Insanity Clinic: Season Two

[InfiniteInsanity she/her]

8 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"What if I stay hurt?"

Clinic: Ash's Office (Ash)

"I won't let you. I'm going to help you."

[The Aspiring Archivist any]

1 minute ago, InfiniteInsanity said:

Clinic: Ash's Office (Ash)

"I won't let you. I'm going to help you."

"Thank you. You are very kind."

[Cash67 he/him]

37 minutes ago, The Bookwyrm said:

Bookwyrm jumped and stared at the pile of people on the floor of the hovercraft.

"Uh...you okay?" he asked, to no specific person in particular.

 

36 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

 

Elan immediately gets off of Pic, offering a hand to help him up. 

"Yeah, I'm okay."

Pic hesitates for a moment, then accepts the help. 
 

“Nothings broken yet.”

31 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

She pushed herself up, keeping her legs close together. "Should be..."

 

[Aeoryi she/her]

1 hour ago, The Bookwyrm said:

"Confused why you didn't already know the answers. I just don't know what you mean by 'a place beyond the concept of dimensions.' Because none of that makes sense to me."

"Nothing makes sense ever. You should give up on education."

[Spark of Hope]

5 minutes ago, Cash67 said:

 

Pic hesitates for a moment, then accepts the help. 
 

“Nothings broken yet.”

 

"Is... something wrong? You're acting a little..." Her tone implied "strange", but she didn't say it.

[Ancient Elantrian he/him]

13 minutes ago, Cash67 said:

 

Pic hesitates for a moment, then accepts the help. 
 

“Nothings broken yet.”

 

 

7 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

"Is... something wrong? You're acting a little..." Her tone implied "strange", but she didn't say it.

Elan nods at Pic, then turns to check on the others.

[Cash67 he/him]

17 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

"Is... something wrong? You're acting a little..." Her tone implied "strange", but she didn't say it.

Pic shakes his head, then begins humming a waltz. His eyes shift around to all of the new people as he sways to the rhythm. 
 

 

10 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

 

Elan nods at Pic, then turns to check on the others.

He nods back. 

[Spark of Hope]

Just now, Cash67 said:

Pic shakes his head, then begins humming a waltz. His eyes shift around to all of the new people as he sways to the rhythm. 
 

 

He nods back. 

She put one hand on his waist and the other on the side of his head. "Please, tell me what's going on with you," she said quietly, too quietly for the others to hear.

[The Bookwyrm he/him]

25 minutes ago, Aeoryi said:

"Nothing makes sense ever. You should give up on education."

Bookwyrm gave Quinn a flat stare. "No, thanks."

5 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

She put one hand on his waist and the other on the side of his head. "Please, tell me what's going on with you," she said quietly, too quietly for the others to hear.

Bookwyrm averted his gaze, but couldn't completely shove down a sense of curiosity.

Not your business.

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You'll have to forgive him. He's trying really hard not to be creepy, but this is a cramped hovercraft, and Bookwyrm is good at noticing things.

 

[Cash67 he/him]

10 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

She put one hand on his waist and the other on the side of his head. "Please, tell me what's going on with you," she said quietly, too quietly for the others to hear.

Pic hums back, "I don't quite trust Elan with you."

[Spark of Hope]

2 minutes ago, The Bookwyrm said:

Bookwyrm gave Quinn a flat stare. "No, thanks."

Bookwyrm averted his gaze, but couldn't completely shove down a sense of curiosity.

Not your business.

 

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She can't really see him right now anyway so all good

1 minute ago, Cash67 said:

Pic hums back, "I don't quite trust Elan with you."

Not realizing it, she was stepping to the waltz out of muscle memory. "And why is that?"

[Aeoryi she/her]

6 minutes ago, The Bookwyrm said:

Bookwyrm gave Quinn a flat stare. "No, thanks."

Bookwyrm averted his gaze, but couldn't completely shove down a sense of curiosity.

Not your business.

 

"If you try and bang your head into walls trying to understand something you can never comprehend your life will be filled with misery and depression. Just... Live. It's much better for the mind."

[The Bookwyrm he/him]

4 minutes ago, Aeoryi said:

"If you try and bang your head into walls trying to understand something you can never comprehend your life will be filled with misery and depression. Just... Live. It's much better for the mind."

"Who said I can never comprehend it? I live in an infinite existence with always something new around the corner. Always another truth, another secret, another beauty, another wonder. What's the point of living if you aren't learning? Just because I can never hope to understand the whole doesn't mean I should stop understanding what's within my grasp."

Bookwyrm gazed out on the greenish horizon, filled with alien stars and galaxies. "For example, this place. I've never been here before, and I'd be doing myself a disservice if I didn't try to learn about it."

Bookwyrm turned to the pilot of the craft. "On that note, what's this place called?" He hesitated. "Also, what's your name?"

@Thaidakar the Ghostblood

Edited May 7 by The Bookwyrm

[Ancient Elantrian he/him]

11 minutes ago, The Bookwyrm said:

Bookwyrm gave Quinn a flat stare. "No, thanks."

Bookwyrm averted his gaze, but couldn't completely shove down a sense of curiosity.

Not your business.

 

Elan walks over, next to Bookwyrm, and looks towards Pic and Aventine. “What you thinking?” He says to Bookwyrm.

Edited May 7 by Ancient Elantrian

[The Bookwyrm he/him]

3 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

Elan walks over, next to Bookwyrm, and looks towards Pic and Aventine. “What you thinking?” He says to Bookwyrm.

"...It's just weird that they have to figure out...whatever they're figuring out...right here, in an alien universe, on a cramped hovercraft in the middle of nowhere."

[Cash67 he/him]

11 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

Not realizing it, she was stepping to the waltz out of muscle memory. "And why is that?"

“We’ll….We’ll talk about it later,” he hums. “Too many people around.”

[Spark of Hope]

Just now, Cash67 said:

“We’ll….We’ll talk about it later,” he hums. “Too many people around.”

She sighed. “Okay.” As she pulled back, she realized she was dancing. She blushed and turned towards everyone else.

[Ancient Elantrian he/him]

23 minutes ago, The Bookwyrm said:

"...It's just weird that they have to figure out...whatever they're figuring out...right here, in an alien universe, on a cramped hovercraft in the middle of nowhere."

“Yeah… but no time better than the present right?”

22 minutes ago, Cash67 said:

“We’ll….We’ll talk about it later,” he hums. “Too many people around.”

21 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

She sighed. “Okay.” As she pulled back, she realized she was dancing. She blushed and turned towards everyone else.

Elan looks over at her and smiles. Storms she’s beautiful.

[The Bookwyrm he/him]

2 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

“Yeah… but no time better than the present right?”

"Well...not always..."

2 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

Elan looks over at her and smiles. Storms she’s beautiful.

Bookwyrm sighed.

[Ancient Elantrian he/him]

Just now, The Bookwyrm said:

"Well...not always..."

Bookwyrm sighed.

“I guess.” Yeah… Elan thinks to himself, Like the time with the volcano. “We should be there soon right?”

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Bookwyrm be like:

Romance totally overrated.

These kids  

 

[Spark of Hope]

5 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

“I guess.” Yeah… Elan thinks to himself, Like the time with the volcano. “We should be there soon right?”

 

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*whispers* Insaaa…

Also he plays characters his age, all of ours have just a few years on him lol

 

Edited May 7 by Spark of Hope

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

1 hour ago, The Bookwyrm said:

"Who said I can never comprehend it? I live in an infinite existence with always something new around the corner. Always another truth, another secret, another beauty, another wonder. What's the point of living if you aren't learning? Just because I can never hope to understand the whole doesn't mean I should stop understanding what's within my grasp."

Bookwyrm gazed out on the greenish horizon, filled with alien stars and galaxies. "For example, this place. I've never been here before, and I'd be doing myself a disservice if I didn't try to learn about it."

Bookwyrm turned to the pilot of the craft. "On that note, what's this place called?" He hesitated. "Also, what's your name?"

@Thaidakar the Ghostblood

The pilot looked up from her juice box, "I call it the syrup. But it's called the Void." She stood up, walking to the console. "We're nearing Neverkeep now."

She shifted the direction of the craft towards a purplish light in the distance, seemingly a star. "hold on to your arses and get ready for the ride of your life." With the president of a button, a blueish bubble settled over the hovercraft. "Wel-!"

In what seemed like an act of god, there was a large boom as the hovercraft was launched forward. They shot towards the purple dot, or what had been the purple dot. As the stars turned to streaks of paint in the black canvas, the purple speck turned into a large city.

"-come to NeverKeep!" And the pilot feel into a fit of giggles.

A description of Neverkeep is just about due. Neverkeep is the third largest city in the Void, making those smaller settlements mere spacklidwifs (a type of beaver from the barbecued universe) in comparison. On either side of what, to the simpleminded, looks like a coin is the main sections of the city. Firstly, there is the under city. The under city hangs down from the disk, peaking into a stalactite like formation, each monolithic building coming to a neon peak. 

Directly above the under city is the Coin. The Coin is a mile thick, a part of the city in itself. it is where the under city and the upper city meet in harmony, or, rather, organized chaos occasionally broken by discord. Bullet trains move almost constantly and the crowds move more than a humble "almost". The Coin is where most markets and shops lie, always full to bursting and never, never out of stock on fuzzy dice. If they were out of stock, they were swiftly decommissioned by the Coined Council. 

The driver had been kicked out of a meeting they weren't supposed to be in by asking if that term was coined.

Above the Coin is the Upper City. Filled to the brim with the dragons, bird people and tall purple and green buildings, the upper city was, frankly, only rivaled in business by its downstairs neighbor. Of all the cities, this one is the most important. It is home to the ship docks. From the edges of the upper city extend the docks that go for a mile or more into space, allowing ships of all sizes to dock for awhile. Never for too long, however, unless you were one of the Soulless. Soulless are not above the law. Whenever one does break the law, the city guard winds up turning around after they see a dragon's eye close to their own face and their seemingly growing hotter mouth.

The upper city also happens to be home to the organization tasked with handling all comings in and goings out of Neverkeep. These were the people who, at that moment, sent two ships to go beside the bright yellow hovercraft.

The driver smiled, lifting an empty juice box, "Am I allowed to dock?"

"That'll be 1500 lunaries," said a helmeted and uniformed guard from one of the silvery ships.

"Pricey..." she muttered, "But I guess I can't haggle it down?" She paused, looking to the guard, "I take it from your soulless visor that it's a no..." The driver pressed a button, a small beep signaling that the money had been transferred. 

The two other ships left and she drifted lazily down the docks. Being halfway there, she turned to Elan and said, "My friend, I believe I know someone can help you with your... ailment when in comes to women." She smiled at Aventine. "The place I am recommending has a very special treatment in the easily accessed form of a bottle. It is called," and she gestured her hand into the air, as if announcing a prince, "a bar."

Chuckling, the pilot leaned against the console and pulled out yet another juice box, this time it was mango. In between slurping, she said, "Ahh.. I never understood why people don't like this flavor. It's purely unbeatable."

@Spark of Hope @The Bookwyrm @Ancient Elantrian @Aeoryi @Cash67@RoyalBeeMage

Edited May 7 by Thaidakar the Ghostblood

[The Bookwyrm he/him]

5 minutes ago, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

The pilot looked up from her juice box, "I call it the syrup. But it's called the Void." She stood up, walking to the console. "We're nearing Neverkeep now."

She shifted the direction of the craft towards a purplish light in the distance, seemingly a star. "hold on to your arses and get ready for the ride of your life." With the president of a button, a blueish bubble settled over the hovercraft. "Wel-!"

In what seemed like an act of god, there was a large boom as the hovercraft was launched forward. They shot towards the purple dot, or what had been the purple dot. As the stars turned to streaks of paint in the black canvas, the purple speck turned into a large city.

"-come to NeverKeep!" And the pilot feel into a fit of giggles.

A description of Neverkeep is just about due. Neverkeep is the third largest city in the Void, making those smaller settlements mere spacklidwifs (a type of beaver from the barbecued universe) in comparison. On either side of what, to the simpleminded, looks like a coin is the main sections of the city. Firstly, there is the under city. The under city hangs down from the disk, peaking into a stalactite like formation, each monolithic building coming to a neon peak. 

Directly above the under city is the Coin. The Coin is a mile thick, a part of the city in itself. it is where the under city and the upper city meet in harmony, or, rather, organized chaos occasionally broken by discord. Bullet trains move almost constantly and the crowds move more than a humble "almost". The Coin is where most markets and shops lie, always full to bursting and never, never out of stock on fuzzy dice. If they were out of stock, they were swiftly decommissioned by the Coined Council. 

The driver had been kicked out of a meeting they weren't supposed to be in by asking if that term was coined.

Above the Coin is the Upper City. Filled to the brim with the dragons, bird people and tall purple and green buildings, the upper city was, frankly, only rivaled in business by its downstairs neighbor. Of all the cities, this one is the most important. It is home to the ship docks. From the edges of the upper city extend the docks that go for a mile or more into space, allowing ships of all sizes to dock for awhile. Never for too long, however, unless you were one of the Soulless. Soulless are not above the law. Whenever one does break the law, the city guard winds up turning around after they see a dragon's eye close to their own face and their seemingly growing hotter mouth.

The upper city also happens to be home to the organization tasked with handling all comings in and goings out of Neverkeep. These were the people who, at that moment, sent two ships to go beside the bright yellow hovercraft.

The driver smiled, lifting an empty juice box, "Am I allowed to dock?"

"That'll be 1500 lunaries," said a helmeted and uniformed guard from one of the silvery ships.

"Pricey..." she muttered, "But I guess I can't haggle it down?" She paused, looking to the guard, "I take it from your soulless visor that it's a no..." The driver pressed a button, a small beep signaling that the money had been transferred. 

The two other ships left and she drifted lazily down the docks. Being halfway there, she turned to Elan and said, "My friend, I believe I know someone can help you with your... ailment when in comes to women." She smiled at Aventine. "The place I am recommending has a very special treatment in the easily accessed form of a bottle. It is called," and she gestured her hand into the air, as if announcing a prince, "a bar."

Chuckling, the pilot leaned against the console and pulled out yet another juice box, this time it was mango. In between slurping, she said, "Ahh.. I never understood why people don't like this flavor. It's purely unbeatable."

@Spark of Hope @The Bookwyrm @Ancient Elantrian @Aeoryi @Cash67

Bookwyrm gazed out at the city in wonder. It was an indescribable mix of tacky and beautiful, deliberate and unplanned.

"I'm going to get lost in there," he said to the pilot. "Where...where are we supposed to go? ...Also, you never introduced yourself to us."

He eyed the two silvery ships, and the guards inside, as they flew back towards the docks. I guess we'll get a feel for what government here is like soon enough.

[Spark of Hope]

8 minutes ago, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

The pilot looked up from her juice box, "I call it the syrup. But it's called the Void." She stood up, walking to the console. "We're nearing Neverkeep now."

She shifted the direction of the craft towards a purplish light in the distance, seemingly a star. "hold on to your arses and get ready for the ride of your life." With the president of a button, a blueish bubble settled over the hovercraft. "Wel-!"

In what seemed like an act of god, there was a large boom as the hovercraft was launched forward. They shot towards the purple dot, or what had been the purple dot. As the stars turned to streaks of paint in the black canvas, the purple speck turned into a large city.

"-come to NeverKeep!" And the pilot feel into a fit of giggles.

A description of Neverkeep is just about due. Neverkeep is the third largest city in the Void, making those smaller settlements mere spacklidwifs (a type of beaver from the barbecued universe) in comparison. On either side of what, to the simpleminded, looks like a coin is the main sections of the city. Firstly, there is the under city. The under city hangs down from the disk, peaking into a stalactite like formation, each monolithic building coming to a neon peak. 

Directly above the under city is the Coin. The Coin is a mile thick, a part of the city in itself. it is where the under city and the upper city meet in harmony, or, rather, organized chaos occasionally broken by discord. Bullet trains move almost constantly and the crowds move more than a humble "almost". The Coin is where most markets and shops lie, always full to bursting and never, never out of stock on fuzzy dice. If they were out of stock, they were swiftly decommissioned by the Coined Council. 

The driver had been kicked out of a meeting they weren't supposed to be in by asking if that term was coined.

Above the Coin is the Upper City. Filled to the brim with the dragons, bird people and tall purple and green buildings, the upper city was, frankly, only rivaled in business by its downstairs neighbor. Of all the cities, this one is the most important. It is home to the ship docks. From the edges of the upper city extend the docks that go for a mile or more into space, allowing ships of all sizes to dock for awhile. Never for too long, however, unless you were one of the Soulless. Soulless are not above the law. Whenever one does break the law, the city guard winds up turning around after they see a dragon's eye close to their own face and their seemingly growing hotter mouth.

The upper city also happens to be home to the organization tasked with handling all comings in and goings out of Neverkeep. These were the people who, at that moment, sent two ships to go beside the bright yellow hovercraft.

The driver smiled, lifting an empty juice box, "Am I allowed to dock?"

"That'll be 1500 lunaries," said a helmeted and uniformed guard from one of the silvery ships.

"Pricey..." she muttered, "But I guess I can't haggle it down?" She paused, looking to the guard, "I take it from your soulless visor that it's a no..." The driver pressed a button, a small beep signaling that the money had been transferred. 

The two other ships left and she drifted lazily down the docks. Being halfway there, she turned to Elan and said, "My friend, I believe I know someone can help you with your... ailment when in comes to women." She smiled at Aventine. "The place I am recommending has a very special treatment in the easily accessed form of a bottle. It is called," and she gestured her hand into the air, as if announcing a prince, "a bar."

Chuckling, the pilot leaned against the console and pulled out yet another juice box, this time it was mango. In between slurping, she said, "Ahh.. I never understood why people don't like this flavor. It's purely unbeatable."

@Spark of Hope @The Bookwyrm @Ancient Elantrian @Aeoryi @Cash67

“I have… bad experiences with drunks. You won’t find me there.”

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

1 minute ago, The Bookwyrm said:

Bookwyrm gazed out at the city in wonder. It was an indescribable mix of tacky and beautiful, deliberate and unplanned.

"I'm going to get lost in there," he said to the pilot. "Where...where are we supposed to go? ...Also, you never introduced yourself to us."

He eyed the two silvery ships, and the guards inside, as they flew back towards the docks. I guess we'll get a feel for what government here is like soon enough.

"I'm Lyla," she said brightly. "And, as for where you're supposed to go, I assume you'll want a way to get back to your universe. Yes?"

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

“I have… bad experiences with drunks. You won’t find me there.”

"You don't have to get drunk to drink," said Lyla, "It's only an occasional side effect from misusing it. See, you merely need to dunk your head in water about every five minutes of drinking, and you should be fine."