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Alone

How many dawns were unentangled skimming eastward in silent oceans drying up in New World shallows before they could have broken off into my dusty silica and sat here pooling on my desk; The ones I missed when I could sleep? I've remade the same burr oak nine thousand ways; the eyes, the glass whichever holds it steadiest will stand for all I think is real. But am I seen, am I known, are there words . . .? Imagine that I lay with you, photons drowning on your lips. Can I touch them, anyway?

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GUN METAL BLACK

Acidic skies Kingdoms of rust Alchemy Phosphorescence halo X-ray Heavens Electric blue Shadows of play Ethereal lights Exploding into oblivion The mystery of reason The common consensus of all that was and what will be A want to live, a need to kill Lounge lizard A showman A Sharman Lady of envy Scarlet night Joust and gloved The jester of intent Duel, countdown to an end About turn Drawn upon, fire A short straw Russian roulette In the veiled light The Spin of dice A show of hands The Grim Reaper And the hangman's noose

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TempShrt #38: The Claw That Pleads Nevermore

Within the lands, writhe with shadows and dread, lie a village of damp wooden houses the size of five-story buildings. Halls of banquets, communions, harbingers, and labor are occupied by those who are used to living in the light and those used to living in the shadow. In days of old, both sides traversed different roads that led them to becoming one harmonious group of protector and provider. The Ravenclaw were and still are creatures born from the darkness of humanity. They only knew one thing that all beasts instinctively follow: the way of survival. To them, the unwary deer in the woods, the bird flapping its wings in the golden-blue, inviting sky, and the ever-evolving mind and body of the human body and spirit were but prey. The Ravenclaw never, in its ancient moments, ever considered the blood on its claws, the shadow it casts when it hunts, the very void that would have been where its heart would reside, nor the possibility of kinship upon similar visage that they, their even

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Hello Fellow Peering Eyes

So a bit of an update before anyone thinks I've succumb to the insanity of being a brain in a space suit floating in space with no way to get out of it...or that I really did get lost or something in the "SANCTUARY OF THE ONE TRUTH" whatever that really means...I still have some weird dreams from that adventure. I fell victim to a slight space allergy and have been busy working Space Constellation Brewery...I think the name was called and fell asleep ALOT afterwards. However through the willpower of my rather stupored nerves I was able to get off the floating blanket that I currently sleep on that use to be a bed and muster enough energy to give you this update...YAYYYYYY!!! So, here's some teasers for the upcoming stories that should start coming on Sunday. A cryptic creature has...or has always been existing within the universe of Template that you all maybe able to guess from the "cryptic" label that likes to feed on the poor beings that exist here for some sort of otherwordly

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Template Bonus #4: The NiverDjinn

Year ???? in the Aechelon out of times reach In a realm with pale white flames bright enough to still be seen through the palest of white colors exists a being. He is unknown by those not of his original dimension, known by greater entities as a higher lifeform… and known by believers as one of the few higher lifeforms that still believes in only one deity and no other deity before Him. Those who randomly find a regular wooden door floating in midair, or a door glowing with pale white energy, may open these doors to enter the Aechelon, the home of the NiverDjinn. Only a few people may encounter him outside the Aechelon, getting himself a glass of water—not because he needs to, but because he symbolizes an opportunity for them… an opportunity to offer a brief moment of joy to those who deserve it. A door opens in the Aechelon, through which a man with one eye missing and an amputated left arm walks in, seemingly on the verge of death, shuffling one foot forward as if his right leg is

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The Red Eyes(Template Wrld Bild edited Draft pt1)

Template 0: The red room The Red Room is the pinnacle of creation in the Templateverse. Everything that is supposed to happen, that has happened, and that will happen is foreseen within the Red Room. It is governed by two forces: the Red Eye Entities and the Red Eye Collective. The Red Eye Entities are individual creators—eyes from the outside peering in. They do not know who they are or why they exist, but deep down, they understand that they are doing the right thing. The Red Eye Collective, on the other hand, is the unified consciousness formed by these entities. Unlike the individuals, the Collective knows exactly what it is doing, when, and how. It perceives the entirety of the Templateverse—events long before and long after they occur. The Entities guide the Collective in the creation of Template, ensuring the birth of everything within it. The first things both forces perceive are the Characters—beings visible to both the Entities and the Collective. Everything else is only

EchosKhimera

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Alters

Starring off into space Are you ok they say I can't feel anything So numb dead numb I can't take it anymore I want to feel something more than this emptiness that's overwhelming me internally into thoughts of suicide Where Mothyii plagues us I don't think you can relate to how I am feeling it's like being possessed There different part of me separate Like sometimes controlling the movements of my body thoughts and feelings they could just stop talk so much I want to scream at myself I can't see who's driving I'm locked inside crying as I lose control of my mind when i get scared or terrified I jump out of my body in less than seconds Switching mid sentence I feel so dizzy I feel like vomiting Then the inner worlds silence like a calm before the storm Transferring places inside the Nero networking the ghost in the machine to live But I'm sitting in the back seat not understanding what's happening The world looks fake like 2 dimensional static tv on a 90's tv screen

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Mothyii

Falling in line As Mothyii Creeps in The suicidal alter state of mind The identity that wants to end my life when When he awakens I start cry out of nowhere Who where am i Who am I today How did I get here I'm floating outside my body watching the world turn grey Static to tunnel vison is aiming in I just really want control of my body When my emotions possess me Like angels inside that look like demons I want to hide in the shower where I'll be dissected divided unknown by the selfish assassin When he gets his guts all in a rut If I'm not careful I might bleed out or not wake back up I'm so afraid one day I'll float so far away I can't recognize myself in the mirror The world feel so unreal like allice and wonder land And that cat is my best friend as allice guide me down the rabbit instead of running late I and running early to beat the fates But I know that pointless to try to out run my self He take over and cuts me up tattoos my body and messes shit up I

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Untitled

This echoes the quantum observer effect where alters the temples system consciousness acts as the We none have been born a observer From prolonged experienced trauma Looping the ritual since the beginning I devoted my mind and my body No matter how far I had to push My body to the razor thin line of death to crossing over and coming back Flatliner That's a fact In fate as the black pope of my temple The Death Moth Leader Order Of The Blood Eclipse Seeking hidden knowledge hidden by stupid humans So greedy hiding everything in plane sight Patterns formed and gifts given by the machine elves we the entities that posses this body keeping it alive extending this existence this life no matter what's the price Immortal lost to the stretch of slipping time cosmic horrors help me sleep at night sacrificing everything and anything To find the forbidden knowledge I was magical out come huh obsessive I'm religious A master of my discipline We are many inside but we are one in

KarjamP

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Karjamian Mythos: Backstory snippet#94

Blue K's HUD lens is controlled via the brain waves of its users (or equivalent). Being in an alternate form or someone else using them both aren't usually problems since the lens is designed to accommodate alternate types of minds.

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Karjamian Mythos: Backstory snippet#152

Blue K taught himself neuropsychology for his personal goals within Computer Science. He used his knowledge in order to build AIs and neural interfaces into computers and virtual realities.

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Karjamian Mythos: Backstory snippet#399

Karjamian technology that's operated by one's mind, as well as Blue K's personal mind-operated gadgets, are designed so that one needs to "will" it, not "think" it.This is done to avoid the problem of someone thinking about the tech doing something, but not actually wanting the tech to do so.

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Alone

How many dawns were unentangled skimming eastward in silent oceans drying up in New World shallows before they could have broken off into my dusty silica and sat here pooling on my desk; The ones I missed when I could sleep? I've remade the same burr oak nine thousand ways; the eyes, the glass whichever holds it steadiest will stand for all I think is real. But am I seen, am I known, are there words . . .? Imagine that I lay with you, photons drowning on your lips. Can I touch them, anyway?

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GUN METAL BLACK

Acidic skies Kingdoms of rust Alchemy Phosphorescence halo X-ray Heavens Electric blue Shadows of play Ethereal lights Exploding into oblivion The mystery of reason The common consensus of all that was and what will be A want to live, a need to kill Lounge lizard A showman A Sharman Lady of envy Scarlet night Joust and gloved The jester of intent Duel, countdown to an end About turn Drawn upon, fire A short straw Russian roulette In the veiled light The Spin of dice A show of hands The Grim Reaper And the hangman's noose

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TempShrt #38: The Claw That Pleads Nevermore

Within the lands, writhe with shadows and dread, lie a village of damp wooden houses the size of five-story buildings. Halls of banquets, communions, harbingers, and labor are occupied by those who are used to living in the light and those used to living in the shadow. In days of old, both sides traversed different roads that led them to becoming one harmonious group of protector and provider. The Ravenclaw were and still are creatures born from the darkness of humanity. They only knew one thing that all beasts instinctively follow: the way of survival. To them, the unwary deer in the woods, the bird flapping its wings in the golden-blue, inviting sky, and the ever-evolving mind and body of the human body and spirit were but prey. The Ravenclaw never, in its ancient moments, ever considered the blood on its claws, the shadow it casts when it hunts, the very void that would have been where its heart would reside, nor the possibility of kinship upon similar visage that they, their even

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Hello Fellow Peering Eyes

So a bit of an update before anyone thinks I've succumb to the insanity of being a brain in a space suit floating in space with no way to get out of it...or that I really did get lost or something in the "SANCTUARY OF THE ONE TRUTH" whatever that really means...I still have some weird dreams from that adventure. I fell victim to a slight space allergy and have been busy working Space Constellation Brewery...I think the name was called and fell asleep ALOT afterwards. However through the willpower of my rather stupored nerves I was able to get off the floating blanket that I currently sleep on that use to be a bed and muster enough energy to give you this update...YAYYYYYY!!! So, here's some teasers for the upcoming stories that should start coming on Sunday. A cryptic creature has...or has always been existing within the universe of Template that you all maybe able to guess from the "cryptic" label that likes to feed on the poor beings that exist here for some sort of otherwordly

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Template Bonus #4: The NiverDjinn

Year ???? in the Aechelon out of times reach In a realm with pale white flames bright enough to still be seen through the palest of white colors exists a being. He is unknown by those not of his original dimension, known by greater entities as a higher lifeform… and known by believers as one of the few higher lifeforms that still believes in only one deity and no other deity before Him. Those who randomly find a regular wooden door floating in midair, or a door glowing with pale white energy, may open these doors to enter the Aechelon, the home of the NiverDjinn. Only a few people may encounter him outside the Aechelon, getting himself a glass of water—not because he needs to, but because he symbolizes an opportunity for them… an opportunity to offer a brief moment of joy to those who deserve it. A door opens in the Aechelon, through which a man with one eye missing and an amputated left arm walks in, seemingly on the verge of death, shuffling one foot forward as if his right leg is

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The Red Eyes(Template Wrld Bild edited Draft pt1)

Template 0: The red room The Red Room is the pinnacle of creation in the Templateverse. Everything that is supposed to happen, that has happened, and that will happen is foreseen within the Red Room. It is governed by two forces: the Red Eye Entities and the Red Eye Collective. The Red Eye Entities are individual creators—eyes from the outside peering in. They do not know who they are or why they exist, but deep down, they understand that they are doing the right thing. The Red Eye Collective, on the other hand, is the unified consciousness formed by these entities. Unlike the individuals, the Collective knows exactly what it is doing, when, and how. It perceives the entirety of the Templateverse—events long before and long after they occur. The Entities guide the Collective in the creation of Template, ensuring the birth of everything within it. The first things both forces perceive are the Characters—beings visible to both the Entities and the Collective. Everything else is only

EchosKhimera

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Alters

Starring off into space Are you ok they say I can't feel anything So numb dead numb I can't take it anymore I want to feel something more than this emptiness that's overwhelming me internally into thoughts of suicide Where Mothyii plagues us I don't think you can relate to how I am feeling it's like being possessed There different part of me separate Like sometimes controlling the movements of my body thoughts and feelings they could just stop talk so much I want to scream at myself I can't see who's driving I'm locked inside crying as I lose control of my mind when i get scared or terrified I jump out of my body in less than seconds Switching mid sentence I feel so dizzy I feel like vomiting Then the inner worlds silence like a calm before the storm Transferring places inside the Nero networking the ghost in the machine to live But I'm sitting in the back seat not understanding what's happening The world looks fake like 2 dimensional static tv on a 90's tv screen

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Mothyii

Falling in line As Mothyii Creeps in The suicidal alter state of mind The identity that wants to end my life when When he awakens I start cry out of nowhere Who where am i Who am I today How did I get here I'm floating outside my body watching the world turn grey Static to tunnel vison is aiming in I just really want control of my body When my emotions possess me Like angels inside that look like demons I want to hide in the shower where I'll be dissected divided unknown by the selfish assassin When he gets his guts all in a rut If I'm not careful I might bleed out or not wake back up I'm so afraid one day I'll float so far away I can't recognize myself in the mirror The world feel so unreal like allice and wonder land And that cat is my best friend as allice guide me down the rabbit instead of running late I and running early to beat the fates But I know that pointless to try to out run my self He take over and cuts me up tattoos my body and messes shit up I

Literature

Untitled

This echoes the quantum observer effect where alters the temples system consciousness acts as the We none have been born a observer From prolonged experienced trauma Looping the ritual since the beginning I devoted my mind and my body No matter how far I had to push My body to the razor thin line of death to crossing over and coming back Flatliner That's a fact In fate as the black pope of my temple The Death Moth Leader Order Of The Blood Eclipse Seeking hidden knowledge hidden by stupid humans So greedy hiding everything in plane sight Patterns formed and gifts given by the machine elves we the entities that posses this body keeping it alive extending this existence this life no matter what's the price Immortal lost to the stretch of slipping time cosmic horrors help me sleep at night sacrificing everything and anything To find the forbidden knowledge I was magical out come huh obsessive I'm religious A master of my discipline We are many inside but we are one in

KarjamP

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Karjamian Mythos: Backstory snippet#94

Blue K's HUD lens is controlled via the brain waves of its users (or equivalent). Being in an alternate form or someone else using them both aren't usually problems since the lens is designed to accommodate alternate types of minds.

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Karjamian Mythos: Backstory snippet#152

Blue K taught himself neuropsychology for his personal goals within Computer Science. He used his knowledge in order to build AIs and neural interfaces into computers and virtual realities.

Literature

Karjamian Mythos: Backstory snippet#399

Karjamian technology that's operated by one's mind, as well as Blue K's personal mind-operated gadgets, are designed so that one needs to "will" it, not "think" it.This is done to avoid the problem of someone thinking about the tech doing something, but not actually wanting the tech to do so.

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Hello Fellow Peering Eyes

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Mothyii

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Karjamian Mythos: Backstory snippet#94

Karjamian Mythos: Backstory snippet#152

Karjamian Mythos: Backstory snippet#399

Alone

GUN METAL BLACK

TempShrt #38: The Claw That Pleads Nevermore

Hello Fellow Peering Eyes

Template Bonus #4: The NiverDjinn

The Red Eyes(Template Wrld Bild edited Draft pt1)

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Mothyii

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Karjamian Mythos: Backstory snippet#94

Karjamian Mythos: Backstory snippet#152

Karjamian Mythos: Backstory snippet#399

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Alone

GUN METAL BLACK

TempShrt #38: The Claw That Pleads Nevermore

Hello Fellow Peering Eyes

Template Bonus #4: The NiverDjinn

The Red Eyes(Template Wrld Bild edited Draft pt1)

Alters

Mothyii

Untitled

Karjamian Mythos: Backstory snippet#94

Karjamian Mythos: Backstory snippet#152

Karjamian Mythos: Backstory snippet#399