two posts.
Reminder to self: character never heard of Multiverser, so never met Scott, and thus did not spend the past week or so researching discordianism, finding parallels to beliefs already held, and appreciating silliness more than ever before.
Character believes that deities rarely grant power, though they can, and believes in raw arcane power, a mystical energy field that can be drawn upon via ritual, somewhat like Wicca. Gods do not grant the power so much as allow it to be used.
Character only partially believes in physical psionics, and feels they are beyond him if they do exist.
There, until he gains some knowledge, that should have me set.
Note on fonts-I will be italicizing thoughts and speech, denoting actions with asterisks, and bolding OOC bits.
You know what bugs me? I never researched Discordianism in character, so I can't reasonably try out some guerrilla surrealism experiments once I hit a civilization or use the Discordian calendar IC. Ah well.
Last thing. I thought you might find this amusing, MJ:http://www.splitreason.com/Product_Images/329308a2c70c-xl.jpg If you have dial up it might take a minute to load, number VIII should be the one that is most funny to you.
Organizing my thoughts into coherent In Character internal dialogue:
What the? *stands up* Where the heck am I? *nearly slips due to loose rock*
Uh....I'm on a mountain. *notes gear scattered about* With my belongings, and in nothing but shorts and boxers. *notes hole with steam rising out of it* Possibly an active volcano, or at least a fumarole. I don't remember packing for a trip; why are all the things I would take in that eventuality here? Plus, if I had packed for a trip, why in the hell would it be to a mountain island that may not even have a city?
The hilarity of it strikes me, and I pause a moment and just laugh. Then I search through my stuff, pause again at the thought of my frequent sleepwalking I used to do bringing me here, laugh again, shaking my head at how preposterous the idea is.
*gathers belongings, noting the bags, and packs everything as compactly as I can. Feels the scriff sense, and thinks it is intuition saying go there ya idjit, and sees the campsite*
A campsite? Hmmm....Perhaps it would be best to scout it out before I get there. is there a cliff or outcropping of some kind I can use to view it from afar? Never know who's there. Okay, Brock my man, remember your lessons well. First rule in a survival situation, water, shelter, food. Meat if you can get it, but always fruits and veggies. Hmmm...I see plenty of normal tropical fruit, in fact I can live pretty comfortably if i can get water and shelter. Problem is, I will eventually need meat, and I never can remember that snare lesson; and may I be struck down by every god that has ever been if I will be bagging any large game with what I have now. Ah well, best get dressed. *Climbs into black sweatpants (they are all black), a T-shirt reading "Some people are like a SLINKY; you just can't help but laugh as they tumble down the stairs", and socks and shoes.*
*Then, I say "Time to journey down the rabbit hole, my friend". I shoulder my staff and resume on my way to the encampment, looking for flint, flowing water, and a spot overlooking the encampment so I can identify who is there from a distance, if possible. Specifically, I want to know how many are there and whether they are armed and likely to be unappreciative of my approach.*
As I walk there, I wonder at how the most random things can happen in this universe, and hope that I am not on some kind of drug induced high in a hospital somewhere. I hate delusions, though all of reality itself could be an illusion. At least 'reality' has a habit of not disappearing very often and coming back frequently
EDIT: none of my current friends actually know about the robot I once built; I was in foster care. It is more likely I picked up a broken device and was tinkering with it and then got shocked. I don't suppose as it matters much, but it might.
EDIT2: Yes, I refer to myself in the third person. I have even referred to myself in the second and fourth person; Don't ask how :D