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    Bacon grinned. Then he grinned again. So there were two of him now. The two moved in perfect sync as they danced with Lady Bug, gradually getting faster and faster as they did so. Bacon waved back. "Greetings, Cricket! How have you been since I saw you last? Did you defeat your archnemesis and avenge all those poor innocent people?" Alright then. If I might make a request, could you retrieve Narrator Xinoehp from the past? He would be the closest, chronologically speaking. Bacon stood with his arms folded, looking expectantly at Beosta.
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    "Stupendiferous!" exclaimed Bacon. "Aimless wandering is my favorite pastime." Oh, neat! Do you have a plan for the time travel part? Because there actually is something in the old lore that would help you do exactly what you're trying to do. Also- Summoning the Witherlord, eh? "Is that a challenge?" replied Bacon, taking her into a spin. "It sounds like a challenge." The wind swirled around Symbol with a sound that seemed almost like a chuckle. Bacon gasped excitedly. Bacon clapped his hands and summoned a marshmallow-roasting contraption of his own. It consisted of a great number of whirling dials and spinning arms moving a marshmallow-roasting stick in the precise trajectory necessary to obtain the most perfect level of roastedness. Luxite would be able to contain the Witherlord, if you knew what you were doing. Bacon grinned. "Thank you." The Thread's 'walls' are made of Nullite, which acts as a prison keeping everything safely inside.
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    "Oh, well, I'm sure it's only a matter of time. Is this a couples exploration sort of thing, or are you accepting recruits?" In response to the first two, Rebus received a message granting permission so long as his usage of the substance remained under constant supervision by the Ennuller Council and/or was accompanied by frequent reports to the same. In response to the third, Rebus was informed no regulations existed. In response to the fourth, Rebus was sent contact information for the consultant division.
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    "Characters often do, I've noticed," said Bacon thoughtfully. "How delightfully wicked of you!" "Oh my! Sounds exhilarating. Do you try to kill everyone you meet?" Sure! What's the nature of the plotline?
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    "I'm glad one of us does!" replied Bacon. "It would be a shame for an event involving as glorious a personage as I to be utterly forgotten. If you don't mind, could you repeat said interaction in detail?"
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    "I'm glad to hear it!" He leaned in conspiratorially. "Have you discovered anything... secret?" Some threads threw random facts. The temperature in the pool room of the 4000 page party. The exact average hexcode of Bacon the Bard's hair. A closeup video feed of a withergeist making faces into a camera. Other threads asked questions. Where were the threats to the stability of the Thread? How imminent was apocalypse? What should the budget be for the decannual Silent Soiree? Bacon put a hand to his breast. "Oh my! Have you dabbled in antagonism, my dear Lady Bug?" "A good question," replied Bacon thoughtfully. "I suppose the smart ones are too clever to be roped into a conversation with you."
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    "Ah! I do believe I recollect you. You're much more goth in person." That no man knoweth... not even I... "You'll have to tell me all about your adventures!" declared Bacon, conjuring a glass of bacon cola and sipping it. "Have you vanquished any wicked foes?" Voices pelted the orb. <-direction-> <-knowledge-> <-questions, questions -> "It'll only be irrelevant until a baddie shows up big enough to be continued the enemy of the entire thread, I imagine. But that's so unlikely to happen it might as well be impossible! I imagine the current antagonists are mostly small-scale nuisances?"
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    "That is part of the job description, yes- Did you hear that?" "So," asked Bacon, leading her into a tango in time with the music, "What's new in the world? I have been... absent for some time, it would seem." "Hey!" said Bacon. "My drink!" "No, I've never had the good fortune to try it." Bacon shot a pointed look at Beosta. "I presume it is cherry-flavored carbonated liquid, unless the naming conventions here are much different than the ones I'm used to." Just now. "Uh," said Bacon, looking suddenly embarrassed. "Sleeping, actually." <Broken. Lost. Directionless.>
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    "Make stuff up, generally. Occasionally perform the odd bit of music." Bacon conjured a suit of neon peacock feathers and struck a pose. "Absolutely." "Hey there, Shoe, Beosta!" said Bacon, coming up alongside with a glass of cherry cola in hand. "Long time no see! What've you been up to?"
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    "How coincidental!" exclaimed Bacon. "So did I!" He pumped Asher's hand vigorously. "I am Bacon the Bard, Narrator Extraordinaire!" "Lady Bug!" exclaimed Bacon. "Glad to see you are still alive and haven't been eaten by withergeists! Er, you weren't eaten by withergeists, were you?" Bacon scratched his ear, feeling vaguely discomfited. It felt almost as if someone was speaking blatant untruths somewhere...
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    Bacon is back! (Until he falls asleep again.) "What an excellent party!" remarked Bacon, looking around. "Many new faces, I see- could you introduce me?" Certainly! "Hello!" said Bacon. "I know you, right?"
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    Bacon folded the invitation enthusiastically.
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    Bacon gasped. "A party? How excellent! Where is the venue?"
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    "Well, a pleasure to make your aquaintance! I am called Bacon the Bard." He extended his hand for a handshake.
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    Bacon yelped. "Ah! Do I know you, perchance?" You are close to surpassing me in post count... I'm so proud
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    <Query?> the threads asked. "My goodness!" exclaimed Bacon. "What has been happening while I've been gone?"
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    The threads reached tentatively for the orb. Bacon, who had been brushing his teeth at the time, nearly choked. "Wha goin on?" he mumbled, utterly bewildered.
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    The Ennuller promptly did as Subversion had Narrated. The veins of power pulsed around the orb. They seemed... lost.
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    Some time later, a crew of ennullers finished clearing away the last of the char. The orb was placed ceremoniously inside of the tree. Another ennuller stepped forward, extending his hand to project a force field in front of himself. The wind blew some leaves into a shape resembling a thumbs-up.
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    Ennulling cannot bring back what has been lost, said the ennuller wistfully. But the damage, at least, should be easy enough to clear away.
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    Is it within your capability to repair this structure?
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    Excellent. The pair emerged into reality once more, at the foot of what appeared to be a burned and blackened tree. One at a time, if you would.
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    Collecting information, explained the ennuller as they stepped into the Void. Organizing gathered information. Synthesizing the gathered information into a useful model of reality. And so forth.
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    Excellent. You're hired. The student let out a yelp as her body jumped into the air without her permission and proceeded to go sprawling across the floor.
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    Hmm. The interface point for our previous superintelligence is- erm- damaged, but I'm sure we can repair it. Is this a position that interests you?
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