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  1. I think there may have been confusion! Erif wanted to know where the inspector was- that's who the guide said he might be able to find in unreal space.
  2. Erif picked his way across the room, cutting through vines that blocked his path. "Wrong? What do you mean?"
  3. Erif pulled hard on the door and it opened. Folding chairs and tables lay scattered around the room, overgrown with vines. Rusted domes hung from the ceiling, a few having fallen to the floor. Across the room, a door sat ajar. Lights flickered in the room beyond, along with the sound of muttering.
  4. "Seems reasonable," said Erif, pulling out a knife and beginning to saw through the vines holding the door shut. No; as long as Narrators don't try to escape the Enullers are happy to let them be.
  5. Well, the Ennullers as a whole are an organization that takes care of the Thread, making sure that the dangerous threats inside cannot escape. (That's the Narrators and the withergeists.) Although there are some Ennullers who have gone rogue, such as Ciara. The vine shivered. Up close, it became apparent that thin black veins ran along its length. They were slowly growing. The wind blew again, sounding eerily like the screech of the dream eater.
  6. You're with Erif and Tull (and Ista) in the room. It looks the same as the room where the inspector brought them (except overgrown), if Sequence remembers that. Bacon pecked around in his best pigeonlike fashion until he was satisfied there was nothing in the room, then went to check the next one. I'm sure that's nothing, thought Bacon. You just have a knack for it, I guess Are you asking about making an Ennuller character?
  7. Someone who can use the ordered darkness magic system, which is all about nullifying energy. They're somewhat of a secret society.
  8. "I'm afraid you're in a defunct storyline at the moment," said the clone of Bacon, still disguised as a tree. "@NameIess vanished, and so nothing's moving here. If you wanted, we could start a chaos storyline. It's been a while since we've had one of those." Bacon wondered what the crash was. Hopefully Yrank and Cricket would explore that direction. He walked over to the nearest doorway and peered inside. Erif tried the door, but it wouldn't move- the vines had locked it shut. "Catfish," he muttered. "Inspector? Are you here?" The only response was a whistling sound, as of the wind. But there was no wind.
  9. No, I have been successfully been able to edit my posts since.
  10. Bacon decided to take the left door. No one ever discovered anything by standing still, after all.
  11. Bacon pecked at the ground in his best pigeon impression, carefully keeping an eye out for anything important. Where was this Ciara?
  12. [Pretty much, yeah. With any luck we won't run into them.] Bacon followed on short pigeon legs, uncharacteristically quiet.
  13. [That's what I'm saying! The Witherlord wouldn't be caught dead basing behind a pretty, peaceful waterfall. It just doesn't fit the brand at all!]
  14. [You have faced only villains without panache, then. Everyone knows the lair of a proper dark lord is lightless and foreboding!] [Smart of you. Evil is very unlikable.]
  15. [Speaking of which,] said Bacon, [that cave looks very suspicious.]
  16. [Ooh, can you see your house from up here?] Pigeons are naturally telepathic, clearly.
  17. [Any familiar sights?] asked Bacon. [She'll never suspect a thing,] said Bacon confidently.
  18. [Right- we need to go through a portal to get there, right?] [To disguise ourselves, of course!]
  19. [Remember, everyone,] said Bacon. [We are pigeons. If we act too unpigeonlike, our cover will be blown!]
  20. Just waiting for @TwinSouls now, I suppose. Edit as in you already posted it?
  21. Bacon followed Shoe. [Get ready to be stealthy, everyone!]
  22. [That's a lot of portals,] remarked Bacon. [All right, Shoe, which one?]
  23. Erif tried the door, but it wouldn't move- the vines had locked it shut. "Catfish," he muttered. "Inspector? Are you here?" There was still no response. @SpiritOfWrath
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