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OMEO BRAIN DATALOG, DAY 1446:
"In my endless pursuit of knowledge, I have encountered all manner of beings, and sampled the memories of most. However, my datalogs remain incomplete. Provided my information is correct (my information is always correct), in precisely 338 hours all surviving lifeforms, including myself, will leave the biosphere we have been confined to for the past 3 years, 350 days and 22 hours. In that time, I intend to gather sufficient data on remaining specimens 81 through 99."
OMEO BRAIN DATALOG, DAY 1447:
"There is no logical reason to continue working with either the simian or specimen 48 once I leave the confines of this island. Both are weak and require significant biological upkeep. Humans in particular are exceedingly fragile, and their thoughts as foul as their excretions. As a hematophage I have put myself at a severe disadvantage by opting not to feed from the human, knowing it may otherwise suffer exsanguination from the combined efforts of specimen 48 and myself. Though as our departure draws near, I cannot help but wonder if I may someday come to feel deprived of the wholly illogical 'butterfly kisses'.
"In my endless pursuit of knowledge, I have encountered all manner of beings, and sampled the memories of most. However, my datalogs remain incomplete. Provided my information is correct (my information is always correct), in precisely 338 hours all surviving lifeforms, including myself, will leave the biosphere we have been confined to for the past 3 years, 350 days and 22 hours. In that time, I intend to gather sufficient data on remaining specimens 81 through 99."
OMEO BRAIN DATALOG, DAY 1447:
"There is no logical reason to continue working with either the simian or specimen 48 once I leave the confines of this island. Both are weak and require significant biological upkeep. Humans in particular are exceedingly fragile, and their thoughts as foul as their excretions. As a hematophage I have put myself at a severe disadvantage by opting not to feed from the human, knowing it may otherwise suffer exsanguination from the combined efforts of specimen 48 and myself. Though as our departure draws near, I cannot help but wonder if I may someday come to feel deprived of the wholly illogical 'butterfly kisses'.
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There is nothing illogical about 'butterfly kisses' Omeo! I know you're Very Very Wise, but you don't have to be a telepath to know that your deepest fear is that people'll figure out that you're just a big softy!*
I feel that starting a party with solely Glenda as my Friend might be at some point DESTINY in my future. Antics may involved (and not be limited) to consuming large amounts of icecream and saying mean things about the Darklord. Which of course I wouldn't actually mean, because Dennis will never leave the special place in my pit of a heart!... And near and dear to that very heart -
Murdley. Somehow, I feel we'd get along like butcher knives and sirloin, cinnamon and cloves, garlic and scallions! Or possibly I just want to try dual-wielding both Murdley and Bablamon and see what happens...
Lilium and Asporos look as wonderful as always, and make me wish I had nothing but time to write little wistful slices of what life might be like amongst adventures in distant lands, and Durdle makes me oddly nostalgic for who knows what reason; something about a turtle that found hidden treasure at the bottom of a marshy lake. (And who might have been scared off/eaten by a Rusalka, but my memory is foggy. Hopefully that fate won't befall Durdle!)
*Omeo Brain may not, in fact, be a big softy, but I refuse to believe otherwise.
I feel that starting a party with solely Glenda as my Friend might be at some point DESTINY in my future. Antics may involved (and not be limited) to consuming large amounts of icecream and saying mean things about the Darklord. Which of course I wouldn't actually mean, because Dennis will never leave the special place in my pit of a heart!... And near and dear to that very heart -
Murdley. Somehow, I feel we'd get along like butcher knives and sirloin, cinnamon and cloves, garlic and scallions! Or possibly I just want to try dual-wielding both Murdley and Bablamon and see what happens...
Lilium and Asporos look as wonderful as always, and make me wish I had nothing but time to write little wistful slices of what life might be like amongst adventures in distant lands, and Durdle makes me oddly nostalgic for who knows what reason; something about a turtle that found hidden treasure at the bottom of a marshy lake. (And who might have been scared off/eaten by a Rusalka, but my memory is foggy. Hopefully that fate won't befall Durdle!)
*Omeo Brain may not, in fact, be a big softy, but I refuse to believe otherwise.