You grow a few ears inside of yourself. You find this quite unhelpful, seeing as how your body, being solid, would block the majority of sounds. While they are pointless as normal ears, they do, somewhat oddly, give you the ability to listen in on noises that would otherwise be undetectable. You think up the idea of creating a brain so you may think thoughts and whatnot. This is bizzare, as you know for a fact that you've thunk just fine up until this point, and don't see why this would change, unless you imbue it with mystical properties. You're quite sure some law of physics or such would prevent adding more energy to yourself. Thermodynamics, you believe. As you think this, the cat gives you a glare.
Ah, yes, the cat. You should probably give the little creature a look with your eye.
You get some finer detail on it, confirming that yes, the cat is rather handsome. It begins zooming further, and further- and then the cat seems to disappear. How puzzling. It's head alone momentarily reappears, floating. It gives you a grin, before disappearing once more. More puzzling. This time, it doesn't seem to return.
How peculiar. Very peculiar. The cat, it seems- can teleport. It must be beyond your area. To test the waters, you conjure up a metal bolt, to fire at the "wall".
With a barely perceptible noise, the void
shatters. A Hole has opened up to a new location. It seems pitch-black there. Fascinating. Perhaps the cat went there? Anyhow, your thoughts turn to Dan the Pitchfork.
Perhaps... you should give him life? Then, morbidly, though idea to kill him arises. Initially, your emotions register fully in disgust. But as time passes, a debate rages within yourself. After many rounds of thoughts, you decide to grant life, and then kill him. Spectacularly.
It develops eyes. How int- no, don't get attached. You begin forming a bolt of energy...
"
HELLO! My name's Da- AAAAAAGH!"
Oh. Oh dear. You hadn't meant to give it that grade of intelligence- oh. Oh my, you feel tears welling up in your eye. Dan...
You know what would help? A Spoon. Yes, a spoon. You create one, but the tears continue to well. Dan, it appears... is gone. Dead. Killed.
By yourself.You don't feel much in the mood for gas transfusion right now.
A Dot, suspended in a white void. It floats among a deactivated, and frankly, half-destroyed happiness machine, as well as a blue cat, and a pitchfork. The Void has some, but not all Laws of Physics applying to it, and, despite being expressly described as a void, is filled with a gaseous medium.
Abilities/Form:
- Ability to feel emotion.
- Presence of two Hearts. The hearts are not pumping, nor do they have a medium to pump or a destination to pump to. One is slightly smaller than the other.
- Powers of Creation.
- An Eye. The Eye allows you to zoom in on certain things, but only those worth zooming in on.
- An 'Inner Ear', which allows you to listen in on very silent, almost imperceptible noises with clarity.[/li
Surroundings:
- A White Void, currently with only some few of the Laws of Physics applying to it, and those within it. There is a hole in it, leading to somewhere pitch-black.
- A Machine that produces pure happiness, deactivated. It has a broken pipe leading out from it, and a dent in its bottom.
- The remains of a shattered wooden-handled pitchfork named Dan. It was sapient.
- A floating, grey platform. There was a cat on it, but it teleported away.
- A small silver spoon.
Other Entities:
- A Cat, currently colored a dashing shade of blue. It is presumably wearing a special, gas-tight helmet to provide it with air, and is currently missing.
- A sapient wooden-handled Pitchfork named Dan. His remains float in the Void. Deceased