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[piecewise]

Oh.... oh, fucking hell, PW XD

Gods damn it. The serial killer saw something. Fan-fucking-tastic. XD

Too bad you can't ask him about it huh?

Then again, they never did confirm that kill...And if I remember right, someone saw something rather odd on tv a while back...

[Kriellya]

Oh.... oh, fucking hell, PW XD

Gods damn it. The serial killer saw something. Fan-fucking-tastic. XD

Too bad you can't ask him about it huh?

Then again, they never did confirm that kill...And if I remember right, someone saw something rather odd on tv a while back...

Yeah, you did your job foreshadowing that he was still around

Gods damnit, I don't have time to go through the archive again. WHY, PW? WHYYYYYYYYY‽

[piecewise]

ah,well he's probably dead now.  or at least quite old.

[Kriellya]

ah,well he's probably dead now.  or at least quite old.

True. Damn relativity. 'Course, if he got on a ship......

[Toaster]

ah,well he's probably dead now.  or at least quite old.

True. Damn relativity. 'Course, if he got on a ship......

Then he would travel the galaxy looking for alien can openers under the control of a galactic AI and have wacky hijinks?  That's what they did with the last batch, at least.

[Beirus]

I now feel like those coordinates are a terrible reference point for Jason (my character) to use. Damn it. I really hope I don't run into a Freddie Kreuger (sp?) serial killer inside Jason's mind or whatever dimension/sub-reality thing he is experiencing.

[syvarris]

So me and a few other people are in the plug.dj room with PW, and... a person with the username "The_Sheep" joined for a minute, and played a video that was just a bunch of sheep... making sheep noises, whatever you call it.

But what was interesting is that they also posted in the comments- a long paragraph, something about people eating flesh, and the crying voices of dead gods.  Nobody thought to screenshot or copy paste it though.  Whoops.

[Kriellya]

I now feel like those coordinates are a terrible reference point for Jason (my character) to use. Damn it. I really hope I don't run into a Freddie Kreuger (sp?) serial killer inside Jason's mind or whatever dimension/sub-reality thing he is experiencing.

Oh, the fact that our first encounter with these coordinates was from a serial killer shouldn't be what concerns you.

What should concern you is that serial killer was a UWM Urban Executor, and that it is looking more and more like he went rogue because he saw something related to those coordinates.

[Toaster]

THE PLOT THICKENS

[Beirus]

Yay, mysterious possible indications of a possible apocalypse. And I get to play a part if I don't die.

Don't ask how I jumped to the idea of an apocalypse. I don't know how that worked either.

[Sean Mirrsen]

I don't really think those are coordinates. Two numbers are insufficient to define a point in 3D space.

What I really think it might be, however, is a vector. A direction, from a specific point of reference, in which something lies.

...or something approaches from.

[piecewise]

I don't really think those are coordinates. Two numbers are insufficient to define a point in 3D space.

What I really think it might be, however, is a vector. A direction, from a specific point of reference, in which something lies.

...or something approaches from.

heh.

[Toaster]

Also, here's a thought.  From Endive and Hephaestus, those coordinates would point in entirely different directions.   So either we need a central point of reference or we're thinking about this the wrong way.

[syvarris]

Or they cast two different lines, which intersect at the floating corpse of an elder god.

[Sean Mirrsen]

It could also be time when something happens, using a given reference body and a certain start point. 17 radians and 17.3 degrees totals to around two and three quarters of a full circle, which, with the orbit rate of, say, the Sun, would give us, oh... seven hundred million years, give or take.

Probably not.