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[Khenal]

"I can guess why you want them gone, but everything means everything.  You won't know anything that you didn't learn today.  I might have to smack you to get you to breathe, like a newborn foal.  You won't know how to talk, how to walk, how to fly."

I deflate a bit.  "And if I sealed that much, it would only last a bare hooffull of minutes before you would remember everything anyway."

[Dsarker]

"You cannot take it away? Not permanently? But...but I trusted you!"

[The Master]

((I'D RUN FOR THE DARN HILLS NOW IF I WERE YOU!))

[Khenal]

"I can seal the memories you wish to forget, Friesden.  I mean it when I say everything means everything, but not everything needs to be sealed.  Most memories are below the consciousness, and sealing those is very difficult.  The memories that cross the threshold into your active mind, however, can be sealed.  You will keep your knowledge of things, but not the context in which you learned them.  Do you understand?"

[Dsarker]

"I don't want to know these things!" Friesden wails. "Please, please, can't you remove them somewhere, somehow?"

[The Master]

Psycho groans and mutters, "Enough of your whining...just give them to me and let me go back to sleep..." He complains.

[Dsarker]

I'm going to have to go afk for about an hour or so pretty soon.

[Khenal]

I answer Carrot's rambling out of habit.

"I can't give you her memories, only a memory eater cou...!"

I blink a few times and almost drop Carrot as I get a very stupid idea.

'Keeper?  I have a very dangerous question to ask you.'


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A short break sound good, then.

[The Master]

((I'm going to bed at 3am EST...so he'd better hurry.))

[The Master]

((Well, i'm going to bed. GOOD NIGHT EVERYPONY! I LEAVE YOU WITH THIS MUSIC! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eubWHVBAC-Q&feature=colike))

[Darkening Kaos]

From the diary of ThunderSplinter;

Early Timber, 98.
297.  I'm going to remember that number forever.  297.  The number of bars of soap it took to clean out the infection in my leg.  And, on top of that, I have also gathered up all the bars of honey badger pegasi soap and hidden them in my workshop.  It's the softest and soapiest I used.  But if anyone asks, I'll recommend the cat soap, it seems we have plenty of it and I'd probably rate it mediocre at best.  Also discarded that infernal crutch, probably did more damage than anything else.  And, thank Nuket, no more wound dressings to change every few hours - that pus was really starting to stink up the place and the haulers were complaining when I asked them to take the bundles to the refuse pile.  It is with great satisfaction that I took the last bundle of soiled cloth to the refuse pit and threw it in with all the contempt I could muster.

Plans: review the top-most levels of the tower - plan security measures.  The possibility from fliers to invade by pathing through the tower is very real, so a few cage traps here and there will take care of that.  Nicolta has been a casualty of some foul-daemon scheme by the sounds of the gossip that reaches me, and queries over who the senior mechanician is have returned nothing.

Blocks, barrels, and cages should help me get back into the swing of things - I hear we have more migrants that need beds, but I wonder if we are getting enough migrants to replace our losses?

Enough for now,
ThunderSplinter.

[Dsarker]

"What is the question, Khenal?"

[Khenal]

'How did Schmoe take memories?'

[Dsarker]

The Keeper seems a bit shifty. "It's...it's hard to explain. I wouldn't call it...taking memories. More....predating on them. It's very complicated. Why do you ask?"

[ansontan2000]

((You guys and your mass posting. Sometimes I really hate living in SEAsia.))
*A flash of light explodes from the ceiling, and Bubbles falls down in a heap. Right on Friesden.*