![]() ![]() It's hard to believe that I wasn't selected somehow. Sure, they are sapient animals, but I've seen nothing to suggest that they are or have ever been human. They aren't furries, are they? They are just animals. Then I was lying on the ground, surrounded by the. I couldn't make sense of it, but the only thing I noticed was that I went through it somehow. I didn't see any portal, I didn't see any sudden change, the only thing I remember was seeing something weird about the explosion. One moment, I was flying through the air, and another I was here. It was certainly beyond my scope of knowledge. Maybe I got transported to another universe. Maybe it's the multiverse? I know the eggheads were getting big on that recently. What was Jackson always reading? That Tojo propaganda. I hate to admit it, because it'll make me seem more crazy than I already am, but I think I was transported to another world somehow. I don't really like thinking too hard about things. I hated waiting back in my world as well. ![]() learn to understand each other? I don't like all this waiting. Where did Paler run off to? I was kinda hoping that we could. Even if Jackson was an ass, he could still respond to my insults, so there was that. One thing I think I'll miss for the time being is having someone to really truly talk to. That's what the drill instructors always said. After all, that was drilled in my mind from day one. I holstered my revolver, and stowed away the empty cartridge. I'm starting to run out of blanks, though, so I think it's time we called it quits for now." maybe it's because you literally are a gun. "Arggh! You beat me again! How are you so good at Russian Roulette, Betty? Hm. Maybe, just maybe, I will find something within these books. yes, these will all be good." I mutter to myself. Notable Interactions with the Outside World. If I can find anything about the monkey man, it will be here. And I know for a fact, that although lacking, there are some books of lore in here. I am ususally the only one who has use for the library, but my infatuation with knowlege also means that people will just come to me when they want to know something, rather than figuring it out for themselves.īecause of this, though, I have an intimate understanding of all the knowlege here. When I was still a chick, I would spend days and nights secluded within these walls. A way for those who know how to read to blow off some steam and relax. Most of the books here are in relation to village living. Still, they may have a point in regards to the monkey man. They don't understand the true extent of knowledge that is contained within these walls. Most people would call the library quaint, but then again, most people don't go to the library. Luckily, I was capable of flight, so I had no need for help reaching the tomes I was looking for. The shelves extended nearly two stories, requiring either the ability of flight, or a ladder to reach them. Within, shelves upon shelves of books and scrolls brimming with knowledge sat undisturbed, curving with the circumference of the tree. A hollowed out tree, fairly small in comparison to the rest in the village. The library was located in a far off corner of the village. As I walked into the library, I was bombarded with the smell of ancient tomes, and old paper. ![]()
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