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i've gone with a mix of a bunch of things. there is a multiverse, it exists within a sea of probability. Unreality is my magic equivalent, the source of the supernatural. Bubbles of different realities that move around or intersect, all floating in the quantum foam. Protected by an often...

of what? wasps? aka pointy bees? can fly higher up than me? oh gods, the wasps! they're all my fears, in one! run! run for your lives!

and you just HAD to wear the one with all the holes in it today.

I am offering my story, to be analyzed by the great and mighty chicks. criticize me, tear me apart and tell me what i did wrong. This is a hyperlink to my story, Spookshifted. It's still in its early stages, so would love feedback so i can improve and go back, edit earlier chapters to be more...

oh wait! almost forgot about my crippling fear of heights! the ground is safe, i cannot fall off the ground. no human should be allowed to walk above another, lest our hubris brings about another fall of babylon.

my irrational fear is wasps and bees. i will cuddle a spicy tarantula, even hold em. Vespiforms? yeah, no, they're like spiders with wings. or giant ants. smart, dangerous, can fly, and always plotting my death. any of em get into my room, i flee the house until it dies of old age. or leaves on...

I use footnotes for extra lore. that way it doesn't break the flow of the story while still being in the relevant location.

oh good, should give us all plenty of material, and time, to work with as chapters catch up.

if you ever need to pull on the planck strings of probability, to swim in the depths of the quantum foam and make bs happen, i'm your man! er, octopus.

ugh, figures.

universe needs to get with the program oh, tell the universe i said hi, long time no see.

skill issue

And Schrödinger's student, along with a lost cat, a radium particle, and poison gas. I'm sure they're around here somewhere, too. If you need me, i'll be in the chem lab, doing nerd things.

This one's chair, the πth chair, is everywhere, and nowhere. it's not very rational, so it doesn't have the sense to exist coherently like some of us do. It's on the floor AND the ceiling AND the walls all at the same time. I am, of course, sitting in all of them, and none of them at once...

Hello! I'd like to transfer in and join the madness! Race: quantum octopus Chair: π Name: quagma Gender: none (they/them) Info: subatomic cephalopod from the very depths of probability itself. more "quantum" than "magic", but still quite eldritch. quite a few eldritch chaos gods round here...

If you're still doing these, I'd appreciate one! It's a modern fantasy story. If I were any good at designing covers, I'd do it myself haha.