Got word from Deson - he's doing great, sends a hello to all and hopes we're having a good time here at the *Meeting*.

I'll be including some of his (past) art here in the Opera soon.

So where we going from here folks?

I've got a day left to write before my big move so please let me know hwat direction you'd like to go in.

Thankers

Originally posted by silo13
Got word from Deson - he's doing great, sends a hello to all and hopes we're having a good time here at the *Meeting*.

I'll be including some of his (past) art here in the Opera soon.

So where we going from here folks?

I've got a day left to write before my big move so please let me know hwat direction you'd like to go in.

Thankers

Please try to clear up Yydryl's leftovers that are keeping the story line static, we should be engaged in dialog about the threats to the "universe" and moving towards the "rift" or the OPhi's, perhaps as a closer "unit".

KMeanwhile happy moving, "smile, it makes people wonder what you are up to"

I really just have nothing to end this meeting but I will try to stir up something inside and get it done.

Well my rather lame post is up.

Neno tag your it.
Your next.
Take us somewhere.

[edit on 2-11-2009 by cindymars]

Ok the movers are here, lol, moving around me.

I've cleared up some things in my last post (for now)...

- Chumley's taken full command of his tongue and his role as Security Officer, so , he's ready for anyone to use around the table now - or later.

- Carpet has made his way onto the bridge and he’s there for all to use, for now, if needed.

- The Shifter proved in the confusion over Deson not only could he *shift* into Deson but also Chumley.

- The problem of Deson's *seat* at the table is taken care of. (He can't sit, he's a horse type being how in the hell is he going to use a seat)... So in those type of situations he uses a hologram of himself, (half I suspect) to *join meetings*...

- Also, Deson is now at the meeting in his seat as a hologram and can explain (if anyone wants to go there) about him being *taken in* by the Shifter as Chumley.

- So, I'm off into the Center to explore and so Ship‘s bidding.

- Deson has supplied us with the little *Wee* single person machines - (they're a blast) to explore the Center.

Also, it's been said a few times not only is the Center far too huge to explore in an hour or a day, but there are Jungles, vast planes, water, mountains, etc.

Don't ask me how she did it but she did!

Have fun in there all!

So I think that clears up everything I needed to do - whether I'm back tomorrow or in a few days.

Also, I heard I'll be able to (hopefully) get on line in a few days but it will be WAY SLOW. Oh well - better than nothing.

So I'll go back and edit my post in the Opera when I can - I hope in an hour or so between trips.




[edit on 2-11-2009 by silo13]

Silo! Cindymars! EXCELLENT posts! I particularly liked the notion of the berry liquor. It reminded me of a batch of blackberry brandy I accidentally constructed when I was a teenager.

The WEEh's Im visualizing as a sort of hovercraft with wheels, on the same general plan as a snowmobile.

Now I reckon the ball is in my court, and I have to figure out a way to get to ships's center without Silo, who is already there, to spring that post out. I've already written the general post, but as they say, the devil is in the details, and I need to sort out the details to get me there.

Is Cim able to walk me to it now?

Lemme work on it... * walks off scratching head and grumbling*

Originally posted by cindymars

I am a bit confused, I dont think going into SHIP's Center puts you right into nature? But only Silo knows.

I got that notion from some of Silo's posts, and especially her most recent one, with the picture of the jungle right at the mouth of the cave.

Also I didn't think the caccoons were in SHIP Center but I also don't know for sure.

I'm not clear on that either (which means neno might not be that clear either, especially give the alcohol you've been plying him with, naughty girl! I think you need a spanking! ), but I thought the cocoons were in some sort of room or enclosure right off of the Ship's Center, since that's where Studious crashed, and he found them while looking for a place to hide.

Good post Neno, are we going to have a roll in the jungle. joking!

I KNEW there was some reason you were trying to get neno drunk! You're gonna take unfair advantage of him, aren't you?

OMG I went back to the begining and realized we have been at theis since March of last year. I wish Whisper would return.

I thought she was going to return after school started, but she may have found other pursuits to occupy herself. I've not heard from her in a while.

[edit on 2009/11/3 by nenothtu]

Originally posted by cindymars

Good post Neno, are we going to have a roll in the jungle. joking!

"Let's bungle in the jungle --- well, that's all right by me.

I'm a tiger when I want love,

but I'm a snake if we disagree."

-Ian Anderson, Jethro Tull

I'm thinking a degree of tension between the two characters might not be a bad thing to play off of, from a writer's standpoint.

What is, but shouldn't be.

What isn't, but should be.

What could have been, but never was.

What was, and regrets produced.

What wasn't, and regrets produced.

The possibilities are limitless, it all depends on the direction taken next. Or after that. Or after that.

You get the idea. Keep in mind that neno had a vague "familiar" feeling about the Blue Lady he saw onscreen at the first encounter between the two ships, oh so long ago. What was that about? An ancestral memory? Some memory from his own past that he's blocked, or has been blocked for him? Was it just the process of having his vibrational awareness raised? Or was it just a bad ham sandwich?

Also keep in mind that he hasn't yet connected THAT Cim to the Cim before him now, in a new guise.

There was an allusion back then that the vibrational raising, and the resulting coma, had some sort of "effect" on him, that even neno doesn't realize yet.

Like I said, the possibilities are endless. I'll leave it in your capable hands to run with, or not, as you see fit, and I'll just fall in wherever. Sort of like the hand thing.