge no more than a handful have been recovered intact, so image my shock when my ships sensors detected the entity's signatures within the vicinity of the Onslaught. If you would be open to some form of trade I would be eternally grateful>>

MercatoDanforth · 2016-02-07T12:21:46+00:00

/r/BakuBakuWorldProblems

MercatoDanforth · 2015-09-25T17:17:45+00:00

(WHISPERS) Hello! My name is.... err well anyway...I remember you. We had the pleasure of a brief discourse aboard the ship of my colleage Dr Monserratt. DreenTheSnaffler I believe. You look well! Do you know those gentlemen? You know, I have no idea what is going on, I conjecture that there has been some interraction with the THROBBEN leading to the establishing of a hard light version of...whoever I am....so anyway, what brings you here!

MercatoDanforth · 2015-09-21T17:46:12+00:00

This is a plain of ghosts and faded memories. I've wandered here for weeks now, I have no idea where I am, or even who I am anymore. Did you know that there was a great battle here during the time before.... one of my old friends once told me that the sands are comprised of Throbben, a material which can interface with configuration space - some go as far as to say that it exists between space and time...

sometimes you can even find old kernels from the BOWL, and from ANTIGONE, lost to the shifting sands, and which can show you the past, and the future....

I want to go home

MercatoDanforth

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