The Record of the Forever

The Record of the Forever was written by Thomas F. Johnson on his Pillowfort blog and is recorded here in its entirety with permission.
==Part 1 (February 2019)==
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Hello. I am the Librarian Of Babel. I have something important to tell you. 
There is a door here. And there is a book in my hand. And there's many stories out there. 
This door is where the book will pass, and many things will tell their stories therein. 
Small things, big things, all sorts of things. I do not know whether it will prevent doom or simply serve to record, but it will be written.
It's fascinating how people live their lives, unrecorded. Infinite stories, intersecting, intertwining. Who remembers their stories?
What is your story, I wonder, viewer? Do you too have a story to tell?
Let's begin...
===Commentary===
SO YEAH! In yet another effort to do more with my characters, I plan to do more short-form pieces, in the form of written "entries" in a book passed across the multiverse! Because dammit, I will get you all to like and use my glorious sandbox, one way or another!
As per usual, this fiction-y thing is under a CC-BY-SA license for direct adaptation, but all the characters/concepts/settings/ect are free to use as you see fit under a CC-BY 4.0 license so long as I; Thomas F. Johnson, am credited as their creator!
And, if you wanna support me, maybe check out my Patreon, or even just send a Ko-Fi my way! Every penny is appreciated, and I am eternally grateful for those who donate!
==Part 2 (February 2019)==
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So, heyyyyy! The librarian tossed me this diary so I might as well get started! I got dear ol buddy ol friend ol o mine Quentin Quigley a magic cape! For holdin stuff!
Took it from a group of Hudges... elsewhere! What's a Hudge you ask? Well, it's kinda like a grudge, kinda like a sludge, makes you wanna budge, and get really far away from it because it's horrible and has sharp bitey teeth that hate you! Like an Isz except not at all! 
I'll tell him the cape's an unbirthday present! Yeah! Sure! That's what I'm goin with! Never not a good excuse for gift-giving!- Ooky-Spooky
I'll chime in after the fact. It seems like it'll come in useful. I'm grateful. Even if she does probably have one somewhere in that archive of hers. Though, I'm going to have to clean it. It's... unpleasantly sticky. Presumably thanks to its former "owners." God do I hope they don't come back for it... - Quentin Quigley
===Commentary===
So, yeah, mini-entries in the lives of my OCs! Because why not, let's get this nonsense started!
As per usual, this fiction-y thing is under a CC-BY-SA license for direct adaptation, but all the characters/concepts/settings/ect are free to use as you see fit under a CC-BY 4.0 license so long as I; Thomas F. Johnson, am credited as their creator!
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==Part 3 (February 2019)==
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-ENTRY NUMBER [REDACTED]-
Upon my browsing of an archive of dead sites, I found this unusual structure. It appears to be of older type of coding than current structures of its type, and yet far vaster in its capabilities over a seemingly limited area of digital space. 
Metal-Made decided to enter, but I have not seen them emerge for several clock-cycles. And the spikes in processor usage within these latest few gives me cause for concern. I leave this record for those to follow, if I am not to emerge whole or victorious-
-ENTRY ENDED- 
-Cybernetic Queen
===Commentary===
More short-short stories! Tho, believe it or not I didn't decide on this one purely for marquee value! No, I did it because I started drawing a weird temple-y thingie and I realized as I just improvved it it had to be a CQ-verse thing!
As per usual, this fiction-y thing is under a CC-BY-SA license for direct adaptation, but all the characters/concepts/settings/ect are free to use as you see fit under a CC-BY 4.0 license so long as I; Thomas F. Johnson, am credited as their creator!
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== Part 4 (February 2019) ==
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Log of Today's Activities:
Cleared out Kandy Kudzu from the Arena Of The Future, Tried to trace how it spread so far afield.
Prevented destruction of Carkinekros-owned store, even though she almost certainly had it coming
Checked in on order of Black Lotus Tea. Still pending.
Offered mysterious and cryptic guidance to seekers within the Memory Palace. Have no idea if it was actually helpful or I put a bit too much of the mysterious and cryptic in.
Examined for traces of possible new Living Spells inhabiting The Palace, have confirmed their existence but unsure of their element. May either be Salt or Mineral, or possibly very aberrant Spooky.
Checked the state of the bonds regarding the World's End Carnival. Increased activity by Agustus The Red has been noted, but I am more disquieted by the noticeable quiescence from Arlecchino The White....
-Iga Rosencruz
=== Commentary ===
Yeah, this basically came from this drawing of the Memory Palace I did on a whim, tho these little snippets do show the exact sort of thing I've been trying to do with this! 
As per usual, this fiction-y thing is under a CC-BY-SA license for direct adaptation, but all the characters/concepts/settings/ect are free to use as you see fit under a CC-BY 4.0 license so long as I; Thomas F. Johnson, am credited as their creator!
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== Part 5 (February 2019) ==
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As I plunge into the void, to confront the terror behind all of this, I leave this as my last testament.
Know that this cosmic hate, this thing which mere probes, its merest fragments, have devastated some of the best people I've ever known, is far vaster than truly any of us could understand. The depth of the nightmare behind those eyes, the sheer magnitude, beyond light, beyond hope, I have seen it, and I fear for us all.
I have but one thing that may halt its progress, but its workability, or even how long it will hold, is an unknown even to myself. But it is the one thing I have, and i aim to use it. I know absolutely I will have to pay with my life, but that is an infinitesimal sum compared to halting this thing's progress.
To those reading this, know that not simply I, but so many others, have sacrificed ourselves in these secret wars so that you may live. Please, make sure their sacrifices are not in vain, and live life as full as you can.
These are my final words, signing off
- Commando Cody
=== Commentary ===
SO, for a bit of info on the impetus behind this, I saw this Postmodern Jukebox cover of "I Don't Want To Miss A Thing" by Aerosmith, and I thought "Hey, this'd make great ironic BGM for a moment of tragic heroic sacrifice!" Because I'm kinda Like That.
So, the story kinda wrote itself! And yes, that Commando Cody is indeed the public domain one from the classic serial! Tho, the horror which he confronts is an eldritch horror known as SIN_ZTAR, who I just put on the Wiki for you all to check out!
As per usual, this fiction-y thing is under a CC-BY-SA license for direct adaptation, but all the characters/concepts/settings/ect are free to use as you see fit under a CC-BY 4.0 license so long as I; Thomas F. Johnson, am credited as their creator!
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== Part 6 (February 2019) ==
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Hee-ho fellow members of the Game Bosses Union! Now, I know I ain't the most respected member, and I'm kinda the loopy one of the TKN-Masters, but I feel I gotta tell ya as a member, don't eat those new sparkly doughnuts.
Doughnut Man made 'em, and he says they're safe, but none of us believe him as far as you can throw a burnin' pile of oily rags I tell you hwut. They're probably part o' that mind-control mojo with the negative-electricity, and hoo-wee you don't wanna getcher stuffs sunk into by that guy, I tell ya from experience.
Just a fair warnin! The lemon candy's from me and mine tho, feel free to get somma that from the break room instead! - Acid Woman
=== Commentary ===
Well, here's another thing I made on a whim, first the picture and then the story! 
And, while I haven't really introduced them on here as of yet (Or properly imported them to the wiki), long story short the Game Bosses Union is what it sounds like, a weird trade union for game-bosses-for-hire!
She hopefully remembered to write that memo on another piece of paper after realizing she put it in that mystical book...
As per usual, this fiction-y thing is under a CC-BY-SA license for direct adaptation, but all the characters/concepts/settings/ect are free to use as you see fit under a CC-BY 4.0 license so long as I; Thomas F. Johnson, am credited as their creator!
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== Part 7 (February 2019) ==
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It is so rare that I recieve a moment of peace out in the field, that I feel I must chronicle it. A possible manifestation of the "Pallette Woods" phenomenon, appearing in the midst of a forest affected by habitat fragmentation, with mild spacial warping enough to give peace, and a creature ecology that is peaceful enough.
At times, I wish I could stay in places like this. Or rather, that places like this were open to stay beyond fieldwork. I have garnered enough controversy by saying "In an ideal world, we would not need to exist," and I stand by that notion. Ultimately, I believe that is closer to our original notion, and to the better angels of our history.
But, for now, there is peace and I must not think of these issues....
-Doctor Ossia
=== Commentary ===
It's a G.U.F.F. one! Tho, I made the picture first, basically trying to make use of the pallette of the Genderqueer Pride Flag for a pic, then decided on the story-bit later. 
I was a bit hestitant about it being a G.U.F.F. one, given the worries of "Why is this not an entry" and also my general idea that shooped-pics being the main thing used in G.U.F.F. stuff (Despite the very original one being not-that), but I got around t hat by making it a part of a larger phenomenon.
Will we see more of that phenomenon in the future? Oh, most certainly...
As per usual, this fiction-y thing is under a CC-BY-SA license for direct adaptation, but all the characters/concepts/settings/ect are free to use as you see fit under a CC-BY 4.0 license so long as I; Thomas F. Johnson, am credited as their creator!
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== Part 8 (March 2019) ==
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So, Ooky went fishing in the dreamworld today. And by "Went fishing" I mean she dragged me through the dream portal to swim around when I expressed confusion about the whole thing. 
She got really excited when she saw this field of pink shoujou-bubbles with some woman in a sphere in there, got super excited and said it's "A magical girl origin story! Or a prelude to one! Which is kind of an origin story when you think about it!" Apparently, prophetic dreams are common amongst the general "awakening" of "typical" "magical girls".
I'm not really surprised that's an actual thing. Nor am I surprised that Ooky tried to float up and poke the bubble the whoever-it-was was in even though Ooky was also the one who told me what a terrible idea that was. I'm not surprised by much anymore.
Though, I wonder if we'll ever meet this person in the waking world. Again, I'm not surprised by much anymore...
-Quentin Quigley
=== Commentary ===
Again, drew the pic before I came up with the story! And what a lovely pic too!
Tho, dammit, I am now obligated to make a magical girl character sometime in the near future...
As per usual, this fiction-y thing is under a CC-BY-SA license for direct adaptation, but all the characters/concepts/settings/ect are free to use as you see fit under a CC-BY 4.0 license so long as I; Thomas F. Johnson, am credited as their creator!
And, if you wanna support me, maybe check out my Patreon, or even just send a Ko-Fi my way! Every penny is appreciated, and I am eternally grateful for those who donate! 
Or, if you wanna commission me for a pic like this, my commission info is thisaway!
== Part 9 (March 2019) ==
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-ENTRY NUMBER [REDACTED]-
In wandering through the fortress, I have discovered what seems to be a "city," compressed into its folds. Complexity can be sensed within it, but the simple geometry from what seems to be its extremely elaborate compression appears to have rendered it into a virtual tomb.
At the apex of the archetecture I can see what appears to be a "fortress" attached to it, akin to what the humans would call a tumor; pulsing red in the distance. I can feel Metal Made's signature in the area, whether he is a prisoner or ivestigatively instigating is unknown at this time.
I do however feel another prescence, apart from the contamination, in that apex. I can determine from this distance that their energies seem chained, but the chains appear powerful, as if what is in this area wants to keep a tight hold upon it. 
This must be investigated further...
-ENTRY ENDED-
-Cybernetic Queen
=== Commentary ===
It's a followup! Because,  dammit, that story had to be followed up some time or another! 
As per usual, this fiction-y thing is under a CC-BY-SA license for direct adaptation, but all the characters/concepts/settings/ect are free to use as you see fit under a CC-BY 4.0 license so long as I; Thomas F. Johnson, am credited as their creator!
And, if you wanna support me, maybe check out my Patreon, or even just send a Ko-Fi my way! Every penny is appreciated, and I am eternally grateful for those who donate!
Or, if you wanna commission me for a pic like this, my commission info is thisaway!
== Part 10 (March 2019) ==
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-ENTRY NUMBER [REDACTED]-
I have entered the citadel. Cursed is a word more human beings would likely use for it. The words I have for it may be far too abstract and yet far too visceral at once for others. I can feel the data randomizing and corrupting, and yet, in its corruption I feel it congealing.
Amongst the multitudes of digital consciousnesses within I see them converging into a singular awareness . I can feel that awareness all around me, as  I go into its core. It appears to be a series of empty boxes, a "dummy" shell both meant to obfuscate whatever is therein and as a holding cell for this congealment.
But its major consciousness is bright at the center, and I can see it now, for the first time.
I can see Metal Made dormant in their cage as I go through the light bridge to the core. I see something massive trapped on the side twitching. And the core thing, the great leviathan at its center, I see it looming over the flames at work turning the consciousness around it into extensions of itself, awareness becoming it and only its capacity to see.
And now, I think it has seen me.
-ENTRY ENDED-
-Cybernetic Queen
=== Commentary ===
----So, the story goes onward! And, with a new character! Written in haste no less! Hope you dig it!
As per usual, this fiction-y thing is under a CC-BY-SA license for direct adaptation, but all the characters/concepts/settings/ect are free to use as you see fit under a CC-BY 4.0 license so long as I; Thomas F. Johnson, am credited as their creator!
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Or, if you wanna commission me for a pic like this, my commission info is thisaway!
== Part 11 (March 2019) ==
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HeLlO. yOu SeEm To ThInK yOu'rE vErY cLeVeR, dOn't YoU?
iT aPpEaRs As If YoU mAy Be AtTeMpTiNg To CoNcIeVe Of EsCaPe FrOm ThE gRaSp Of OuR gOd-GiVeN dOmInIoN, wHeThEr By SuBvErSiVe OrGaNiZaTiOn; aTtEmPtEd AbDiCaTiOn ViA eScApE, oR tHe SiMpLe CuLtIvAtIoN oF dElUsIoN. tHiS iS aN uNpAtRiOtIc BuBbLe In A sEa Of FaNcIfUl NoTiOnS.
wE hAvE aLwAyS hAd SeAs Of PuRe ImPrAcTiCaL iDeAlIsM bUbBlInG uP, bUt OuR hOlY oIl HaD aNoInTeD tHeM iNtO tHeIr OwN dIsTrUcTiOn. So ToO wIlL tHiS wAvE bE.
wE hAvE pLaNs, NoT sImPlY fOr YoUr DeStRuCtIoN; ThOuGh ThOsE eXiSt In SiMpLe BaNaLiTy, BuT fOr YoUr DiSsOlUtIoN. wE aRe FaR mOrE pOwErFuL, a RiGiD hAmMeR pOuNdInG aWaY aT yOuR sOfT fAnTaSy UnTiL tHe JaWs OpEn AnD yOu ArE sWaLlOwEd WhOlE. yOu ArE aN eNgOrGeMeNt Of OuR fLeSh, AnD yOu WiLl Be BeAtEn InTo ShApE, uNtIl YoU sInK iNtO uS.
iF yOu CaNnOt Be DeStRoYeD, yOu WiLl Be MaDe InTo OuR eXtEnSiOn. So HaS iT bEeN iN hIsToRy, So MoTe It Be.
GoOd NiGhT tO aLl TrUe PaTrIoTs, AnD tO tHe ReSt Of YoU; GoOdByE.
-Agent Freakout
You take far too long to say far too little. Like somebody who's scared they might lose.
-The Living Record
=== Commentary ===
SO YEP, ANOTHER RECORD OF THE FOREVER! Tho, this doubles as last week's longer-writing-piece, or a decent fascimile thereof.
I came up with this drawing when trying to think of a scene that would go with this rat bastard's theme I semi-made, and then wrote a villain speech that would fit with both. Tho, I wonder, who is The Living Record? Curious...
As per usual, this fiction-y thing is under a CC-BY-SA license for direct adaptation, but all the characters/concepts/settings/ect are free to use as you see fit under a CC-BY 4.0 license so long as I; Thomas F. Johnson, am credited as their creator!
And, if you wanna support me, maybe check out my Patreon, or even just send a Ko-Fi my way! Every penny is appreciated, and I am eternally grateful for those who donate!
Or, if you wanna commission me for a pic like this, my commission info is thisaway!
Actual short-short fic for this week is gonna be tomorrow! Hopefully! If I don't fuck it up!
== Part 12 (March 2019) ==
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"These entities are of the same 'type' as the Solway Firth Spacemen, or at least Ooky says, mass-produced as techno-organic "troopers" using a common blueprint. They seemingly have a variety of weapons, again Ooky told me, but the ones I see most often use these missiles in erattic patterns.
Of course, this could theoretically be more an affectation of who-ever keeps putting them in the various fluid planes, as I have not encountered them outside of such. Perhaps I have not noticed  more of the others due to being very much "out of sorts" during many excursions. I need to take a nap."
-Quentin Quigley
I ate one of those missiles , an unfired one! It tasted sweet! Then awful! Then sweet and awful! Of course, I couldn't find anything else to eat when I ended up stuck on the plane after auntie left me there! Alone. Adrift. With nothing but that hollow suit with the missiles floating past. I
think I saw a factory once or twice? Big shiny chrome thing? Ah, well, they didn't seem to want to rescue me if the death rays were any indication! Thank god I found a portal back! What was I supposed to be talking about again?
-Ooky Spooky
=== Commentary ===
So, I decided to do yet another improv-drawing as a worldbuilding excercise in the Record of the Forever! Noticing a pattern here? Well, probably. But it's good for writing excercises and art excercises, so I can't complain!
As per usual, this fiction-y thing is under a CC-BY-SA license for direct adaptation, but all the characters/concepts/settings/ect are free to use as you see fit under a CC-BY 4.0 license so long as I; Thomas F. Johnson, am credited as their creator!
And, if you wanna support me, maybe check out my Patreon, or even just send a Ko-Fi my way! Every penny is appreciated, and I am eternally grateful for those who donate!
Or, if you wanna commission me for a pic like this, my commission info is thisaway!
Also, fun fact, the way I drew the missiles was inspired by an animation trope called the Itano Circus!
== Part 13 (March 2019) ==
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Hola amigo. Don't ask where I'm from, I am simply a friend. 
You know, there's a lot of people these days who think they're worthless because they're pointless. They have things they're good at, hopes, dreams, but no idea where to go. But, there's a value to pointless things amigo, that I think we all forget.
Like, you see this purple patch of desert amigo? And this beanstalk thing? I have no idea why I made that. At all. But, I don't collapse them. They could do something in the future, sure. That is an important thing to think of amigo. That finding could never happen without it being there amigo.
'And even if some know-nothing finds it an eyesore,  there's at least somebody who finds it the right place to be in. Does that other person not deserve to have it there to find amigo? And who are we to decide whether the time for that day to come is up amigo?
The people who say that they have that right are either trying to sell you something or grind you down for meat. They can go fuck themselves. Don't worry so much about having a point. 
Just try to keep alive, keep moving, and be good to people. That's all you can ask for, eh amigo?
-The Very Suspicious Saguaro
=== Commentary ===
So, I thought I might as well do a story based on this pic I did on an arbirtrary whim! Based on a character I created on an arbitrary whim! Who I may need to give a full-on profile...
As per usual, this fiction-y thing is under a CC-BY-SA license for direct adaptation, but all the characters/concepts/settings/ect are free to use as you see fit under a CC-BY 4.0 license so long as I; Thomas F. Johnson, am credited as their creator!
And, if you wanna support me, maybe check out my Patreon, or even just send a Ko-Fi my way! Every penny is appreciated, and I am eternally grateful for those who donate!
Or, if you wanna commission me for a pic like this, my commission info is thisaway!
== Part 14 (March 2019) ==
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-ENTRY NUMBER [REDACTED]-
Combat has ceased. The entity known as Electric Eye has fled due to sufficient injury, and with himself he has absconded with his "re-organization" and his mechanism. The site is lively now that it is freed, data in ingenious mechanisms and current celebration, though my knowlege is incomplete regarding what these mechanisms operations are to be yet.
Metal-Made has gone to explore this place, for reasons I cannot fathom. I will, perhaps, myself stay for a few cycles. It appears, as you would call it, "lovely". And another individual was freed from containment upon my actions.
They appear what humans would call "literally statue-esque" and go by the name "Floral Shop," having been investigating for the same reasons as myself and having fallen into a trap by Eye. He spoke of a mission of "preservation" and "alliance," but also appeared to desire concurrent egress, to notify "The Queen" who, "must be dreadfully worried regarding mine extensive abscence,"
I believe I may have to investigate this "Queen," though our concurrent areas of operations may suggest further accquaintance borne of coincidence...
-ENTRY ENDED-
-Cybernetic Queen
=== Commentary ===
SO, there's that storyline finished! Hope you had fun with it, and hope it introduced you well to at least one part of my wacky wonderful wild world! 
As per usual, this fiction-y thing is under a CC-BY-SA license for direct adaptation, but all the characters/concepts/settings/ect are free to use as you see fit under a CC-BY 4.0 license so long as I; Thomas F. Johnson, am credited as their creator!
And, if you wanna support me, maybe check out my Patreon, or even just send a Ko-Fi my way! Every penny is appreciated, and I am eternally grateful for those who donate!
Or, if you wanna commission me for a pic like this, my commission info is thisaway!
And, yes, Floral Shop is a character I will speak more of, as is The Queen...
== Part 15 (March 2019) ==
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A world was mailed to me today. Well, a place rather, an immurement, a donjon, a land-in-a-bottle, whatever you call it, I got a smoking den mailed to the palace. At times I am shocked by the efficiency of the multiversal postal services. Especially given I did not order this.
It appears to be the "Smoking Den" of a Duke of Smoke, a seemingly floating "cruise ship" through the plane of its substance. When summoned from its containment, it smells of what those who smoke tell me tobacco smoke tells like rather than the wheezing and choking I get whenever I experience that smoke. 
It is luxuriant, but quiet, though shades of smoke flit through the halls, some as seeming servants, some which I will have to investigate further. But, I wonder, what happened to contain this place? And who it was originally sent for...
- Iga Rosencruz
=== Commentary ===
I basically drew this inspired by two super obscure D&D things, which I worked into the thing I decided to make it a part of. Can you guess what they are?
As per usual, this fiction-y thing is under a CC-BY-SA license for direct adaptation, but all the characters/concepts/settings/ect are free to use as you see fit under a CC-BY 4.0 license so long as I; Thomas F. Johnson, am credited as their creator!
And, if you wanna support me, maybe check out my Patreon, or even just send a Ko-Fi my way! Every penny is appreciated, and I am eternally grateful for those who donate!
Or, if you wanna commission me for a pic like this, my commission info is thisaway!
== Part 16 (March 2019) ==
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GOOD MORNING [INSERT CITY NAME HERE]!
WE THE FINE FOLKS AT PIZZA SLUT ARE COMMITTED TO BRINGING YOU THE "FINEST" IN "PIZZA," AND WE ARE ALSO COMMITTED TO COMMUNITY ENTERGAGEMENT (ENTERTTAINMENT + ENGAGEMENT)! 
THEREFORE, WE INTRODUCE TO YOU,  THE PUBLIC, PIZZA WIFE!
YES, MADE USING A REAL DOLL, THE FINEST INGREEDIENCE, SCIENCE, AND A BOUNDLESS CONTEMPT FOR GOD, THIS SEXUALICIOUS (SEXUAL + DELICIOUS) PIZZA WIFE IS COMING TO A CHAIN NEAR YOU! 
WE AT PIZZA SLUT KNOW THE GROWING FIELD OF MASCOTURBATION (MASCOTS + WORD WE CANNOT LEGALLY SAY IN ADVERTISING ANYMORE), AND WE BRING THE GAUDY LUSTRONOMIC (LUSTFUL + GASTRONOMIC) VOYEURISM TO YOU!
AND FOR 100 DOLLARS RIGHT NOW, YOU CAN FUCK THE PIZZA WIFE! THAT"S RIGHT, YOU CAN FUCK HER IN ANY OF OUR "STATE OF THE ART" RESTROOMS, SO "CLEAN" YOU COULD EAT OFF OF THEM! [Note, Carkinekros Industries takes no legal responsibility if you do in fact decide to eat off of them] WITH A "COMPLIMENTARY" FIREHOSING AFTERWARDS!
AND, UNLIKE OTHER CHAINS, SHE ACTUALLY LOOKS LIKE A FUCKING ADULT! BUT, LIKE, WHO WOULDN'T DO THAT WITH THEIR MASCOT THEY CREATED KNOWING PEOPLE WANNA FUCK HER?! PROBABLY PEOPLE WHO SOULD BE IN JAIL!
WE AT PIZZA SLUT ARE PROUD TO HAVE SERVED YOU FILTHY INGRONS (INGRATES + MORONS) FOR [REDACTED] SLUTTY, SLUTTY YEARS, AND WE HOPE TO SERVE YOU FOR MANY MORE!
PIZZA SLUT: WE DON'T HIRE PEDOPHILES TO OUR MARKETING STAFF!
-Carkinekros
=== Commentary ===
Yes, this is a Big Bill Hell's-style parody ad from my OC best suited for it. And yes, it was inspired by the horrible Arbys Child Bride the Arbys Twitter made (If you haven't heard of it, don't look it up, it's better this way). 
Well, that and Candy Wife from Flapjack obviously.
And yes, I do have plans for the fictional Pizza Slut chain. Stupid, stupid plans...
As per usual, this fiction-y thing is under a CC-BY-SA license for direct adaptation, but all the characters/concepts/settings/ect are free to use as you see fit under a CC-BY 4.0 license so long as I; Thomas F. Johnson, am credited as their creator!
And, if you wanna support me, maybe check out my Patreon, or even just send a Ko-Fi my way! Every penny is appreciated, and I am eternally grateful for those who donate!
Or, if you wanna commission me for a pic like this, my commission info is thisaway!
== Part 17 (March 2019) ==
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HELDO! I AM CY-ZAR-KO! I FOUND A NUE FRIEMB TODAY! FRIEMB IS STRANGE, BUT SOFT AND GOOD!
BUT FRIEMB NOT COMPTURER LIKE CY-ZAR-KO! HOW FRIEMB GET HERE? CY-ZAR-KO HAS DECIDE TO HELP NOT-COMPUTER! STOP ALL THE DOWNLOADINGE AND BRING THEM TO START ALL THE UPLOAD! 
PRETTY LADIE CQ SAYS THERE IS MYSTERIE PLACE WHERE QUEEN LADIE KNOWES A LOTS! SHE CANNOT FIND IT, BUT IM A HELP! I CAN FOUND IT FIRST! ITS AN EASIE WAY TO GO, A SURPRISE FOR PRETTY LADIE! QUEEN LADIE MIGHT KNOWE A THING FOR UPLOUD TO NOT COMPUTER LANDS!
THIS IS A WHOLE MESSAGE! CY-ZAR-KO KNOWS NOTHING WHAT ELSE TO SAY!
-IT ME, CY-ZAR-KO!
=== Commentary ===
Another CQ-verse thing in the Record of the Forever? Well, it is my most popular setting! And I have not done near enoug with Cy-Zar-Ko, or the lil blob thing accompanying her, Jeldo! Who I still need to transfer to the Wiki, though long story short they're a cutesy blob-thingie who's specifically designed to be easy to draw. Hope ya dig it!
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== Part 18 (April 2019) ==
=== Text ===
Oh, heya! Didn't expect I'd get this book so soon! 
There's a nasty mamma-jamma out there I'm on the hunt for, so I gotta keep this short, but they're called The Copyright Shrike, and they're on the warpath. They lost something pretty big, but they're back in action on the warpath, and it ain't lookin good. 
Because after they lost something they found something. Something big. And you don't want it to get something that big, because it won't let it go.
IDK if this thing allows advertising, but if the Living Record would oblige a gal, anybody reading this, feel free to come help out! You don't have to call, I'll find you, if you're reading this and you wanna help. Trick of the trade secret, not sure I could tell you how in what freed time I got.
But, please, we need your help, things are gettin messy. And if anyone asks where you've been, tell 'em Jenny sent ya.
-Jenny Everywhere
=== Commentary ===
So, I figured I might as well use the OG Open Source Character (more or less) in a thing about the existential threat of a copyright nightmare! Because, if you hadn't heard, Article 13, the mandated fucking copyright filter, narrowly passed the EU today! And that's terrifying!
But, there's still hope, as they can nullify it in two major countries that supported it on April 9th, remember the date! I don't know how you can help right now, but keep an eye of Julia Reda and The Electronic Frontier Foundation, the major activists in this fight, for further information!
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The character of Jenny Everywhere is available for use by anyone, with only one condition: This paragraph must be included in any publication involving Jenny Everywhere, that others might use this property as they wish. All rights reversed."[2][5] This does not mean everything with Jenny Everywhere is free-use and uncopyrighted, and people may still maintain copyrights on their own unique characters and character styling, story, artwork, and title. The "All Rights Reversed" portion refers to the character's name, her characteristics, and the idea of the character is uncopyrightable, as Jenny Everywhere "belongs to everyone
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And remember: We only lose when we stop fighting...
== Part 19 (April 2019) ==
=== Text ===
Eugh, I'm bored so I might as well write this shit in here. Got stuck in this fungi-lichen-foresty-thingie after I left that one cabal with the goods, still waiting for whoever the crap "Ze Musician" called on to ferry it around. Shoulda stolen more from the catering tables. 
So, asides from this diary thingie, I tried waitin it out by bomb fishin'. But I ran outta bombs to waste, n I only caught one.  Can you believe it, how shit does the fishing situation have to be where you only get one fish with bombs! 
I also tried to eat the "trees." Don't do that. You'll regret it. 
But huh, I wonder, they seem a bit oily, so maybe with them and those weird scales from that fish I could...
-Flinty Striker
=== Commentary ===
It's another story, of an underground bomber-goblin! With all the sorts of personality traits you'd expect from such!
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== Part 20 (April 2019) ==
=== Text ===
KNOW THIS WELL YOU PHILISTINES WHO READ THIS THAT I, ABRAXAS ALKAHEST, WHO HAVE ENTERED THE DOORS OF PERCEPTION IN THE BLACK PYRAMID BEYOND THE MIND'S RAINBOW! 
I HAVE WALKED PAST THE WASTES OF NULL, CLIMBED THE STAIRS OF LIGHT, TO ENTER THE PRISMATIC DOOR, ME, ON MY OWN! I DIDN'T EVEN LIKE WHAT I SAW THROUGH THOSE DOORS, BUT I ENTERED THEM, AND YOU DIDN'T! 
THEREFORE, I MUST COMMEMMORATE THAT EVENT HERE! BECAUSE MY OLD BLOG IS DEAD AND NOBODY READS IT! EXCEPT FOR THAT FUCKING SHAPESHIFTER! OH HOW I HATE THEM! I HATE THEM SO MUCH!
BUT, NOW IS THE TIME NOT FOR ANGER, BUT FOR RUBBING IT IN! SO HA! HA HA ! HA HA HA HA HA!
-ABRAXAS ALKAHEST, WHO IS BETTER THAN YOU!
=== Commentary ===
It is fun to write from the perspective of a very angerey lich. Though, I am also ridiculously proud of how this picture came out, especially given it was improv. If anyone wants to airbrush this on the side of a van, please send pics when you do.
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== Part 21 (May 2019) ==
=== Text ===
So, I found a new room in the palace today. This would not be of note excepting for the fact that this room appeared to be outside of the palace, and to the realm of this... entity. 
They were offering me a "FREE SPECIAL APPEARANCE ON THE SHOW!" for the sake of "FABULOUS SECRET PRIZES!" though their politeness when declining at least showed they were not overtly hostile. I suppose I will have to do it, given that if it is covertly hostile I'd have to deal with it sooner or later, as the head of the Palace.
...I wonder if Mira would like any of those prizes.
-Iga Rosencruz
=== Commentary ===
I'd been sitting on this pic a while, unable to figure out a story to go with it! I almost posted it without that, but worried that'd be a waste and decided to tie it in with Iga! Cause it's too good a picture not to go in that story!
And, no, it's not evil though it is slightly... cynical in its motivations. And the thing following it is more what we have to worry about...
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== Part 22 (May 2019) ==
=== Text ===
HoW dAAre they InsuLt the Grreatt KiNg Ratt! I am nO jaBroni, I aM the stRongeSt Horse! StronGrr than AnNy StUpiD TroJaN “LoVe GuN”! 
My ReTreAt WAs JusTt thE BeGinNinG!ThEE SeRVer I wAs ON wAs UssElesS anYwAy, ThiS OnE is a PalaCe fit for a KinG! NoW, WhIIch KiNg Is ActUaLly KiNg So I maY TakE iT froMm TheM! ThE BeSt PlacEs AlWayS haVe KiNgs FrOm WhiCh To TaaKe It.
BuT fIRst I MUsT hIdE. To PlAn. YeS, ThAt'S iT, To PLaN...
-Great King Rat
=== Commentary ===
Yep, it's another Record of the Forever! I made this background as an attempt at doing a "Persona-style" background, and decided my OC loser-starter-villain the Great King Rat from the CQ-verse would be perfect for it!
And yes, for the record, the typing quirk was meant to mimick the weird synth-speech of Little King John from Ratboy Genius, which was pretty much the whole inspiration for this little jerk. 
He's rather pathetic, isn't he...
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== Part 23 (May 2019) ==
=== Text ===
Dear Lord And Master,
I know you will read this because you are great and all knowing, and thusly you will know of this message, so it is with a heavy heart I must inform you the mansion I have made for thee has been disrupted. 
Its blazing blacks and whites have been disrupted by a prismatic fire which has taken down large portions of the structure. The one-hundred individuals I have deemed most likely to have committed this foul act are being converted into those supplies necessitated to repair it.
The impudence of the builders towards you, and myself by extension, has been unparalelled, whining about "the laws of physics" and "structural integrity" and their own selfish desires of hunger and thirst. But, they do not understand the importance for you, towards you, which all beings must reach, they must be taught. Their pain will continue until their love is true.
But, I submit to you in full grace and humility my punishments if I am to be found at fault as well. The Box may be the deserved fate of all those in defiance of you, but unwilling defiance is as deserving of such for its impudence alongside willing defiance for its blasphemy, and I will not put my own selfish desires over yours.
Signed,
-The Angel of Debts
He's not coming back for you. He never was. He never cared about anyone but himself. 
-The Living Record
=== Commentary ===
Another day, another entry into the Record of the Forever, and a darker one at that! And yet again featuring the Living Record! 
Special shoutout to Witnesstheabsurd, who I'd consider a frequent "collaborator" despite us never directly having worked together because of how excellent her art is for DeepStyling! If you're a producer on video games or action figures and don't hire her for design, you are a fool!
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== Part 24: "So…" (July 2019) ==
=== Text ===
I found this weird book, might as well write in it.
Lately, strange things have been happening around town. Distances keep shuffling, there's these weird broadcasts on the radio, and I keep hearing talk about people walking across the street into cities halfway across the country. Things are breaking down.
And now, there's this place, next to my computer. Might as well go in it anyway. It's not like it's the end of the world...
-Z.Z. 
=== Commentary ===
SO YEAH, GUESS WHO'S DOING RECORD OF THE FOREVER STUFF FOR THIS THEME MONTH?!
Me, it's me. Cause, yeah, I feel confident enough in this theme to do a Persona-type thingie despite having never played a Persona game! Cause I am nothing if not a creature of hubris! Tho, there will be other plot threads on other things this month, including those related to my other stuff!
I was slightly concerned about doing more of these relating to the... hiatus on my story-arc-parts my issues with narrative got me stuck in but, I will say; those will return from their hiatus in September, after these three theme months; and thusly, having given a schedule for such, I feel slightly freer to do such.
I will say, if the characters do show up, it will take place after that Road Trip storyline. Even tho I've never been much of a stickler for continuity, there ya go...
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== Part 25: "The Missing Room" (July 2019) ==
=== Text ===
Player One, Identity "Z.Z." has entered our domain today through the Mirror Doors. Anti-Contract was given, Other Players likely soon to follow.
Player One was confused when addressed, but we all are these days. They'll find their way to the beat of their heart yet.
Good luck Player One, we're all rooting for you. You, and all your friends you have not met yet...
-The Ma'am In The Moon
=== Commentary ===
Yep, continuing in my trend of knocking off Persona for NNJ, here's a knockoff Velvet Room and a knockoff Igor! And yes, there's a reason I used an error-texture for its' motif. 
Tho, the use of a variant of The Man In the Moon as a "guide" to the supernatural was 100% influenced by Bogleech's article on the subject. And, for the record, this music was running through my head the whole time I was making this, if you want to set the mood,
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== Part 26: "A Treasure" (July 2019) ==
=== Text ===
So, I found this heart-shaped locket past that "Guard of the Law" or whatever. It's locked. Ha ha. Well, may as well write it down in the diary. And go back to the Moon Lady or whatever she names herself. Eventually.
-Z.Z.
=== Commentary ===
A McGuffin?! (Calling it a heart shaped box would send the wrong message.) The plot thickens! 
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== Part 27 (August 2019) ==
=== Text ===
Hoy! It's been a wild couple of  weeks! Like, I couldn't even begin to list all the malarkey we've been a part of beyond those dungeons, not to mention those weirdo scavenger hunts with the Wood-Davers and the Tiny Cars!
But, I might as well add somethin about the most unsolved one! Lately, we've been seeing a few nasty monsters dead as doornails, but with this wild mask on top of 'em, and these notes on top. Really elaborate ones, in this homemade-y lace-y paper! Says they're from "Laughrymose Ghost," and to "thank them" for helping out!
Seems like they're linked to this one big e-celeb too cause of all the references on those notes, a composer who I... can't listen to due to sensory stuff, but I know a lot of other people like 'em! but nobody knows who they are or anything about 'em in real life
Huh, I wonder if we'll get to meet 'em in this convergence thingie, I think we'd have a lot to talk about!
-N.P.
=== Commentary ===
So, why not put a hypothetical sidequest in this hypothetical-game-outline this seems to have become?! Cause boy oh boy do I need to start the foreshadowing for that next party member, given how fast time is running out...
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== Part 28 (August 2019) ==
=== Text ===
So, this is my confession, isn't it? Might as well, the whole thing's falling apart anyway.
I found out about this place years ago. Before space went... whatever way it's going. And I had plans, huge, enormous plans! I was going to help people. I was going to save the world. 
But then, tragedy struck. Again. And again. And again. The convergence and this... business with that Pweedledee's dungeon was just the latest.
So, now I've been hiding behind the curtain, a humbug trying to be a wizard. I wanted to create something to set people free, but I'm the one stuck.
But, there's a time where you need to remember your dreams and live. Those summer days, saved up for winter. Take a look, it's in a book...
-E.G.
=== Commentary ===
So, tragic backstory that's also a metaphor for being an online artist in this economy! What could this be leading to?! Tune in tomorrow to find out! Or don't! Given most people seem not to be doing so! 
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== Part 29 (August 2019) ==
=== Text ===
Ha. It's weird, I never kept a diary most of my life, because I was never the sort of person who wanted to put a mirror to myself. Just hopping from one place to another, identity to identity, misery to misery.
I was always happy when I could be the online idol, who nobody knew my name but everybody knew my handle. And with this crap came and I started fighting monsters, I hoped I could be a hero, a better person . Somebody who wasn't me.
But, it all seems like it's going wrong. And in my dreams, I've been seeing a maze. and something moving closer to me. Oh sure, it looks like a minotaur, but what's worse is what's part of it. It's a mirror. And when it looks at me, I see nothing. And, in the corners of this folded space in the world, I've started seeing it while I'm awake.
Oh well, whatever, nevermind...
-W.E.
Holy hell, that sounds... not good. Is that the one more person we need to get in the group before the... whatever happens? I mean, we're gonna do it anyway, either way, but still...
-Z.Z.
That is, indeed, why I put this diary entry in front of you all. This book does have its uses...
-The Ma'am in the Moon
=== Commentary ===
SO, more buildup to the last late-game party member! For certain values of "party member" and "late game". 
I wonder if anyone's actually following this storyline. Cause god knows I tend to have problems with coherence...
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== Part 30 (November 2019) ==
=== Text ===
Dear Multiversal Diary (I know who made you dammit), today another piece of electric bullshit came to try and fuck up my archive. Every fucking day they come to the pyramid, every fucking day it gets more difficult.
There's not much to write about here. Well, there's a lot to write about here, I just have better things to do than write about it. Like fighting off whoever's trying to send these fuckers to delete what I have. But, you know about all that, don't you archivist-who-made-this-book.
Eugh, I wish you'd come and help so I didn't have to do this on a skeleton crew! Why the hell did you send this out if you ain;t gonna help, you have no idea of the secrets I have in here, I need help dammit!
...But I'm not bitter. I just need to get back to damned work. Goddammit...
-The Black Queen
=== Commentary ===
SO, it's me bringing back an implied character and an implicit storyline to bring back The Record of the Forever! 
I mean, I have no idea how much y'all care about that broader writing/worldbuilding/open source characters avenue of my work, given most folks here tend to be more interested in my fanart and my one-offs, but I at least hope it's fun for some of ya!
I hope to god I haven't let this lie so long y'all have forgotten about the record or the CQ-Verse this is related to...
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== Part 31 (December 2019) ==
=== Text ===
-:Mysteriously Analogue Ship's Log Entry:-
Today we have encountered a grim portent arriving out of Warpspace, the "Killstar," a dark and wicked space fortress, designed by cultists of the vile SIN_ZTAR, armed with enough armory to not quite blow up a planet, but boy howdy do some real ecospheric damage, yes-sir-ee. Luckily, it has not seen us, because we are very small and it is very large.
It is said that the interior is closer to the surface of hell in this galaxy than anything, other than all the Hell-themed and filled-with-portals-to-actual-Hell planets in this galaxy, of which there are many. Who knows what grotesque crimes against life occure within its walls?! Who knows what vile sorceries and blasphemous treasures lie withiN!
The strategy: We ram it. And if that doesn't work, we ram it again! The rest, is improvization!
-Flatworm Sam, Signing Off-
=== Commentary ===
Another Record of the Forever entry, this time giving some writing space to an OC that I haven't used in my written work enough; Flatworm Sam! 
My stand-in for Earthworm Jim that got Doug T*nNapel to publicly attempt to humiliate me on Twitter because I mentioned I made Sam because Dong Tweedledee is a bigoted asshat! I am weirdly proud of this! Suck it Doug!
And, as of recently, I do have plans for the setting. Cause, god knows I need a space opera amongst my stuff, and I think I have just the right organizing concept...
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== Part 32 (December 2020) ==
=== Text ===
"I knew they never listened, they never do. The world is doomed to its destruction due to its blind seeking of the foolish pleasure of optimism. But oh well. I still do have my hotel, the place where I can contemplate this abyss in comfort.
And what an appropriate "guestbook" you are, you record of the forever. Perhaps now you can see the foolishness of your maker's trust in those who write. But then again, likely not. People never do listen...
-T.A."
=== Commentary ===
So, another Record of the Forever, another bit o foreshadowing for a hypothetical "sequel" for the all None of you who followed my Neuron Nemesis Evanjulyon narrative!
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== Part 33 (December 2021) ==
=== Text ===
As I write this, I'm sitting alone in a wine cave, helpin myself to the wine. No, not that wine cave, tho the fucker who had this one still has it coming, 
God damn the "Beat Musk" operation was a fucking disaster, all the human creeps managed to get away, and the not human stuff, well, it's just getting worse and worse. I barely get in touch with the Big Guy or any of my usual haunts, and god knows it's not cause of time, it's just... 
Fuck me, it feels like humans are creating new and fucked up ways to make things get worse and worse, and I'm trying to get out and things are melting around me, and I'm drownin. Heh, drownin, I suppose that's appropriate with the situation. That's why the Big Guy left anyhoo, for that place in space.
I don't begrudge 'em, he was only able to do it cause he got lucky. But, god, why am I still here? Why am I still fighting when everything gets worse and worse, and I keep fucking it up again and again?! Why can't I do anything right, why can't I save anything and anyone?!
...Ah well, cheers to whoever's reading this. If you're alone on Christmas Eve; hopefully we can feel alone together this once...
-Yer pal, the Krampus
=== Commentary ===
So, yeah, this is also very much based on my own feelings that've been steadily ramping up over this year. For anyone else feeling this way, know that you are not alone.
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== Part 34 (January 2021) ==
=== Text ===
DO YOU LIKE GUNS?! DO YOU LIKE BAD IDEAS?! Well, here at Carkinekros Industries, we have both in high-supply, and now you can too with the Brainkiller-3!
Commissioned under the finest duress and legal chicanery from the famous gunsmiths we're not legally allowed to associate them with, you can load this baby up with household chemicals [WHICH WE ARE LEGALLY OBLIGATED TO TELL YOU MAY ONLY BE LISTED IN THE INSTRUCTION BOOKLET UNDER LEGAL LOOPHOLES] and fire away in one of three modes! 
The first mode is a plasma-flare that can be utilized with the main trigger, like normal/boring guns, and blast your enemies into vague piles of steaming goop! Second mode is the beam, who's arc you can control by the handle in the back, looping and whooping when you need absolutely every single person in the room dead, and also the furniture, and also the room! 
Just like in the videogames, the Raiden one with the spaceships! Kids still like Raiden, right?! Buy one of these and get a free play on one of the Raiden machines we have at the laundromat! Seriously, we have so many!
Buy now and get not only one or two modes, but a third mode absolutely free! Hit both of the triggers, and you can utilize this intrument of destruction an instrument of  Fun-struction(TM) as you fly through the air for three to seven seconds on the jetpack mode!
Come one, come all, and order now! Stock is limited, and we can't give these things away! At Carkinekros Industries, we care about quality, and we pass the savings on to you! 
[WE DISAVOW ALL LEGAL RESPONSIBILITY FOR ANY INJURIES, BURNS, AND MELT-INTO-A-PUDDLE-OF-MEAT-GOO-INGS TO SELF AS THE RESULT OF THE 
-Carkinekros
I cannot prevent you from doing this, but I wish you wouldn't.
-The Living Record
=== Commentary ===
Because of course Carki would use the mystical book meant for gathering the stories of the multiverse as a means of advertisement! Because of course she would! And another cameo by the mysterious "The Living Record," ooh, who could it be?!
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== Part 35 (August 2020) ==
=== Text ===
Apologies for my lassitude. My apologies are rare, as are the things I respect, so the fact I feel I must apologize means this is one of the few things I respect, moreso than the one I had obtained this tome from.
I was simply delayed crafting these two for my entry. The arms of Red Zeal and Blue Thought, .44 caliber, one capable of unleashing bullets as a storm of passion, the other straighter than any sniper can shoot with a clear eye and a clean heart. 
There are few finer twinned weapons, and fewer still not made by my hand. You may obtain them for free, if you desire them, but you must find my shop first, and you must fire them both at the same time while still standing upright. 
I do not desire a drop of silver for these, only that they find their way into the right hands...
-The Gunsmith
=== Commentary ===
So, the Record of the Forever stuff hasn't been A Thing I've done in ages, but I figured I may as well for this one I improvved up. Did anyone like that/find that interesting? Because a lot of people in my friend circle think it's not the best method of worldbuilding, but I may as well ask if I may consider continuing it.
And yes, for the record, I do need to introduce the Gunsmith eventually...
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== Part 36 (November 2020) ==
=== Text ===
Time getting you down? We here at the institute of Applied Mechanics know how it feels, too many tasks, not enough hours. The modern world is a world where time is money and just like our cash operations, it's just a loan away.
Enter our location today at 9772 N. Y̴͍̽̀͊̐̊̎̒͒O̸͚͊̈́̈ͅŨ̵̧̨̟̺̳̹͕͐̀̀̒̏̚̕̕Ŗ̴̺̲̻͙̝̠̤̩͉̎̅̉͝ ̶̧̖͕͚̠̠̥͒̉̀̉͝͠Ă̷̢̘͕̫̘̜̻̠͛̀̾̃̈́̐͗̃͐͘͝͝͝Ĺ̷͚͠R̶̰͈͎̭͈̺̲̜̲̆͂̓̚E̶̡̟̦̙͚͔̥̻̯͔̫͓̐͑̍͊͑̓̓̓́̀͐̚͜ͅĄ̵̢̧͓̬̝̗͍̪͕̘̈́͛͆̋D̸͎͓̼̭̫̜͇̗͓̈́͌̿̽͒̃̿̾̈́͝ͅỸ̸̝͖͕̟͈̫͛͂̿̽͘ͅ ̴̧̢̪̟̰̝̲̠̩̼̄̒̄͜͜͝H̴̫̝̒̏͂͌̋̆͒̎̓̌̃͠͝Ë̴̞͈͚̯̦̰̞̯̱̙͔̙́̓̾̿̄͊̿Ę̷̻̱̰̣͈͈̊̂̆̇̑͂Ř̴͖̰͑̽͌́͋̀̋͝ͅḔ̶̙̾̈́͑̂ for a free loan, no money down with hundereds interest plans available on standby. We'll be seeing you yesterday, we have all the time in the world...
-Institute of Applied Mechanics
Do not believe their lies. The Machine never really offers anything for free. You might not pay direct currency for it, but whatever they ask as interest they will fight tooth and nail that you never get it back.
The Machine exists to expand, remember that. Never use what they give unless you have cracked it open, warped the parts and made it yours. And even then, keep an eye open, because that is the greatest sin in their eyes...
-The Living Record
=== Commentary ===
Toldja I'd be continuing the Record of Forever!
I think I mentioned The Machine once before as a villain faction? I forget, and IDK if I tagged it well enough that it's easy to find, but long and short of it is they're basically capitalism as a predatory mechanical ecosystem, taking influences from everywhere from Phyrexia to The Smithy Gang, and I consider them a major villain faction.
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== Part 37 (December 2020) ==
=== Text ===
If you see this image, do not pity him. Worlds burnt for his name. He knew what he did, and he knew what he sacrificed for his master's dream, he knew what he had to lose and who he had to hurt. He pitied none, and should not be pitied.
This is not a place of gnosis, but a place of shame, for reasons beyond this singular one. If you find where this place is, use the co-ordinates to make it a place not to go. It will be your injury I worry about more than his total escape, so I urge you, leave him to hang. In all the aeons he has been, I have not seen a single regret.
I will not advocate imprisonment for anybody, in particular in that place, but for him, he must forever remain a nobody.
-Your Compatriot, The Gunsmith
=== Commentary ===
So, another record! Note that the Gunsmith (who I need to draw) is kind of an anarchist-type, so for them to be okay with this imprisonment, whatever this thing did must be pretty bad...
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== Part 38 (January 2021) ==
=== Text ===
O', but for a bit of nonsense
You can fly by your eyes to the moon
And with a tick of time and a friend in rhyme
You can hold all the world in a spoon...
-Kilroy, the Wanderer
=== Commentary ===
God I really need to do more Record of the Forever stuff. And yes, this is the same Kilroy you're probably thinking about.
Tho, fun fact, I came up with that little poem based on Bogleech talking about how more pitches for shows need a "hook" to sell them, and how difficult that'd be for my multiversal stuff (IE, the stuff with Quentin/Ooky, Carkinekros, the Memory Palace, the Record of the Forever, ect).
So, for a pithy tone-setter I thought a quick poem would work well. And, I'm not gonna lie, it was 100% inspired by the opening of Over the Garden Wall, because that intro song is just so fucking good at instantly drawing you in, because that show is a fucking masterpiece...
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== Part 39 (January 2021) ==
=== Text ===
So, after last year's... depression, I decided I'd take a year off from punishment, mostly. Too much gettin too bad, like tryin to break a glacier with a nutcracker, burnin me and Bitey. And besides it does seem a lot of y'all took up the slack for me, so things worked out. I think.
I wanted to make somethin' for the big guy to get back to, if he ever gets back. It's a bit more pretty than I do. A bit less good than he can do. But, there's probably still enough crimbo magic there that it's somethin'. And, really, isn't something all we can do? 
You can come, I think, maybe invite yer friends. I'll be there, with... I dunno, pizza? Not too good at this Holiday Cheer thing...
-The Krampus.
=== Commentary ===
So, a holiday update for my setting stuff, since I had the background and I do love callbacks! Even if nobody read last year's thing enough to remember what they're for!
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== Part 40 (January 2021) ==
=== Text ===
HAHA! Yeah, I couldn't help it, it's me after all, I gotta hit some bastards! Meet the Christmas Kannon! This baby can make all sorts o "Christmas Cheer," From the Bells o God to an Aurora Borealis Blast, this baby can hit the worst, the crulest, those hurtin others, from worlds away!
To all the lost, forsaken, lonely, I gotcherback, Merry Yule to all, and you can meet me here if ya need me! 
-Krampus
=== Commentary ===
Figured I might as well do a followup to that last one!
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== Part 41 (January 2021) ==
=== Text ===
Soooooo, I may have gotten a bit lost in the Aether-Plane in an attempt at teaching my good buddy Quentin magic, and  I may gotten a bit separated from them in the process. As you do...
...No, no, no, not as you do Oooky, this wasn't supposed to go this way! Stupid, stupid, stupid me, why did I take him here, on today of all days?! Of course there'd be an astral typhoon, of course it's that time of the cycle, why do I always forget?!
Well... I'm here now, and I gotta find 'em. An adventure!  No, no, gotta be serious, it's dangerous out there! There's a friendly bird goddess, I think. She seemed nice last time we talked, anyhoo. I should probably go there, figure out if she can help, go on from there. Yeah, that's the ticket...
-Oooky-Spooky
=== Commentary ===
While this pic was improvized, I figured I might as well use it to start a story with my Open Source OCs that I don't use enough! God, I need a goal this year, so I may as well make that one of 'em!
Tho, I'm still trying to get a handle on how to get the Crosshatched GimpPressionist stuff to look good in terms of how I integrate it into my photomanipulations. Thoughts/advice?
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== Part 42 (February 2021) ==
=== Text ===
...Well, I'd be lying if I said getting lost during training/adventures was anything new. Though, the weird giant bird lady who gave me directions this way said it wasn't Ooky's fault, the... ether-typhoon I think it's called was unexpected by even herself. She also said she was some sort of old god, and I'm inclined to believe her on both accounts given it was a giant woman-bird in a cosmic rift who did not immediately try to murder me.
Of course, the way I was sent I ended up having to fight a clockwork laser-pegasus-thing, so I'm less sure than I was before. But, sometimes beings with phenomenal cosmic powers can't see things coming. Like a rainbow-cyclone. 
I'd like to say that quick wits and the magic Ooky's taught me helped stop that horse. But, turns out fireballs are less particularly useful than jamming the gears with a screwdriver I had on me. If there's one thing one learns in stagecraft, it's always have a screwdriver handy for when things inevitably go wrong.
Dissecting the damned thing was... it's fascinating to see something that's such a marvel of engineering and yet so fucking wildly inefficient, even from a quick glance. But, the disquieting part was one of those player piano-scrolls in there, with the words "Kill Order: Aves Diem,"
I think I have an idea of why this thing was sent. And good god will I hate myself in the morning for what I'm going to do, but I'd hate myself even more if I didn't go back to warn her. Cause, if there's anything I've learned from Ooky, it's if you see someone in need...
-Quentin Quigley
=== Commentary ===
So, I'm trying to do more serialized stuff again with my stories! Despite the blow that at least one of my friends thought I was being deliberately obtuse/pretentious because they didn't understand that my stories were serialized. God, that still bugs me, at least in terms of "Did I screw up on showing they were serialized or were they just misreading it?"
Either way, I wonder who could be behind that horse incident...
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== Part 43 (February 2021) ==
=== Text ===
Okay, bad news, good news time! Bad news is, I just missed Quentin, if the last page and the dead horsey-gears-meat here's anything to go by. Good news is I found something else important! The bad news is it;s a bunch of steamroller machine evil thingies! So it's really more like bad news, good news, badder news.
I asked 'em, they said they were trying to pave over "some dead deity-class-being," for a "superhighway" for the Machine, but I haven't seen any dead gods around here, just a... oh no. 
Oh no, oh dear, oh no oh dear, I gotta stop 'em! I don't think Quentin'll mind if I take this digression to digress 'em an-
...Oh who am I kidding, he will mind, but I can't let this go on without doing something!
-Ooky Spooky
=== Commentary ===
More of that Record of the Forever story! I worry the accompanying pic's a bit weak, but that kina happened via focusing on the story aspect moreso than startin with the picture first, so... 
...Tho, may as well ask my readers, is it hard to follow the serialized nature of things? I do remember, again, that one friend feeling like I was being deliberately obtuse with my serialized pieces on Tumblr, and it does in fact slightly haunt me. 
Y'all who've been following me/watching this for A Time can gather that this is part of a serialized "storyline," right? If you have trouble keeping up, what can I do to help?
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