[ti]infinity[/ti]BlackVoid Tavern

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Sitting beside counter where 'M' beverage is being served, a man in his late 20s drinks and looks to be somewhat proud. A bartender just finished serving others and had some moments to spare so she asked the man what is his story.

Brand: (softly smiles)

Bartender: (nodding and patiently staring)

Brand: "Sorry I'll get to my story."

Brand: (head slowly moves downward slightly and begun his story) "Two weeks ago, I glanced upon a magazine about hunting deers. It reminded me that it's almost hunting session time in some area away from where I live. I'm not biggest fan of hunting animals."

"They had an article about how to outwit deers. I didn't bother to read it, only the title."

"After getting to home, I went to study room and looked at the old Earth globe. I looked at the area. Then I thought of deers and became sort of connected."

(Brand stares at 'M' mug and becomes a bit quiet for a few moments)

Bartender: "Go on?"

Brand: "I woke up and realized I was laying downside facing floor. I looked to left and saw pieces of globe. It had broken somehow."

"And I was sweating like hell..."

"I remembered I was like wind traveling through forests and saw deers."

"Yesterday a person I'm acquainted with.. said no deers in the area during the hunting session."

"I think it was sort of one-time-only event."

(Brand drinks the rest of 'M' from mug and put it on counter. He smiles softly again and left.)

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As 50th mug being served to a big fellow; he said, "keep it coming!"

"Cheerful tonight, eh?" said by a bartender named Marlene.

Big fellow: "yes.. what about you?"

Marlene: "I'm fine, just a little tired. Anyway, it just seems a bit odd to me that you are still drinking and being cheerful alone right now."

Big fellow: "Oh yeah, I told a couple of stories to others and seems they have gone."

Big fellow: "I have a short and special story to tell you. Are you up for it?"

Marlene: "Of course, sure."

Big fellow: "Once upon a time..."

(the big fellow quiets down and softly stares at Marlene for some moments)

Marlene: "...?"

Big fellow: "That is all. I'm finished for tonight. Thank you for the drink!"

As the big fellow left, Marlene asked another bartender whether if he knew the big fellow or not.

John: "Ooh that dude.. that's Santa Claus. Hellva stories."



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"Stop fighting.. Celo is trying to make some points!" said by Marylin in sign language and as interpreted to the rest of crowd which have been arguing around over story told by Celo. Startled by this, the crowd became silent.

Moments later an individual in the crowd approached her and gestured 'calming down' and head oriented to right side as to convey being questionable. Then smiled in stylized way.

Bartender interpreted, "Calming us down."

James made some steps closer to Marylin then 'pointing sign' with slightly furrowed brow toward the individual: "Who are you?"

Individual: "You figure it out. Ooh.. haha."

Another individual approached behind the individual and put a hand on his shoulder and said, "Loki."

Without turning around, Loki faded his smiling to flat and said "Thor."

James: "Ahh no wonder.. the mixed moods and arguing.." as he rolled his eyes up.

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Bartender: "Here you go.. hey, good to see you again."

Santa Claus: (cheerfully) "Ho ho ho."

As bartender left, Santa's co-worker #1 asked why he still said that.

Santa: "That's what I seem to be expected to say."

Worker #1: "Santa, I don't mean to complain but why some of them still think there is only just us as elves working with you?"

Santa: "I know. Have patience."

Worker #2: "No worries.. ok, even some of them forgot that you are an elf, Santa."

Santa: (softly shrugs)

Worker #2: "Every time I help with carrying letters to you, I get sad knowing that you are not able to reply back to some."

Worker #1: "Aren't you worried?"

Santa: "I am. It has been quite long time since that realm semi-closed."

Worker #1: "Isn't it wrong not to act to help?"

Santa drank the rest of 'M' liquid from his mug and handed it on table:

Santa: "I have acted sometime. As you guys know, there are rules. But I am waiting.. that is all."

Worker #1: "Ok."

Worker #2: (nods)

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In the infinity of the void, there is a tiny spark of unfolding.
Like a microscope lens with no maximum, the eternal eye zooms inward upon this solemn space of light -
It continues and continues enfolding, tiny patterns embedded in its center.
The patterns flay out as the zoom swirls in, they become three dimensional. They begin to surround the eye.
Each line begins to make a new shape. Each shape then begins dancing, humming, vibrating, and out of the vibration different humming waves begin to dance.
As they dance, space forms in the indents between the humming. The space brings its partner, father time. In mother space and father time, the humming shapes live on as organs within their huge and invisible bodies.
Father time and mother space wrap together in a loving caress. Out of their embrace is formed the very first star in the confines of space. The space is between their arms, it is not the absolute space of the eye but the minor space in which a thing can move forward in time and transition outward. There are pressure on things, to move them. Heat becomes a possibility. All the energy in the universe is between them.

And the first star explodes, and out of stardust the galaxy forms in a heartbeat of eternity.
When the first mind is formed, all the humming and history of everything is already carved into it. This mind is the co-creator of all that came before it, and if it looks deep into the inner eye, it will find the story of its own infinity, deep deep within.

"This is no good," mumbled the Timelord. He paced the dark hallways of his gigantic stone tower, all the way on the outskirts of Saturn's ice rings - a giant, invisible conductor.

He was only one of many Timelords regulating the flow of energy through to the portal where Earth shook under its influence.
But today, he'd encountered a bit of a problem.

The pattern had changed. And he didn't have the code for the new pattern...
It would be one thing to simply ask the planet Saturn itself, but Saturn had gone silent. The north pole around Saturn had formed a hexagon.

And...why could this be?

The Timelord sighed his annoyance aloud, and then he face fell into an angry sneer. Electricity threaded all over his left hand as his anger channeled into energy. He slammed his fist into the primary conductor, a small beacon in his control room. But the beacon flared and then fell into silence without doing a thing, and the Timelord's frustration grew bigger in his pale chest.

"Delta, are you there? The timeline has changed."
The voice came from a hologram - another Timelord had projected himself into Yuranos' tower. Yuranos was known as Timelord Delta. And here, projected before him, was Timelord Alpha.
Stumbling in shock, Yuranos faltered for a minute to conduct himself appropriately. It was not the sudden appearance of Alpha, but his words.

The timeline had changed?

He came to himself quickly and bowed before Alpha.
"Sire Alpha, I mean no offense, but that is impossible. Nothing has the power to change the Timeline except for Major Entities. On Earth, that's always been an impossible level of mastery, strictly off limits!"

"Arise, Delta Y. It is no longer impossible. The timeline has changed not once, but several times. The pattern on our Master Sphere has been altered. We are still struggling to crack the code of the new pattern and regain control over the conductor. Events are propelled into Chaos..."

"Sire?"

"We must regain control of the timeline, Delta Y. I want you to investigate."

"But Sire!" Coughed Delta Yuranos - "I have not left this tower in three millenniums!"

"You will leave now. Bring me to source of this...disarray...that it might be dealt with. Have I made myself clear?"

Clear! Alpha was asking the impossible of him. And yet something else in his blood quickened with the idea of catching the source of this new energy. Something strong, something delicious, something with a bit of pluck, something that could fight...that could compete. It was all and well to have humanity enslaved as they had, but after a time it got terribly boring. Delta Yuranos longed for a way to test his skills again.

"I will not let you down, sire."

The hologram clicked off.
Yuranos had a bit of stardust in a goblet while staring at his God, Saturn, wistfully.

And then he waved his hand with blue sparks, engraved flames, controlled so finely they appeared to be electrical pens which his hands were submerged in.
He diced a portal into space - the veil behind Earth. Earth. He was going to Earth.

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A semi-drunk patron asked bartender to tell him a story. The bartender was too busy so he got the BlackVoid Tavern manager who just happened to be in near area, to do so.

Manager: "Good evening. I understand you want a story to be told, is that correct?"

Patron: "Yes, madam. I already heard several - most are either too epic and / or far-fetched ones. I kindly would like to request a simple and hearted story..."

Manager: "Yes, I already have one in mind. It is a short one at that - if you don't mind."

Patron: "Go ahead, madam."

Manager: "There was a male kid who dreamt of going to a fair event and see some fireworks with a female person as friend long time ago."

"He grew up being alonely most of time, and doesn't know how to talk with female friends or potential companions/partners."

"In his heart, he always dream of a perfect woman - semi-ideal appearance with personality that really match with his desires in sort of balance way."

"Sometimes during nightime and resting sessions, he'd get something of ghostly sensations on his body as if being with a companion/partner. It is unknown whetever it is male or female, transgender, or whatnot. To this day, he still hasn't found one."

Patron: "ahh. Pity. He should've just find some local women and get laid or something like that."

Manager: "Yes he could, but he didn't. It is how he handle something in his life that matters the most, not his victory or defeat."

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