"Your name must be Boris, because you're Boring me."

Let's go for a gender-neutral name. How about Jesse?

>>395523
Oh oh: Impulse

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/03/28(Wed)22:13 No. 396809 ID: 067a04
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Your name is Soldnein.

"..I like that name."

I thought it fit you well.

"Soldnein. I am Soldnein. Ooh. Having a name is nice."

What about my name?

"Oh. Impulse."

Huh?

"That's your name. Impulse."

Um, thanks.

"You don't like it?"

No, no, I like it, it's just.. Well, it's an odd name, isn't it?

"What's odd about it?"

I'm not sure. Why did you pick Impulse?

"When I think of you, that's your word. It's what you are, really."

What does that mean?

"You act on every thought you have without regret or fear of consequence. I wish I could do the same."

Well, why don't you?

"I guess I'm too busy thinking about what going on around us. Where we are. Is anything real?"

We've been over this, haven't we?

"Yes.. But I can't stop thinking about it. It haunts me."

You're warm.

"What?"

You are a warm tree.

"..You're warm too."

Mmm.

"Where do you think we are, Impulse?"

>>396809
Maybe this is the beginning of the universe, and we are the first beings to ever live?

Maybe we used to be different, or be elsewhere. We seem to share some basic ideas, for example, but more complicated ideas aren't translating very well, so perhaps where we started from only shared those basic things.

>>396814
Or maybe this is the end? Perhaps we could be the only two remaining things existing?

...Is there even a difference though, between the start and the end of a universe?

maybe sleeping.

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/03/31(Sat)00:51 No. 397319 ID: 067a04
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Well, it could be that we're asleep, that this is all a dream.

"Oh, I hope not."

We could also be the first things to exist, or the last.

"That scares me, too. But it's also.. Not so bad. If there were things before or after us. I.. I think I could grow to accept that."

Maybe we came from somewhere else. Somewhere we don't remember.

"All sound theories, little bird. But I remember everything. And that makes you wrong."

"What is- I.. I can see it. Can you see it, Impulse?"

I see it.

"What are you?"

"I don't care what you think I am. Though you are allowed to guess, you will be wrong. No fledgling minds may interpret me."

What do you want?

"Everything."

"But we have nothing."

"You have yourselves."

>>397319
Oh, I know what you are. You're a prick.

You cannot have anything of ours. Leave us. You are not worthy of our attention.

he's a walking paradox.

You're a figment of the storyteller's imagination. You're a construct of words and pixels. You're nothing at all. Now go away.

>>397319
Ah, so we are fledgling minds... this implies new ones like us are born regularly.

This guy sounds like a predator. I think we should run. Our tree friend can walk on his roots, right?

Our bird-senses suggest you are Suffering.
So if you want to have everything, does that include having nothing?

>>397382
Of course he can. He is a magic tree-thing.

Well, you can't have our selves--they're ours by the very definition!

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/04/16(Mon)13:02 No. 401777 ID: 067a04
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Well, you can't have our selves. They're ours!

I do not require your approval.

"You're just a figment. We have nothing to fear from you!"

Whether you fear me or not, whether you think I am real or not, it does not matter. I shall always approach. I shall always pursue. If you should consider me a dream, then you shall find your end to be of a particularly dreamy persuasion.

Soldnein, can you run?

"I.. Of course. But should we?"

It's getting closer.

Your fates are already mine. Your existence is forfeit. Comfort yourselves, then embrace oblivion.

"If you want everything, then you must have nothing.

I have had nothing. As have you. But then I took the nothings of others, until they became a something. Something more important than anything else. There must be more of them. There must always be more of things. I must collect them. That is my purpose. And what are a few sacrifices in the name of a purpose? Nothing. Prepare to serve your purpose.

So if he always approaches, what happens if we move away in slightly different directions? Lets find out.

split up a litte, so you are still visible but further away from it. so it must choose.

>Sorry, we've already got purposes! Try some other figments!

or

>Take its nothing/something instead!

I'm seriously not intimidated. Bowl him over with your power.

What thing do many nothings combine to create? Many times zero is still zero.

Although given we seem to have formed out of nothing, knowing nothing and apropros of nothing, perhaps this is not accurate here.

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/04/22(Sun)13:03 No. 403345 ID: 067a04
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Soldnein, let's split up. It can't follow both of us.

"But what if it follows you?"

I'll take it down!

"Are you sure you can?"

Of course! It's probably just bluffing, anyway. I'm not impressed.

"And.. What if it follows me?"

Then I'll save you.

"Why? Why would you risk yourself for me? I might not even be real. Maybe nothing is real."

If nothing matters, then everything matters the same amount. And Soldnein.. You're real to me. You're my purpose. My reason to exist.

"Impulse.."

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/04/22(Sun)13:03 No. 403346 ID: 067a04
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Whoa, what are you doing?

"I'm doing what you would do, and I'm doing it for you."

"We'll go together."

Soldnein what if you get hurt?!

nuuu ;_;

resist.

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/05/01(Tue)00:27 No. 406416 ID: 067a04
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No! Stop! We'll go together!

"No, Impulse. I'm sorry."

Please! Don't do this!

"Cheer up, little bird. I won't be gone long."

I don't believe you!

"Think of me. You thought of me before, didn't you? You made me real."

You were always real! Don't go! Don't leave me!

"I'll never leave you. I'm a part of you, just as you're a part of me. We make each other real."

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/05/01(Tue)00:28 No. 406417 ID: 067a04
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"Goodbye, Impulse."

No!

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/05/01(Tue)00:28 No. 406419 ID: 067a04
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No, no..

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/05/01(Tue)00:29 No. 406420 ID: 067a04
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No.

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/05/01(Tue)00:29 No. 406422 ID: 067a04
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......

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/05/01(Tue)00:30 No. 406423 ID: 067a04
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.......................

hold on to the gold and blue threads. wear them with pride.

Before, we were white.

Now these shall be our colors.

Eat eat eat

Hey, don't let yourself fade away!

Is that what Soldnein would have wanted?

Hey, come on. It's alright, buddy.

See if there's anything else around. If there isn't then we can try to make something.

Hey, come on. It's alright, buddy.

See if there's anything else around. If there isn't then we can try to make something.

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/05/03(Thu)17:52 No. 407778 ID: d73acd
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..............

........Hey.

Is there someone here?

"I would say so! But imagine yourself first, stranger, before you imagine me. What do you look like? I can only find darkness within you."

i am... broken

>>407778
You are the darkness, then. Empty and yet not nothing. You shall be the anathema of that red angular entity.

I am a bird, but my wing has broken. I must heal before I can fly again.

>>407797
We are a knight. We seek to destroy Suffering and save Soldnein and those that shall follow. Will you help us in our quest?

like nothing...

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/05/03(Thu)23:42 No. 407898 ID: d73acd
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I was a bird. But then I was... Broken.

"Oh! Really? That's fascinating! And you'll find no one better to fix you. I admit I have no idea what a bird is, but that's never stopped me before. Now, what do you think I look like?"

What's your name?

Wires, gears, smooth and irregular metal.

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/05/06(Sun)12:42 No. 408858 ID: 067a04
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..What's your name?

"Ah, yes, I do suppose I was a bit quick to the punch there! I am Parsimony, a Jyrolt aberration. I could force my image into your mind, but where's the fun in that? Imagination is the backbone of the universe, and even Thought itself! Please, your imagination seems darkened, and I hate to speak with tortured souls. Imagine! Think! Let your mind create your world! I don't suppose you've imagined a world yet, have you? Well, there's always time for that later. Now, again, what do you think I look like?"

..Uh, gears, wires I guess?

"That's all you've got? Come on, gimme a good Think here, birdie friend! I wanna look crazy awesome! The only limit is what you can imagine, after all! Give it a real shot this time, and once more: what do think I look like?"

http://tgchan.org/kusaba/questdis/src/133633589868.png

>>408884
Wow, yeah. That.

>>408884
Hell yes

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/05/11(Fri)01:44 No. 410479 ID: 067a04
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You look like some sort of gentleman, but you're also all gears and wires and stuff. You've got a cape, too.

"A cape? I love capes! I think. Well, that's good enough. Now tell me, friend.. Do you have a name?"

I suppose.

"'I Suppose'? Odd name, indeed! But then, who am I to judge?"

No, no, my name is Impulse.

"Oh, I see, Impulse, yes, very good name, that. Good word, too. You seem to be lightening up, friend. But what could have darkened such a brilliant soul in the first place?"

I.. I lost someone. It was such a long time ago, or maybe it was just moments..? I can't remember.

"Ah, time is a strange thing to understand, especially alone. Nothing can keep you informed like a companion, I'm afraid. Solitude is the greatest foe of sanity. I too had another mind to guide me on my path, but, sadly, the fates resigned me to tread my weary way alone. Complex business, you know. Wouldn't want to bore you with it. But it seems opportunity has been kind to us, friend, if you would be my friend! Loneliness is so very dull, and I would be ever so joyful to part ways with it. I'm sure you agree?"

I'm not sure. It's.. Been so very long. Or.. Or has it been..?

"Join me, friend, and never worry this way again!"

Wait, please.. I have to think.

"Perfectly understandable."

>>410479
Being lost together is better than being lost alone.

Friends are good, no matter the situation.

Ask him more about the mind he had to part with. Also, warn him about... whatever that red thing was.

Perhaps it's time we imagined up some scenery? A clearing in the woods, with a solitary tree in the center. You know how the tree should look.

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/05/25(Fri)22:48 No. 416064 ID: 067a04
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Well, I guess it's better to be lost together.

"That's the spirit! Or is it? I don't know!"

Hey, I have questions—

"No time to dawdle, not today! Follow along, then, and we'll be on our merry way!"

But where are we going?

"Oh, I shouldn't presume to know what is or wasn't or would be along our path, for to guess is not to think but to believe, and that's not quite what I might wonder to be freedom. Freedom is the only thing that seems within itself to matter, after all. All else is fluid, subjective, and synonymically profuse, you see; it limits our thoughts, consigns what we might possibly find time to think from our mind's eye into the eye of the beholder. I do hope you understand?"

I.. Think I almost do.

"Almost is almost always almost enough. Let's continue."

..So, where are we going again?

"Did I not say?"

Uh, sort of?

"Where we are is up for debate, and where we are going is entirely dependent upon where we are. So we must first discern what is or isn't or could be to understand what possibly may be in light of what we don't know to be not. Do you see?"

..So we're lost.

"Precisely!"

Then why should we attempt to go anywhere if we don't know what anywhere is?

"Oh there are manywheres anywhere could be. Look into your mind. All that you see there is what may conceivably be there, and all that could not should not or would not be of consequence. All that you imagine is all that you understand, so try, if you would, to imagine a faraway land. A place, a thing besides ourselves, a world to call your own. I have one, you know. It's true!"

What are you asking me to do?

"Picture a place, and it will be here, a path to wander, a foe to fear. Anything can be real, if you decide it, whether a Cirsa, or a Lume to ride it, so take a gamble. Imagine. Think. What kind of world would you through amble?"

The ruins of a dying world. Cities burn, and the land is devoid of life. Solitude fosters thoughts.

>>416076

also the city is full of artifacts that could solve every problem ever but everybody who had the knowledge of operating them is deaaaad

>>416119
And it's made of angry red bendy straws.

And the air always tastes sweet. The ground is rich with possibility and comfortable between your toes. The moon hangs low in the sky, never quite setting. There are secret beauties to behold in the cracks.

And there's jagged spires of twisted metal

>>416251
Yet each edge is polished smooth, as if the metal rejected intentions of injury.

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/06/15(Fri)22:36 No. 422901 ID: 067a04
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I imagine.. A dead world. A world of broken buildings and lifeless plants. Spires of twisted, polished metal reflect the light of a moon which never quite sets beyond the horizon.

"You're.. Not a very happy bird, are you?"

No, I don't think I am.

"Well, perhaps your spirits could be elevated if you'd just give them something to do. Let's play a game! A game of losing and finding. I'll be lost, and you'll be the one to find me, or perhaps not! But we could never have much fun here, or at least, not a lot. Can you think of anywhere else you might wish to be or want to see?"

I suppose I did have one other idea..

"Oh, good, I love ideas! I think."

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/06/15(Fri)22:37 No. 422902 ID: 067a04
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It's a forest clearing. It's calm and gentle, and... There's a tree here.

"Now, see, aren't you happier now?"

...No, not really.

...

...Hello?

...

Parsimony must have hidden, Soldnein. You just look like Soldnein, don't you? But you're not Soldnein. You can't tell me what's true and what's not, or what path to follow. You're not even - not even real. And without you, how can I be? The only one left to tell me what to do is me, and I don't know who I am without you!

...

I can't keep talking to you. I need to find what makes me real. What makes me Impulse.

...

Goodbye, Soldnein. I'm sorry.

Looks like there's a number of paths. I'd say follow the green one.

Fly up, see if you can tell where the paths go

all paths lead somewhere just pick one at random.

Before you leave, find a little bit of tranquility and closure and imagine that the tree looks just a little bit happier as if Soldnein is at peace

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/06/22(Fri)04:59 No. 424966 ID: 067a04
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...

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/06/22(Fri)04:59 No. 424967 ID: 067a04
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...

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/06/22(Fri)05:02 No. 424968 ID: 067a04
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...Hello?

"Hello."

Who are you?

"That's up to you."

What, don't you think you have a voice in who you are, greenling?

"You are what I perceive. Nothing."

Leave, and take the center right path with the purple.

>>424968
You are a black cat, hidden in the shadow.

a blob, easily reshaped by those around it, but unbreakable in it's ambiguity.

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/06/24(Sun)08:10 No. 425552 ID: 067a04
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You're a blob, easily changeable by those around it.

"I don't think I am, but I could be."

You're not? Well.. You're a black cat, hidden in the shadows.

"Nope. Don't think so."

Aaagh, then you are what I perceive: nothing.

"If that's what you think is best."

Look, don't you have any say in who you are?

"If you want."

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/06/24(Sun)08:10 No. 425553 ID: 067a04
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...Huh.

"I have been alone. You, too, are alone. You are lost, and you are searching. You do not know what you are searching for. I know many things. Ask, if you feel like it. I'll answer."

"What am I?"

Is there a way to bring back those who have been taken by the red thing that wants everything?

Lacking that, a way to kill it? Revenge would be great.

"Where is Parsimony hiding"

IdiomAlpha!a1..dIzWW2 2012/07/14(Sat)23:11 No. 432722 ID: 067a04
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Do you know where Parsimony is hiding?

"Parsimony is strange to me. I do not know how it thinks."

Do you know how to stop the thing that wants everything, or save those it has taken?

"Just wait. Everything ceases eventually."

...Do you know what I am?

"You are new. You are nothing much, but you are becoming."

Becoming what?

"That is up to you."

You're not very helpful, you know.

"If that's what you think."

Do you know how to find people if you /do/ know how they think?

This guy isn't helping much. He bases his answers off of how he thinks the subject in question is, and being a big patch of... green, he obviously doesn't have much experience in that matter. He won't be much help.

Let's go back, and try the topmost path on the right-hand side.

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/08/23(Thu)16:47 No. 446684 ID: 1e31a4
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Do you know how to find someone if you do know how they think?

"It's a distinct possibility."

You're useless. Goodbye.

"If that's what you think. Goodbye."

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/08/23(Thu)16:49 No. 446685 ID: 1e31a4
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...Hello? Is someone there?

why stopped

What?

you have stopped paused hesitated waited why

I can't see where the path goes.

why does that stop you

"Because I have no way of knowing what lies ahead of me. Is it safe?"

>>446685
I think we are not thinking like a reality-altering mind. We are not attempting to change things by thinking. Let's change that.

Decide that the path continues, curling upwards impossibly towards the other paths we have not progressed upon.

Give a form to the voice, that of a snail on the side of the path.

>>446685

The only reason I had to keep going was that I could see the path. Now I can't find it, so have no reason to go anywhere.

It wasn't a very good reason to keep going anyway. I think I may be looking for somebody.

It WOULDN'T have stopped us for long, but then we heard you asking us why we stopped. Now we are talking to you.

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/08/29(Wed)07:20 No. 449131 ID: 067a04
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Because I have no way of knowing what lies ahead of me. Is it safe?

safe protected secure yes

The only reason I had to keep going was that I could see the path. Now I can't find it, so I have no reason to go anywhere. It wasn't a good reason, anyway. I think I'm looking for somebody.

you think imagine pretend fabricate lie these things these everythings

once you had nothing absence void emptiness null it was all you had it is all you have

What do you mean?

there is no path there is no anywhere there is nothing to look for find discover

I decide if the path continues. And I decide it does!

of course you decide you are alone always forever why lie fabricate pretend imagine think otherwise

Why doesn't the path continue?! Why won't it go on?

there is no path that leads outside of you

you are alone

you cannot truly be

you think imagine pretend fabricate lie but you are nothing

there was nothing once

there is only nothing now

Then why can we hear you? Everyone else that we have heard has some shape to them.

While you may only be able to see nothing is there, that does not mean that there is nothing further along the path.

Something is chewing into the path, and you might want shine some light onto that area. After all if it hits nothing then there is no issue.

Either way, you might as well return to the fountain afterwards, if both are illusions then it would be more pleasant to be in the presence of something that doesn't want to you to stop in place.

>>449131
I think, therefore I am. Not nothing.

Let us get away from this fool (before it starts to attack us)

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/09/24(Mon)14:52 No. 457597 ID: 067a04
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I think, therefore I am. Not nothing!

...

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/09/24(Mon)14:54 No. 457602 ID: 067a04
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...

That was easier than I expected it to be.

Blue

Blue sounds splendid.

Blueness.

No reason not to go with blue.

impulse!a1..dIzWW2 2012/10/23(Tue)18:21 No. 465650 ID: 067a04
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...

Hello?

Is there somebody here?

...

...what is this?

>>465650
It's a door at the edge of a rocky beach, where waves crash up on the shore sending foam high into the air.

That's my interpretation.

looks like a giant anus to me.

A door beyond an exploding mountain.