Looks like he's in trouble. Is there anything you can do?
Hey just got caught up, I really really want to update the mirror, but I can only do it on my brother's laptop, which I have little time with.
The time when I got the mirror first set up was when he was out of town for two days. If anybody else wants to edit the adventure they can though, the site has a tutorial on how to get an editor account. When you have that you can edit anything, and that includes adding pages. Or you can wait and hopefully I will update it. It just depends on when I can get laptop time.
Make squiggles at him to distract him. Im sure he can smell magic or something.
I shall make an editors account! Nothing shall get in my wa-zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz >snore<
Okay, editing TOMORROW!
And we are currently on pic 305ish.
Something special is planned for 314.
In the sense of "let's do something special for 214".
Also, I am trying to be more active on this thread to be talked to and respond, beyond silly asides in spoilers.
Who would've known that thirty minutes of sleep per night was bad for you?
I think I'm rambling.
I'll shut up now...
If your having trouble finding a mod to help you, I can look up witch one helped me.
Good look with panel 314!
See what happens when you make a portal INSIDE a portal!
Might wanna get out of there theres things with teeth, tentacles and claws reaching for you. How do portals work anyway? Can you try making one to Mad for example?
Best keep very still and pray that they don't notice you.
They are like reflections.
Making a portal in these circumstances would be bad. And Lindigo didn't say much about portal theory, but it's shapes made of energy in your head that make things in translation into a 3D world.
Hey, remember that time you tried to make a universe? This seems like a more likely place for that to actually work!
For some reason I just imagined green shooting a laser out of his face
This must happen
>Why shouldnt you make portals here?
Well, the monsters are like mirrors and this place is full of pocket dimensions, so if you make a portal to escape through, they might copy you and follow you to a place where they are much more dangerous.
Hello, Sermillion. Fancy seeing you here.
You attempt to create a universe, elegant in its simplicity, sublime in its complexity. And end up somewhere else. It might be someone else's garden, still in the elsewhere.
green: Explore garden!
Sermillion: Do you know this guy?
Green: Be very careful. Oh, and your name is lost. OBVIOUSLY.
Sermillion: Well, I guess you should ask who this is, then! Be polite ._.
green: offer to help the plants grow with your squiggles. It is time to make an ally!
sermillion: Fly up to his face.
You really can't fly that high. Have you seen the size of your wings? And they still sting a bit from Mad's temendously bad stitching. 'SEWING SCIENTIST' your... foot.
Hello? Can you hear me up there?
HELLO? CAN YOU HEAR ME UP THERE?
Not really. It's easier to talk to people from down here.
Who are you?
My name isn't particularly important.
Really? Well, this is one of my gardens-in-progress, as opposed to the larger ones where the rest of the team have me grow poisonous plants, plants that make all sorts of nasty things. But I like the company of my plants, so I haven't told them about this garden.
Can I help, make the plants grow or something?
Oh, that won't be necessary. I'm quite fine here. And I didn't catch your name...?
Ah well, let's head to another one of my unfinished places where there's more space. I just finished putting in the atmosphere! Do you like the colour?
Four! There you are! Finally, I need some... What is that doing here?
I'm not sure. He appeared in one of my gardens, appeared out of the elsewhere.
green: shoot a laser out of your face
Sermillion: Okaaaaaaaaaay but how does he know /you/!
>Green: Unleash your Face-Laser.
An immortal, indestructible creature that crawled out of nightmares before the gods took shape against a child of Energy burning with righteous fury.
It's going to be a close thing.
Yeah, I think Round One goes to the cross one. That's got to sting something awful.
Four! Stop narrating!
Yeah, how do you know me?
I move in mysterious ways.
It's the hat.
>Sermillion: Sarcastically accept this explanation. Even More sarcastically ask about the hat.
Sermillion:What does his symbol mean?