The Queer Tales of Moc

[Choirnull she/they/it]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Dokja said:

[For your information, Double Posting is a bad idea, and against the Shard's code of conduct. Next time, make sure to edit your post. Thanks!]

[oh whoops - sorry about that. lemme edit it rq]

(in response to the below) Ujyo just sighs. "Well, how long ago did it happen?"

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Cutest said:

[I'm here. Remember to be careful about double posting.]

"Weird."

Edited November 28, 2025 by Ookla the Terror

[Akimikoisthecutest]

12 minutes ago, Ookla the Terror said:

(in response to the below) Ujyo just sighs. "Well, how long ago did it happen?"

"Hmm, not that long ag-"

 

The usual chaos of Gendoria City’s magical aura suddenly turns stagnant. For a moment, everyone nearby simply stops. They don't freeze in time; they just forget who they are for a heartbeat, their features slackening as a wave of pure, unadulterated egolessness washes over the area. It’s an uncomfortable, profound absence of self that leaves people clutching their heads a second later, trying to remember their names, their pronouns, their very essence. This place has become a focal point of the Shards agony. This isn't the Shard forcing actions, but rather their core concept of self-annihilation overwhelming the local reality. A voice, simultaneously vast and terrifyingly lonely, echoes inside their awareness—a raw, emotional broadcast of the Shard's current struggle: "This... this is the Void. The truth of Transcendence... The horror is the loss. The complete erasure of 'I'." The Shard's voice gains a sudden, desperate clarity, latching onto a single thought that burns brighter than any other it can perceive: "But there is one who lives within the nothingness. One who is an empty canvas, yet remains a singular 'she'—unclaimed by identity, yet not destroyed by the lack of it." A focused image is pressed into their collective consciousness: a deceptively plain woman, blending perfectly into the crowd, observing everything with an intense curiosity, but wearing no mask the Shard can recognize. Just quiet observance. "She hides in the lack of a label, in the quiet spaces of Moc where she claims no identity at all. A scholar, a data collector... they call her Cricket in other places. Find her. Her understanding of the 'empty vessel' might be the only way to anchor me before I erase everything."

Edited November 28, 2025 by Ookla the Cutest

[Choirnull she/they/it]

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Cutest said:

"Hmm, not that long ag-"

 

The usual chaos of Gendoria City’s magical aura suddenly turns stagnant. For a moment, everyone nearby simply stops. They don't freeze in time; they just forget who they are for a heartbeat, their features slackening as a wave of pure, unadulterated egolessness washes over the area. It’s an uncomfortable, profound absence of self that leaves people clutching their heads a second later, trying to remember their names, their pronouns, their very essence. This place has become a focal point of the Shards agony. This isn't the Shard forcing actions, but rather their core concept of self-annihilation overwhelming the local reality. A voice, simultaneously vast and terrifyingly lonely, echoes inside their awareness—a raw, emotional broadcast of the Shard's current struggle: "This... this is the Void. The truth of Transcendence... The horror is the loss. The complete erasure of 'I'." The Shard's voice gains a sudden, desperate clarity, latching onto a single thought that burns brighter than any other it can perceive: "But there is one who lives within the nothingness. One who is an empty canvas, yet remains a singular 'she'—unclaimed by identity, yet not destroyed by the lack of it." A focused image is pressed into their collective consciousness: a deceptively plain woman, blending perfectly into the crowd, observing everything with an intense curiosity, but wearing no mask the Shard can recognize. Just quiet observance. "She hides in the lack of a label, in the quiet spaces of Moc where she claims no identity at all. A scholar, a data collector... they call her Cricket in other places. Find her. Her understanding of the 'empty vessel' might be the only way to anchor me before I erase everything."

[..does Ujyo see this too or just that Kaijsa suddenly cut herself off]

[Akimikoisthecutest]

4 minutes ago, Ookla the Terror said:

[..does Ujyo see this too or just that Kaijsa suddenly cut herself off]

[Everyone in our group sees this if they want.]

[Choirnull she/they/it]

10 minutes ago, Ookla the Cutest said:

"Hmm, not that long ag-"

 

The usual chaos of Gendoria City’s magical aura suddenly turns stagnant. For a moment, everyone nearby simply stops. They don't freeze in time; they just forget who they are for a heartbeat, their features slackening as a wave of pure, unadulterated egolessness washes over the area. It’s an uncomfortable, profound absence of self that leaves people clutching their heads a second later, trying to remember their names, their pronouns, their very essence. This place has become a focal point of the Shards agony. This isn't the Shard forcing actions, but rather their core concept of self-annihilation overwhelming the local reality. A voice, simultaneously vast and terrifyingly lonely, echoes inside their awareness—a raw, emotional broadcast of the Shard's current struggle: "This... this is the Void. The truth of Transcendence... The horror is the loss. The complete erasure of 'I'." The Shard's voice gains a sudden, desperate clarity, latching onto a single thought that burns brighter than any other it can perceive: "But there is one who lives within the nothingness. One who is an empty canvas, yet remains a singular 'she'—unclaimed by identity, yet not destroyed by the lack of it." A focused image is pressed into their collective consciousness: a deceptively plain woman, blending perfectly into the crowd, observing everything with an intense curiosity, but wearing no mask the Shard can recognize. Just quiet observance. "She hides in the lack of a label, in the quiet spaces of Moc where she claims no identity at all. A scholar, a data collector... they call her Cricket in other places. Find her. Her understanding of the 'empty vessel' might be the only way to anchor me before I erase everything."

 

1 minute ago, Ookla the Cutest said:

[Everyone in our group sees this if they want.]

[ooh nice]

Ujyo blinks, snapping himself out of the strange vision-like trance. "What in the name of Order.." He trails off, shocked beyond comprehension.

He stands up, staring off into space before muttering something about leaving. 

And then he walks through the wall, still holding the teacup.

[momadrac they/them]

 

19 minutes ago, Ookla the Cutest said:

"Hmm, not that long ag-"

 

The usual chaos of Gendoria City’s magical aura suddenly turns stagnant. For a moment, everyone nearby simply stops. They don't freeze in time; they just forget who they are for a heartbeat, their features slackening as a wave of pure, unadulterated egolessness washes over the area. It’s an uncomfortable, profound absence of self that leaves people clutching their heads a second later, trying to remember their names, their pronouns, their very essence. This place has become a focal point of the Shards agony. This isn't the Shard forcing actions, but rather their core concept of self-annihilation overwhelming the local reality. A voice, simultaneously vast and terrifyingly lonely, echoes inside their awareness—a raw, emotional broadcast of the Shard's current struggle: "This... this is the Void. The truth of Transcendence... The horror is the loss. The complete erasure of 'I'." The Shard's voice gains a sudden, desperate clarity, latching onto a single thought that burns brighter than any other it can perceive: "But there is one who lives within the nothingness. One who is an empty canvas, yet remains a singular 'she'—unclaimed by identity, yet not destroyed by the lack of it." A focused image is pressed into their collective consciousness: a deceptively plain woman, blending perfectly into the crowd, observing everything with an intense curiosity, but wearing no mask the Shard can recognize. Just quiet observance. "She hides in the lack of a label, in the quiet spaces of Moc where she claims no identity at all. A scholar, a data collector... they call her Cricket in other places. Find her. Her understanding of the 'empty vessel' might be the only way to anchor me before I erase everything."

Riaale snaps out of it shakes her head. "what..."

5 minutes ago, Ookla the Terror said:

 

[ooh nice]

Ujyo blinks, snapping himself out of the strange vision-like trance. "What in the name of Order.." He trails off, shocked beyond comprehension.

He stands up, staring off into space before muttering something about leaving. 

And then he walks through the wall, still holding the teacup.

"No wait stop you! Give me my cup back!"

[Choirnull she/they/it]

Just now, Ookla the Tree said:

 

Riaale snaps out of it shakes her head. "what..."

"No wait stop you! Give me my cup back!"

[cackles in kleptomaniac]

Ujyo is already gone and does not hear Riaale. It does not occur to him that he probably should've given the teacup back until he's already around the corner.

[Akimikoisthecutest]

24 minutes ago, Ookla the Cutest said:

The usual chaos of Gendoria City’s magical aura suddenly turns stagnant. For a moment, everyone nearby simply stops. They don't freeze in time; they just forget who they are for a heartbeat, their features slackening as a wave of pure, unadulterated egolessness washes over the area. It’s an uncomfortable, profound absence of self that leaves people clutching their heads a second later, trying to remember their names, their pronouns, their very essence. This place has become a focal point of the Shards agony. This isn't the Shard forcing actions, but rather their core concept of self-annihilation overwhelming the local reality. A voice, simultaneously vast and terrifyingly lonely, echoes inside their awareness—a raw, emotional broadcast of the Shard's current struggle: "This... this is the Void. The truth of Transcendence... The horror is the loss. The complete erasure of 'I'." The Shard's voice gains a sudden, desperate clarity, latching onto a single thought that burns brighter than any other it can perceive: "But there is one who lives within the nothingness. One who is an empty canvas, yet remains a singular 'she'—unclaimed by identity, yet not destroyed by the lack of it." A focused image is pressed into their collective consciousness: a deceptively plain woman, blending perfectly into the crowd, observing everything with an intense curiosity, but wearing no mask the Shard can recognize. Just quiet observance. "She hides in the lack of a label, in the quiet spaces of Moc where she claims no identity at all. A scholar, a data collector... they call her Cricket in other places. Find her. Her understanding of the 'empty vessel' might be the only way to anchor me before I erase everything."

"Oh, that was strange"

3 minutes ago, Ookla the Tree said:

"No wait stop you! Give me my cup back!"

"Do you want me to help you get it back?"

[momadrac they/them]

7 minutes ago, Ookla the Cutest said:

"Oh, that was strange"

"Do you want me to help you get it back?"

*sigh* he'll probably bring it back eventually. I really hope he does. Thanks though 

Edited November 28, 2025 by Ookla the Tree

[Choirnull she/they/it]

[i have to go in a minute so bye in advance]

[Akimikoisthecutest]

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Tree said:

*sigh* he'll probably bring it back eventually. I really hope he does. Thanks though

"So, what do you think that, uh, thing was?"

1 minute ago, Ookla the Terror said:

[i have to go in a minute so bye in advance]

[Bye!]

[momadrac they/them]

On 11/28/2025 at 12:33 PM, Ookla the Cutest said:

"So, what do you think that, uh, thing was?"

[Bye!]

"I don't know. It was like someone tore through the veil to speak to us."

[Akimikoisthecutest]

11 hours ago, Ookla the Tree said:

"I don't know. It was like someone tore through the veil to speak to us."

"Who would? I'm just an ordinary person..." her voice trails off.

[Hmmm lies she/her]

[Hey everyone! I've been pretty inactive here, despite my Ookla name, so I'm gonna try and fix that.

Few things to mention first

@Ookla The Kintsukuroi, @Ookla the Knight, @Ookla the Perpetually Disc,  I'm just going to assume your characters all leave the cave with Emma and Isabel, (it's hard to organize this stuff when there's 6 of us) as it'll lead into my next scene, and leave the cave alone with Coder, which leads into his scene.

Speaking of which, @Ookla the Dokja, feel free to start the scene we discussed in PMs.

With that said, I'll get into character]

Emma looks tired, and sits down without saying a word. Looking down at her mostly defeminized body and sighing, she takes out her injectable estrogen, and puts it into her arm.

After a few moments, she says to herself "Hate when I have to do that. HRT works on me faster than most people, but it'll still take months before I'm back to nor-"

She stops, as if she heard something.

"No. Not you. Surely you wouldn't dare, right?"

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

3 minutes ago, Ookla the Game Master said:

[Hey everyone! I've been pretty inactive here, despite my Ookla name, so I'm gonna try and fix that.

Few things to mention first

@Ookla The Kintsukuroi, @Ookla the Knight, @Ookla the Perpetually Disc,  I'm just going to assume your characters all leave the cave with Emma and Isabel, (it's hard to organize this stuff when there's 6 of us) as it'll lead into my next scene, and leave the cave alone with Coder, which leads into his scene.

Speaking of which, @Ookla the Dokja, feel free to start the scene we discussed in PMs.

With that said, I'll get into character]

Emma looks tired, and sits down without saying a word. Looking down at her mostly defeminized body and sighing, she takes out her injectable estrogen, and puts it into her arm.

After a few moments, she says to herself "Hate when I have to do that. HRT works on me faster than most people, but it'll still take months before I'm back to nor-"

She stops, as if she heard something.

"No. Not you. Surely you wouldn't dare, right?"

Coder looks around and makes sure everyone is gone. "He is still here, yes?" Coder asked into the cave. "I have a proposition for Him."

[momadrac they/them]

22 minutes ago, Ookla the Cutest said:

"Who would? I'm just an ordinary person..." her voice trails off.

"Are you? I'm sorry to presume, and please forgive me if I overstep any boundaries, but what was going on in the room with Ujyo?

[Hmmm lies she/her]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Dokja said:

____ looks around and makes sure everyone is gone. "He is still here, yes?" ____ asked into the cave. "I have a proposition for Him."

[ah right, I have to manage his speech quirks again again. -__-]

 

Something is felt. Sensations are experienced.

"You... You aren't the same pawn as before. Very interesting. Go on, then, strange one. 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

2 hours ago, Ookla the Game Master said:

[ah right, I have to manage his speech quirks again again. -__-]

 

Something is felt. Sensations are experienced.

"You... You aren't the same pawn as before. Very interesting. Go on, then, strange one. 

"I have a way to kill Possibility. It... will be harder, now that my goals have changed, but at some level, The Blank Page was right. The Certified are, at some level, evil beings for stealing their certification. However, my powers are far weaker without a backer. I would like to be your Vessel out in the world, trying to kill more certified with the help of your power, in exchange for me killing Possibility. Whether or not you agree, I will still try and return his Certification from you, no matter what it takes." Coder tells Him.

[Hmmm lies she/her]

10 hours ago, Ookla the Dokja said:

"I have a way to kill Possibility. It... will be harder, now that my goals have changed, but at some level, ____ was right. The Certified are, at some level, evil beings for stealing their certification. However, my powers are far weaker without a backer. I would like to be your Vessel out in the world, trying to kill more certified with the help of your power, in exchange for me killing Possibility. Whether or not you agree, I will still try and return his Certification from you, no matter what it takes." ____ tells Him.

[How interesting, you want to make a deal with a more powerful being to follow their will and gain power. Almost like a contract, or a sponsorship. Curious.]

You smell something good bad strange painful  null

"You intrigue me, distinct one. I shall agree to this deal, as you, unlike that pawn you hosted in your body, have not used your wish. The benefit I would gain is payment enough. However, you will only be given one year to succeed. Otherwise, the pawn's deal will be initiated instead."

Air moves around you

"I smell Identity. We suppose it was too much to hope that she would not take action for what we are doing. Do not concern yourself, however. This should not impede your task."

It is unclear what happens next.

"You are empowered. The nature of this power is not easy to understand, but somehow, we think you are well-suited for it. Possibility was always a strange one. My curse bears a strange similarity to their domain.

[Akimikoisthecutest]

13 hours ago, Ookla the Tree said:

"Are you? I'm sorry to presume, and please forgive me if I overstep any boundaries, but what was going on in the room with Ujyo?

"Which room?"

[Honors Spectral Image She/her]

[I’ll be on later]

[momadrac they/them]

17 minutes ago, Ookla the Cutest said:

"Which room?"

"The one we're in currently. While I was out in the hall."

[Akimikoisthecutest]

18 minutes ago, Ookla the Tree said:

"The one we're in currently. While I was out in the hall."

"Um, nothing."

[momadrac they/them]

26 minutes ago, Ookla the Cutest said:

"Um, nothing."

*Gives a look*

[Akimikoisthecutest]

Just now, Ookla the Tree said:

*Gives a look*

Kaijsa tries to look innocent.