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The Incredible Chair
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Outside of the "walls" of what we consider the universe, entities lurk. Not alive as we know it, not solid as we define it.. they wait. Aware of our existence. They know nothing but waiting, and watching.
The popularity of Club Caprice led to unprecedented mingling of supowerpowers and superdancing. Such activities do not go unnoticed by the denizens of the pocket dimensions. And as they hoped, Club Caprice became very slightly, almost undetectably, open. A gap in these "walls" of our universe.
Anything could have come through. Horrors untold, unimagined. We were lucky, when the weakness became obvious to those who lurk beyond, that it just so happened to be this entity. And it just so happened to be this hunger within our world which caught its attention.
Seeping from nowhere, black mists scurried towards a central location near the dance floor. Driven by its need to occupy real space, but moreover, driven by the tantalising allure of the club-goers' needs. It could have been anything that came through that dimensional gap. But the overwhelming signal we sent through.. carried thoughts of needing a good sit down. The right entity at the right time. The mists grew thick as the very essence of seating poured into the club, and took form.
A superhero was born.
The Incredible Chair.
A mystical interdimensional superhero who lives for nothing more than to provide adequate sitting room. Finely crafted and ridiculously comfortable, its keen "upholstery senses" tingle at the stirring thoughts of a relaxing sit within a club-goer's mind. Able to follow others throughout the club interior, and possessing an eerily human sentience. Speaking perfect English, and happy to correct spelling and grammatical errors. Should multiple citizens require its powers, it can exert itself to expand to a three-seater couch for short periods.
Many in the Club have encountered The Incredible Chair, and sampled its comforts. Still many more do not understand the Chair, and file complaints with management. Rumours abound of a hidden form, more fitting of its potentially horrifying origins - a hairy, leathery creature with glowing red eyes and spindly limbs, flitting briefly into sight when the walls between realities weaken further than usual.
The Incredible Chair cares not about official complaints. It cares not for revulsion at its alleged true shape. The Incredible Chair was formed from a strong need, and serves diligently, without discrimination. Yet dark strands tie it back to the gap.. and gaps can be closed without notice.
The Incredible Chair lives to serve, but constantly eyes those strands, visible only to its eyes, and the flimsy gap between unimaginable void and our cosy physical space.
The popularity of Club Caprice led to unprecedented mingling of supowerpowers and superdancing. Such activities do not go unnoticed by the denizens of the pocket dimensions. And as they hoped, Club Caprice became very slightly, almost undetectably, open. A gap in these "walls" of our universe.
Anything could have come through. Horrors untold, unimagined. We were lucky, when the weakness became obvious to those who lurk beyond, that it just so happened to be this entity. And it just so happened to be this hunger within our world which caught its attention.
Seeping from nowhere, black mists scurried towards a central location near the dance floor. Driven by its need to occupy real space, but moreover, driven by the tantalising allure of the club-goers' needs. It could have been anything that came through that dimensional gap. But the overwhelming signal we sent through.. carried thoughts of needing a good sit down. The right entity at the right time. The mists grew thick as the very essence of seating poured into the club, and took form.
A superhero was born.
The Incredible Chair.
A mystical interdimensional superhero who lives for nothing more than to provide adequate sitting room. Finely crafted and ridiculously comfortable, its keen "upholstery senses" tingle at the stirring thoughts of a relaxing sit within a club-goer's mind. Able to follow others throughout the club interior, and possessing an eerily human sentience. Speaking perfect English, and happy to correct spelling and grammatical errors. Should multiple citizens require its powers, it can exert itself to expand to a three-seater couch for short periods.
Many in the Club have encountered The Incredible Chair, and sampled its comforts. Still many more do not understand the Chair, and file complaints with management. Rumours abound of a hidden form, more fitting of its potentially horrifying origins - a hairy, leathery creature with glowing red eyes and spindly limbs, flitting briefly into sight when the walls between realities weaken further than usual.
The Incredible Chair cares not about official complaints. It cares not for revulsion at its alleged true shape. The Incredible Chair was formed from a strong need, and serves diligently, without discrimination. Yet dark strands tie it back to the gap.. and gaps can be closed without notice.
The Incredible Chair lives to serve, but constantly eyes those strands, visible only to its eyes, and the flimsy gap between unimaginable void and our cosy physical space.
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edit: As sarcastic as this might be I got beef with this statement:
People will stand behind the bar and RP that they are giving you a drink. They don't hand you anything. There isn't even any emote that could possibly emulate bartending. Yet you can suspend your disbelief long enough to RP that you take the drink, and there aren't even any emotes to represent drinking.
NO, its just people standing around in groups pretending to drink and bartenders pretending to bartend without any kind of visual representation and a TALKING CHAIR breaks your immersion!!!!
At least I can erase crime... If there was a smug smiley, i'd use it.