John's mind raced despite his condition. No, not here again! John screamed in the recesses of his mind. Ok, gotta keep calm; I can't let myself be trapped here like last time. Where he was -- if where could even describe it -- everywhere was blackness. No, that's not correct: darkness would be much more accurate. this wasn't simply a coating or combination of colours: thus was complete and utter void. He was here before; he now longer knew why he had been here; that was the price he paid to retain what thin shred of sanity he had left in this endless nothingness. Keeping all of his thought would have sent him over the brink. How do I know these things? no doubt that would be key in his figuring any of this out. Well, while I'm here, I might as well try to figure this whole thing out.
OOC: if John isn't "brought back" by somebody else, he should "wake up" within about an hour or so
OOC: if John isn't "brought back" by somebody else, he should "wake up" within about an hour or so
The most dangerous phrase ever uttered in all of minecraftia: "/give honeydew 46 64"
Imaginato disciplinis cognoscere modum; sciam quid et ingenii?
My learning and imagination know no bounds; why should my knowledge and abilities?
Alchemy: [from the Moon to] Scorpio to man to eagle to the phoenix (female) [to the sun] back to Her consciousness outside the box she created.
Imaginato disciplinis cognoscere modum; sciam quid et ingenii?
My learning and imagination know no bounds; why should my knowledge and abilities?
Alchemy: [from the Moon to] Scorpio to man to eagle to the phoenix (female) [to the sun] back to Her consciousness outside the box she created.