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  1. Through the Living Heir
    @The Stormfather @TheRavenHasLanded @AltonicKeys @J. Magi @Ancient Elantrian @DaveSouls @SpiritOfWrath Nick turns to everyone, making sure they’re all listening, so he doesn’t miss any potentially game changing ideas. “Ok, we’ve got one teleportation cycle before the safehouse, and for once we’re not being attacked. I say we create a set of experiments to see if we can avert, alter, or gain power from the teleportation, so we can use our resources from the safehouse to exploit that.” He paces, trying to think. “We should definitely try simply touching or crushing the energy. Maybe we can get a current if we touch it with wires… and teleporting away might help. What else should we do?”
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    “Then what was that about me actually going insane, other than talking to someone nobody else can see? Should I tell the others?”
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    “Well yes, we will need to figure how to use it to get home, but I think my goal here is merely to make it harder to teleport us by using the energy that would power the teleportation for other things. Can you interact with the power inside of us at all?”
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    Cole elbows the burnt man. “That sounds like me… Wait, are you Madness? Why do they call you that?”
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    A pulse of force extends from Veer, tearing up pieces of the concrete floor and pulling bars from the cells close to the stairs. Veer’s teeth are gritted as he focuses on not blasting the now-floating objects away from him. Colors are missing from the area around his shoulder, and grey metal creeps up his neck and down his arm. A sort of aura of voided color surrounds him, and another pulse of force surges out of him, destroying floor, roof, walls, and stairs in a perfectly circular area, except for the occupied cells. The material of the destroyed sphere floats around him in an almost protective formation. Veer cries out as he levitates off the ground and shreds his way through several floors of Clinic.
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    Veer finds an empty cell. “Stay here until we set up your trial.” He locks the door, then runs back up the stairs, looking for somewhere to overload without hurting anyone. Halfway up, he collapses.
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    “Yes. I think our first priority will be dissipating or harnessing the teleportation energy, because otherwise the people running the Machine will think of somewhere worse than a volcano to drop us in. The yellow energy is incredibly energy dense; maybe we will need antimatter after all. I haven’t had much time for experiments, but the yellow energy is energy dense enough to cause energy retention crystals to explode, and it seems to teleport only things on our person.”
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    “That makes sense. Did you not teach the man that?” Cole looks down at the man. “Should we bury him or something?”
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    “Fusion and fission convert mass to energy as well, just less of it. Antimatter is not especially helpful for power generation, because it is so hard to find.” “My world can do this in a controlled manner, with machines. Regardless, we have more important things to discuss, I believe.”
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    The swarm tries to look at the pad, but neither they, nor the translator node can read. “I do not understand this; maybe the very alive thing can help.” They move to the Idea, using a strange mix between sprouting tendrils to walk and moving nodes along their body to flow. They take one tendril and touch the manifestation of the Idea, as that is the best way to communicate for their kind. The nodes are pulled to it, as the swarm has the idea that the Idea is incredibly alive, aka magnetic. Along the tendril comes one thought, one idea. Create. The swarm thinks at the Idea. Can you help me understand that man? The Idea’s magnetic field continues fluctuating randomly, but the swarm thinks they notice confusion. That impression causes the Idea to create that very thought. Do you have a device like this, but better? The swarm thinks an impression of the translator node, and a translator node falls from the Idea. The swarm catches it. Thank you, they think, the go back to @SpiritOfWrath. “I do not know where we are. The ground here is not edible, and this world is not alive. The other not-alive people said that was not bad, and that there are many not-alive places.”
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    “Interesting… are they pulling them apart, or smashing them together? Fusing atoms - what we call wrieka - is much safer than splitting them; the process gets incredibly hot, but will fizzle if done incorrectly, rather than exploding.” Nick watches the island in the lake. “I cannot think of anything to give you that would actually benefit you, but I thank you for your help.”
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    That attitude would cost her a lot, on the streets. But maybe it is good, if others act the same. “… thank you. We can practice when we make camp, and I can finally spar with Sleeper. I am in your debt, I suppose. It truly is a shame that only one of us can get the job.”
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    The swarm goes beneath him and pushes him upwards, drawing their segments into a tower. It’s not very much help, but lifting heavy things is difficult if you are only held together by magnets.
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    What is she thinking? I can- No. I can’t do this myself. She can help me. “That would be… helpful. What do you want in return?”
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    The swarm extends outward again, become less compact so they can see better. “I do not know. I am not as good at seeing far away as not-alive people like you. The ground is not edible, I know that. And there is a very alive thing, like a thought. You fell out of it.”
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    The swarm considered the man. “You are curled up. Not-alive people do this to regain nodes, not to think, which is strange. Do you need food to repair your damage?” The swarm gathers into a ball, thinking. “Not-alive people have names; they gave me one but I lost it. What is your name?”
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    Alvar sighs, both at the lack of supplies and the need to wait. “Very well.” he says, gathering crossbow bolts and the best crossbow. He’d practice later; it was difficult to protect a stationary target without effective ranged attacks.
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    The swarm flinches backwards, then, deciding to sacrifice a few segments, takes a set of three and, moving the memories they contain elsewhere, puts a simple thought within them: move forward. The group of dodecahedrons shuffles forward, and upon touching the Crimsion, begin to corrode. “Do not touch that. It kills pieces of me.” The swarm looks at the figure. “Hello. You are very hard to see. You are even more not-alive than the not-alive people.”
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    “True, but we don’t have magic. Are you able to manipulate these ‘wriekas’? I can draw you a table that shows how to transmute things by splitting or merging them.”
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    “Interesting… Thank you. Would sharing this information be acceptable, as long as we do not give directions to your island?” Nick does not take the sword; it would better serve someone who truly knew how to use it. “I will see if I can give you knowledge in return. Where I come from, everything is made of small particles called atoms, which are made of even smaller particles. If you can go small enough, you can collide or split them, which would transmute substances and potentially cause explosions.”
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    “Yes, and he threw it somehow, it also kept changing weight. He and an army attacked the town we appeared in, but when he died he turned to dust, leaving behind some crystals. Do you think fighting the army caused any problems? They’ve surrendered, now, so I don’t think we can do anything about it.”
  24. Through the Living Heir
    Once, there was an Idea. The Idea began to grow, as ideas tend to do, and it became part of a larger idea. The Idea was an idea for an Idea that could bring ideas to reality. Thus, the Idea brought itself into reality, the larger idea becoming a place around it. The Idea merely created ideas of what it would look like when it was observed, but the place was an ordinary place. It was barren - as it was not a very well thought out idea - but it was a place, and more ideas, through the Idea, would make it more interesting. The Idea sat in this barren place, and it touched more ideas - not by design, and not very closely, but it did touch them. One of these idea planes seemed to implode, and, because the idea was a bit connected to it, some of that idea plane tumbled out of where the Idea sat, saved from oblivion. A swarm of many small, rust colored objects tumbled from the Idea, then gathered themselves into a dome and looked around. “I teleported, like the not-alive people. That is strange,” they warble through a slightly broken speaker.
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    “Do I get anything for that? Why was the man bleeding so much?” Cole cleans his saw using his tent-coat.
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