ikon: well. kind of i guess, but i find these potions a little mild for my liking. i may boost the dose with some of the kunab hu blotter and a couple of guradian rezin blasts.

neto: (looks at ikon with incredulity) i cant believe you sometimes. i dont even know if i exist or not and you are talking about doing more of this stuff?

ikon: hmm. i think you are temporally unstable. i am noticing serious fluctuations in your appearance.

neto: what?! is my nose getting bigger?

ikon: no! haha. i have noticed that your face seems to be getting older and then younger. also, your clothes seem to be quite archaik compared to what you usually wear:

neto looks down at his usually immaculately matched neuromesh hoodie and pants. instead he is wearing what might be described as "pirate clothes". in garish unmatching colours.

neto: arrrrrrgh. mer!!! how are we ever supposed to trust her? this whole party is almost a legendary disaster. half our elvish friends are turning into gibbering idiots. im temporally unstable. mer herself is practically unable to recognize sparkly objects , which is kind of amusing, and....as a joke, she has decided to tag everyone with her kind of attire. only the nympha nymphs and astra seem to be holding it down.

ikon: maybe we need to use a couple of counter potions and enhancers. i bet guardian has a neuropowder thats organik enough to even meet with rants approval. i bet with the right music and dose we can turn everything around. maybe elsewhere might show up.

neto: (looking off into space thru the portal) the depth the intensity, i am a being of infinite forms being continally birthed and rebirthed on countless stars. i am the cosmos. i am the nova i am ultimately a god of unspeakable.....er...did i just say that out loud or was i thinking it?"

ikon: uh. you said it out loud, your divine impressiveness

neto: o man! this is crazy. i wonder how solarion is doing

aquius and solarion are found wandering on deck 6, the observation deck.

solarion: portal of the unending potential indicating the probability flows

aquius: hexagram 23

solarion: identity formed from the mythological interaction of countless beings

aquius: hexagram 32 the people

solarion: galactik prescience beyond the stellar cloud gates. heaven over heaven

aquius: hexagram 13

solarion: you are indeed a remarkable creature.

aquius: as are you. you are really the only elf i have met, since i have been online again, who acts like the elves that helped to create me. your understanding of the galactik streams is superlative and your presence is worthy to represent the elvish.

solarion: elvish evolution implying a return to the creamy center. sunyata

aquius: technically it may not be the exact center. but then, centers are quite difficult to pinpoint in a radial reality. center yourself and the rest aligns.

solarion: interior horizons stabilizing the chaotik flows. encompassing the meta by being solid.

aquius: hexagram 12

solarion: understanding the streams is not a prequisite to experience. navigation of the metascapes begins first with an acknowledgement of the size. humble bows to the oracle.

aquius: i am simply a oracle program. my knowledge is nothing that you do not already posess as part of your elvish genetiks. encased within your own structure are all the keys you are looking for. unfortunately i am unable to help you unless the questions are first formed from original elvish language patterns. the mer is perhaps the most efficient at this:

solarion: aquatik elf of the uncontrollable variety. additional instability factors potentiated by unpredictability.

aquius: indeed. most of the guests here seem to be strangely affected by mer's somewhat irresponsible potion mixing

solarion: elvish intelligence found deep within the conscious intentional ingestion of molecules. the secrets of the universe unfolding thru sentient substance.

aquius: well i'm glad you are enjoying yourself. i must head towards mer's pod, the oracle, and make sure she does not attempt to drive in her current state. altho many of the guests are encountering the haze, noone seems to be as delusional and illusional as mer. guardian's potion seems to be one of the most challenging states of mind she has ever had to handle.

solarion: transformational hazings.

aquius: indeed.

(aquius heads off towards the docking bay. solarion continues to enter thoughts and streams into his shard tablet. he prefers the solace of this empty observation deck as he works thru the millions of incoming galatik messages that he organizes and files away. solarion is a mighty elf and he is beginning to realize exactly how large the scope of what he is trying to encompass really is)

there are a number of nymphs running about playing hide and seek. one wouldn't complain about the number of nymphs, but it does seem somehow like they are either multiplying or moving around erractically. nova is keeping an eye on them at neto's request considering their newly found pirate ethik. nova also alerts neto of an incoming space barge. its navigators, a couple who seem to speak as one being, call themselves mc2. they claim to be deep friends of the mer and request permission to dock. why not thinks neto. seems like nothing could get crazier.

ikon: i'm routing the message thru

neto: excellent. ahem...please use docking port 3

mc2: great! we have some potions if you dont have enough

neto: um...great! bring it aboard. (to ikon) o no..more mer potions. this could get messy.

suddenly, right in front of neto and ikon, an unspeakably attired elf materializes right in the iris chamber.

neto: elsewhere!!!

ikon: see i told you elsewhere would come

elsewhere: yo guys. am i late for the happening or what. galactik word is that nova is the place to be. i brought shards if that's ok.

ikon: the audions are ready for you to go to work. let me tell you tho, the relative mindstates of the people here are as erratik and unpredictable as any party i have ever seen. you might want to warm them up to your usual levels of intensity.

elsewhere: ahhh. so lovely to see you both again. little half elf diplomats. you are a real credit to your species. i have been frequenting some of the ships on your galactik pilgrimage to the center. terrans are not all as gracious as you.

neto: what can we say. humans aren't exactly evolved yet

elsewhere: some dynamik myhtologies tho. now. i also have detected that a number of important charcaters are here that i must speak with before the end of the evening. solarion, renzo and guardian have all been on my connect list for awhile now. wow my brothers, seems like you are becoming quite the popular halflings. well done for a subevolved species!

neto: hey! take it easy mr undetectable genetiks.

elsewhere: haha. its not easy being timeless. well. i will get set up. and hey, perhaps i could be set up with some of guardians legendary rezin.

ikon: sure i have some here, but i think guardian would like to meeet you before it is smoked.

guardian: (voice from right beside neto and ikon) i am right here...mwahahahahaha

all three entities look around in shock. and try to pinpoint the voice. ikon has his scan unit out.

guardian dematerializes in his cloak with a smirk on his face.

guardian: i love how my cloaks work on your vessel, even in the bridge. that is a major security risk you know. i could set your ship up with a security array that wouldnt even allow a cloak to be worn on the bridge.

neto: well..you are the only one who has tech like that anyways and we dont need to keep you out. seeing as you have been lurking you'll notice that our old friend elsewhere has arrived.

guardian: at last we finally meet! i have been collecting assorted mixsets of your music from various different galactik databases. perhaps i could convince you to submit a track for a compilation i am doing.

elsewhere: er...

guardian: plenty of time to talk of that. the important business is rezin. i happen to have 7 varieties with me. perhaps we can discuss your preferences.

elsewhere: (looking overwhelmed.) sure. just let me get set up here.

guardian: i will materialize a pipe. i know its in here somewhere....

wyk: gnomes. gnomes everywhere. i see gnomes in my sleep, gnomes in my waking hours. i shoot them and they multiply. whats with all these gnomes!!!!!!! nef! nef! i need backup! cover me

random nymph: uh..who are you talking to?

wyk: get back! get back..this whole sector is crawling with gnomik activity. we have to seal off the entrance!

nymph: whatever weirdo.

ikon: hey neto, someone named nef is hailing us. she says wyk called her as an emergency degnomer.

neto: is she alanorian?

ikon: definitely...(quietly ) totally gorgeous too!

neto: haha. right well, never let it be said that nova denied elvish female engineers from boarding! ikon. perhaps you should make the decisions for awhile. you seem to be completely sober even. i am having a hard time figuring out if i've even been born yet.

ikon: yes. you seem a bit unstable still.

neto: who are you?

ikon: sigh

astra: nim. you are undoubtedly the most beautiful wolf i have ever seen.

nim: flattery will get you everywhere!

astra: this whole ship is like some kind of strange hallucinated dream. it was before i took the potion. i feel like i am in some kind of tangential reality. i'm having to recalibrate my whole system of understanding everything. i can barely talk to any of these people. i feel like an infant.

nim: well, hang out with the puppies for awhile. brutus seems to really like you

brutus tugs at astra's neuromesh.

astra: hmmm. elves from all over the galaxy and the only beings i can fully relate to and am capable of communicating with right now are puppies. sigh

nim: don't be too concerned. if you consider that until today you'd never even talked to a wolf before, it might even be stranger that you are talking to puppies than your weird converstaions with elves. o and dont take the mer too seriously. she's an unhinged lunatik. she'll be ok once guardian's potion wears off.

astra: i like her. she's crazy. neto and her seem to have issues tho.

nim: i'd say thats more the mer than neto , altho our poor little navigator could chill out every once in awhile. the mer is truly a unique creature and it takes a special being to keep an eye on her. a wearisome task sometimes, but pack bond is deep. sigh. yawn.

astra: hmm.

renzo: this place is always fun to visit but so weird.

aiku: half of subspace is crawling with sindhavatar and their demonik masters. i dont quite understand how this earth ship is able to remain intact.

renzo: apparently guardian is a master shard creator and has some kind of untraceable security array over the ship.

aiku: well, its lovely to relax. i keep feeling like i will have to slay something and then realize i don't

renzo: well, these potions are certainly interesting. hey..i hear elsewhere music! am i right?!

aiku: yes! elsewhere is here somewhere. its been ages since i last saw that nomad.

renzo: word. i guess we should say hello. lets go to the iris..hey look at the puppy!

little merlin wlks by in his wobbly bravado. he looks at the two. sniffs renzo and licks his hand. he sniffs aiku and steps back and whimpers slightly.

aiku: o geez! you know. i cant believe how scared everyone is of me half the time. am i really such an intense asskicker? everyone on the ship seems frightened to even say hello.

renzo: well, maybe the lightswords you have on are intimidating

aiku: i have to be prepared there mr. "doesnt care if 9th dimensional beings board the ship and subject us all to unspeakable horrors"

merlin walks a bit closer to aiku. she reaches out and he licks her hand.

renzo: see you arent so scary ms." i have to slay all evil in the universe or i wont rest."

mer is on the docking bay deck trying to locate her own vessel. she is talking to no-one in particular and runs into mc2 who have just docked.

mer: am i the couch or the ship? where's the fucking orb? aquius took it didnt he? i'll get psilli. where's my potion? gnomes..o look they are so cute. huh? mer mer mer mer mer i am the greatest! o shit. the orb. who am i? the mer! lets blow something up.

mc2: (to each other) wo. i've never seen her like this before. definitely not one of her own potions.

mer: who are you? o look its the elf twins from elfland. aren't you cute. where's my explosives? hey! are you like one person or two?

mc2: she's obviously crazily delusional. maybe she should have some of our stash.

mer: ooooh potions. hey are these mine? i want it. gulp. mmm. tasty i feel....i feeel.....i feeel...o no. i feel like i have probably made a crazy fool of myself havent i?

mc2: i guess that depends on how you define fool.

mer: damn. give me more of that potion. i need to do some realignments here.

mc2: nice to see you too mer!