Maybe not a major factor, but one of hundreds of reasons why it wasn't going to work. Sure. That works.
I'll try and get you a reply soon, but homework. Ugh.
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Ok. I can see how the actions of one of them could change the nature of something. May I ask a bit more about what the consequences are going to be?
Heya.
I'm not looking to stomp on your creativity but... I don't get it again. How can something become more negative or positive without completely changing the weave, and making it into something else? And even if it could, for it to become more negative it would either have to lose positive or gain more negative, which would make something else more positive.
I'm not looking to stomp on your creativity but... I don't get it again. How can something become more negative or positive without completely changing the weave, and making it into something else? And even if it could, for it to become more negative it would either have to lose positive or gain more negative, which would make something else more positive.
Yeah. Aysus has... a long journey in front of him. But I'm excited to lead him through it.
It was good! I was entertained.
Aysus, however, is exhausted. Poor thing.
Aysus, however, is exhausted. Poor thing.
Aysus' gentle explorations into the nature of matter, space, and silence was, as ever, interrupted by Tahaan. Or, rather, Tahaan's actions. It was struck by a sudden ricochet of energy, that flooded over it and even succeeded in pushing Aysus away with its energy. Aysus shuddered in irritation and surprise, wondering what exactly Tahaan had managed to get itself into this time.
Its question was answered moments later by Tahaan's sudden and rather abrupt arrival from somewhere else, and told it what exactly had just happened.
~I was not planning on doing any such thing.~ Aysus responded to the shivering Tahaan, its voice tinged with the faintest traces of amusement. But it leaves its moderate rebuke just at that, and accepts its fearful companion with gentle vibrations of its own. At least, Aysus comforted itself, Tahaan would never change. Its explorations would always lead it further than it should go, and it would always come back to Aysus when such an event occurred.As ever, they were, and always would be, the only things in this universe on which they could rely. Everything else was uncertain, but they would always be together, and would always be bound, despite their oppositions. And it was, perhaps, these very oppositions which made them so compatible for each other.
For a while they were both silent, content to be in each other's presence and needing nothing more. But Tahaan's fear began to subside, just as it always did, and Aysus could feel the desire for new exploration and experience building within it once more. Aysus did not want to crush Tahaan's adventurous spirit, but it was weary of new things. Not physically weary, that had faded shortly before it and Tahaan had separated, but weary in its being of being forced into new things, and constantly having to adapt to the new universe, just when it was starting to become comfortable with the last thing they had done.
~Are we done with the new things? At least for now?~
Its question was answered moments later by Tahaan's sudden and rather abrupt arrival from somewhere else, and told it what exactly had just happened.
~I was not planning on doing any such thing.~ Aysus responded to the shivering Tahaan, its voice tinged with the faintest traces of amusement. But it leaves its moderate rebuke just at that, and accepts its fearful companion with gentle vibrations of its own. At least, Aysus comforted itself, Tahaan would never change. Its explorations would always lead it further than it should go, and it would always come back to Aysus when such an event occurred.As ever, they were, and always would be, the only things in this universe on which they could rely. Everything else was uncertain, but they would always be together, and would always be bound, despite their oppositions. And it was, perhaps, these very oppositions which made them so compatible for each other.
For a while they were both silent, content to be in each other's presence and needing nothing more. But Tahaan's fear began to subside, just as it always did, and Aysus could feel the desire for new exploration and experience building within it once more. Aysus did not want to crush Tahaan's adventurous spirit, but it was weary of new things. Not physically weary, that had faded shortly before it and Tahaan had separated, but weary in its being of being forced into new things, and constantly having to adapt to the new universe, just when it was starting to become comfortable with the last thing they had done.
~Are we done with the new things? At least for now?~
Subject... let me see...
The best I can do is give some examples. Reasons to use different types of housing would certainly qualify, for exactly the reasons you said. Someone write a massive article about creating new languages. Magic was one, as a broad topic, and then narrowing the focus on several different varieties of magic, their uses, advantages and disadvantages. How to make a realistic planet has arrived a couple of times. Pieces of information on how to create a polytheistic or monotheistic religion, reasons to use certain political and governmental systems.
Basically, little pieces of information that other people can use to make their own worlds more realistic and believable. So, yeah. Subject as in pieces of what it takes to make a world.
But now I have a list, and some of those are actually not used yet. So thank you. This was helpful.
The best I can do is give some examples. Reasons to use different types of housing would certainly qualify, for exactly the reasons you said. Someone write a massive article about creating new languages. Magic was one, as a broad topic, and then narrowing the focus on several different varieties of magic, their uses, advantages and disadvantages. How to make a realistic planet has arrived a couple of times. Pieces of information on how to create a polytheistic or monotheistic religion, reasons to use certain political and governmental systems.
Basically, little pieces of information that other people can use to make their own worlds more realistic and believable. So, yeah. Subject as in pieces of what it takes to make a world.
But now I have a list, and some of those are actually not used yet. So thank you. This was helpful.
Makes sense. Doesn't help me much, because I need an actual subject. Something I could write a couple hundred words as an explanation to someone else. :p
Thanks for trying, though.
Thanks for trying, though.
Hey, Pope.
I've had a couple of people in various places ask me to write articles about worldbuilding, and little tidbits or tips that I find useful. I'm good at writing these articles, but I completely blank when it comes to choosing what subjects about which I should write. Any useful spitballing for me?
I've had a couple of people in various places ask me to write articles about worldbuilding, and little tidbits or tips that I find useful. I'm good at writing these articles, but I completely blank when it comes to choosing what subjects about which I should write. Any useful spitballing for me?
A great wave seemed to flow through Aysus, briefly sending a ripple through its silken folds before bringing the entity to an even greater level of stillness. It rolled faintly to the side, moving away from the wellspring, but paused almost immediately as the infinitesimal pieces of matter that now scattered the universe touched it. Aysus seemed to draw in on itself, almost reflexively, before the weave of matter began to move. The pieces of matter skirted away from it, and even though space was not the same as nothing, it was, like darkness and silence, the closest to nothing of which Aysus knew.
Slowly it moved further and further away from the wellspring, and the number of threads around it began to fall back to a normal number. The matter moved aside in front of it, and came back together behind it. Only once it had reached a familiar and comfortable level of threads did Aysus settle to a stop and try and relax. But its own need to keep the matter from coming in close and continually bumping and brushing against its self kept Aysus from truly obtaining peace. That was, at least, until Tahaan moved in around it, swirling quickly in the gap between Aysus and the matter, instinctively understanding what its counterpart needed at that moment. Tahaan's actions kept the pieces of matter from touching Aysus, and left it with nothing but space. Then Aysus was able to truly relax, and it settled into itself, exhausted, unnerved, unbalanced, but still ultimately ready to face the constant challenge of the notion of change.
Gradually, as Aysus relaxed, the equally weary Tahaan began to move in closer to its counterpart. They settled into each other's presence, and assumed the closest thing to sleep that either of them had ever known. And so they drifted, Tahaan swirling lazily around Aysus, who floated in its bubble of space.
Aysus returned to presence second, and instantly noticed the restlessness of its companion. It shivered slightly in thanks, truly grateful to Tahaan for creating a space of relative safety and familiarity even as its own instincts drove it to go play, and explore this new world that they had created together.
~You can go now. Thank you.~ Aysus murmured gently, freeing its companion to exploration. Despite their affinity for each other, they were, in the end, different beings, and they each had to explore this new reality in their own way.
As soon as Tahaan left, the matter began to move back in. Aysus tried to ignore it, tried to pretend that it didn't care about the things that were constantly bumping up against itself, but it could only hold that pretense for so long before it forced the matter to once more scatter away from it by forcefully tugging on the weave of space and matter. Once more it was left with a bubble of space, and the shivering of its form wherever a piece of matter touched it quickly faded away.
This was so very different from the light and the noise, because there was no way for Aysus to escape it. Tiny pieces of matter spiraled away into the edge of infinity, as omnipresent as the threads themselves. The lights that Aysus and Tahaan had made were somewhere in the distance, concealed by the threads of dimness, but there was nothing Aysus could use to conceal the matter.
It knew it had to find a way to adjust, to understand, to accept. It had thought it accepted back before it had been done, because it had understood that they had been making something it had never experienced before, but the space between the idea of different and the reality of different was far greater than Aysus would have imagined.
Slowly it began to draw the matter closer to itself, and even though it was hesitant about the action it was also very deliberate. This time, when the matter ran into itself, Aysus did not allow it to scatter back out and away. I theld them together, bonded the little pieces until the little piece became a slightly bigger piece, and bonded those slightly bigger pieces together as well.
Aysus did not know exactly what it was doing. Aysus was a creature of contemplation, not of experimentation. But there seemed to be no other option for this strange new thing that was matter, and Aysus could not help but hope that, if it experimented enough, it might be able to find something that it could understand.
Slowly the pieces of matter began to grow and grow, until it had a piece large enough that it could watch it slide through the universe, a wrecking ball that knocked all other pieces aside. And it was, at that moment, that Aysus realized something truly astonishing. The matter was still.
It was not that it did not move through space; it most certainly did that. But the matter itself did not move. The pieces that were in the center stayed in the center, the pieces that were at the edge stayed at the edge. Despite being new and chaotic, the matter was the most still thing that Aysus had ever truly experienced. It drew closer to it, and reached out to it hesitantly. This time, no shiver coursed through its body, because it felt the strange, foreign likeness of the thing before it. Matter was not a foe, not something to be escaped or destroyed, but a like thing, something about which Aysus could truly understand. They were two things, floating through vast infinity, trying to find the stillness of a constantly moving and shifting world.
Slowly the matter that Aysus had been holding back, holding away, began to drift freely again. This time, Aysus drifted with the pieces, no longer bothered by their brief, flitting contact. This time, somehow, it felt comfortable.
Slowly it moved further and further away from the wellspring, and the number of threads around it began to fall back to a normal number. The matter moved aside in front of it, and came back together behind it. Only once it had reached a familiar and comfortable level of threads did Aysus settle to a stop and try and relax. But its own need to keep the matter from coming in close and continually bumping and brushing against its self kept Aysus from truly obtaining peace. That was, at least, until Tahaan moved in around it, swirling quickly in the gap between Aysus and the matter, instinctively understanding what its counterpart needed at that moment. Tahaan's actions kept the pieces of matter from touching Aysus, and left it with nothing but space. Then Aysus was able to truly relax, and it settled into itself, exhausted, unnerved, unbalanced, but still ultimately ready to face the constant challenge of the notion of change.
Gradually, as Aysus relaxed, the equally weary Tahaan began to move in closer to its counterpart. They settled into each other's presence, and assumed the closest thing to sleep that either of them had ever known. And so they drifted, Tahaan swirling lazily around Aysus, who floated in its bubble of space.
Aysus returned to presence second, and instantly noticed the restlessness of its companion. It shivered slightly in thanks, truly grateful to Tahaan for creating a space of relative safety and familiarity even as its own instincts drove it to go play, and explore this new world that they had created together.
~You can go now. Thank you.~ Aysus murmured gently, freeing its companion to exploration. Despite their affinity for each other, they were, in the end, different beings, and they each had to explore this new reality in their own way.
As soon as Tahaan left, the matter began to move back in. Aysus tried to ignore it, tried to pretend that it didn't care about the things that were constantly bumping up against itself, but it could only hold that pretense for so long before it forced the matter to once more scatter away from it by forcefully tugging on the weave of space and matter. Once more it was left with a bubble of space, and the shivering of its form wherever a piece of matter touched it quickly faded away.
This was so very different from the light and the noise, because there was no way for Aysus to escape it. Tiny pieces of matter spiraled away into the edge of infinity, as omnipresent as the threads themselves. The lights that Aysus and Tahaan had made were somewhere in the distance, concealed by the threads of dimness, but there was nothing Aysus could use to conceal the matter.
It knew it had to find a way to adjust, to understand, to accept. It had thought it accepted back before it had been done, because it had understood that they had been making something it had never experienced before, but the space between the idea of different and the reality of different was far greater than Aysus would have imagined.
Slowly it began to draw the matter closer to itself, and even though it was hesitant about the action it was also very deliberate. This time, when the matter ran into itself, Aysus did not allow it to scatter back out and away. I theld them together, bonded the little pieces until the little piece became a slightly bigger piece, and bonded those slightly bigger pieces together as well.
Aysus did not know exactly what it was doing. Aysus was a creature of contemplation, not of experimentation. But there seemed to be no other option for this strange new thing that was matter, and Aysus could not help but hope that, if it experimented enough, it might be able to find something that it could understand.
Slowly the pieces of matter began to grow and grow, until it had a piece large enough that it could watch it slide through the universe, a wrecking ball that knocked all other pieces aside. And it was, at that moment, that Aysus realized something truly astonishing. The matter was still.
It was not that it did not move through space; it most certainly did that. But the matter itself did not move. The pieces that were in the center stayed in the center, the pieces that were at the edge stayed at the edge. Despite being new and chaotic, the matter was the most still thing that Aysus had ever truly experienced. It drew closer to it, and reached out to it hesitantly. This time, no shiver coursed through its body, because it felt the strange, foreign likeness of the thing before it. Matter was not a foe, not something to be escaped or destroyed, but a like thing, something about which Aysus could truly understand. They were two things, floating through vast infinity, trying to find the stillness of a constantly moving and shifting world.
Slowly the matter that Aysus had been holding back, holding away, began to drift freely again. This time, Aysus drifted with the pieces, no longer bothered by their brief, flitting contact. This time, somehow, it felt comfortable.
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