Category Archives: Rubi

I didn’t know dieties could go on trips but that’s what Carrcassonnee plans to do. She’s heading to Alice to negotiate a treaty with Kerchal, as she put it. The Bobs are in charge of the town in her absence. Personally I decided I needed to find where Hucka Doobie was inworld. But was that possible?

I wasn’t sure I liked Carrcassonnee leaving. I felt it was something more permanent than she was letting on. She seemed mad the last time I talked to her. And I don’t mean angry. Does she realize it’s close to the end?

Is this it for Collagesity? I can’t go that far, I don’t think. I’m inside the early limit of hiking season. Should be a nice Saturday for exploring. Drink Lake will most likely be a destination again. Billfork maybe. Meeting Rock. Hermania. Jonesboro. New Hope. More.

She turned purple…

… then was gone.

We turn to Bobs now?

“I had that dream again, Hucka D. Skillet, as a bomb, came into the temple and blew it up good. Real good. Hucka D.?”

“Biker Jones is complaining about a splitting headache. Wonder why?”

Carr.:

Harr.

bb:

Carr., can Boxy Brown talk?

Carr.:

Boxy Brown talked to Meatwad. But no one else harrd. Heard.

bb:

But Jesus couldn’t talk directly to me.

Carr.:

Another attack is coming. From the outside. 94.38 percent of America is male crazy.

bb:

I’m a feminine male.

Carr.:

Yeah. That’s what I call you.

bb:

Oh yeah. Forgot you were… forgot who you were as well or on… er.

Carr.:

That’s okay. We’ll talk more tomorrow.

bb:

I’ve got a couple more questions. Hucka D. hasn’t really been around since he started to incarnate in This Second Life a couple of weeks back.

Carr.:

You must come permanently here. Like he has. You must become the resident artist. You were thinking about this today. I know because I am you[ as well]. I am all. Here. Harr.

bb:

Will Hucka D. return as the prominent blog spirit?

Carr.:

He’s out in Frogtown right now. Getting me some tea. Then we plan to drive over to Liar’s Leap. Stories you know: we’re good at them.

bb:

But this is a nodal point. Let me look that up… nodal point.

—–

“I give you gold and you call it lead.”

Model T-Ford:

You are insane. Like an exercise machine.

—–

bb:

Carr., the new invader — it’s not connected to Model T-Ford? He comes in every color except black.

Carr.:

A rainbow is a color except black.

bb:

Well, who *is* the new invader, this new overmasculinized outside thing? A tank again? From Norubi?

Carr. (counting):

Well. We’ve had, um, Perch. Sorry… Shadow. That’s Perch’s cousin. I’m Perch now of course. So that solved that. Then the tank from Norubi. Now I’ve had a talk with the turtle who was actually responsible for the forest illusion and he’s apologized to me personally and I take that for a whole town. Who’s Perch?

bb:

Er, you are.

Carr.:

Correct. Just checking. Now back to the counting… So that’s 2. Then there was Carrcassonnee. Oh wait, that’s me. Tee hee. So mark that one off. Carrcassonnee didn’t invade Collagesity.

bb (flatly):

No.

Carr.:

Boxy Brown. Hey Boxy Brown? Did you invade Collagesity? (pause) Boxy can’t answer yes or no. See, you did imagine it.

bb:

I’m starting to think you’re the mad one.

Carr.:

No. Projection. That’s Kerch. Kerchal to you. Wrong forest.

bb:

You are saying this other virtual forest is mad and not your — our forest.

Carr.:

Correct.

—-

bb:

Carr., can you separate into the two parts you formerly were?

Carr.:

That’s enough [talk] for tonight.

“I’ve been called mad, Carrcassonnee. It was in jest, but… mad!”

Carr.:

HAR HAR HAR.

Boxy Brown:

Sasssyyy.

(joined in progress)

Carr.:

It’s too risky right not [sic?] to proceed with Operation Reveal All. You could stop at level 1, but that wouldn’t be telling the whole truth. It would be just like before.

bb:

I could simply give one example during the podcast… set up a diff. [delete name] account. Maybe ESBUM.

Carr.:

Let’s see (checks notes), that would be Carrcass+0 and Carrcass-0 together.

bb:

Correct.

(Carrcassonnee goes back to her notes to check more)

Carr.:

That might work. A selection of works. Like [P-Twisters]. Pick out landmark works like the first synch to cover a whole movie, and the first 2 movie synch. Put the archive in a separate place, out of reach.

—–

bb:

I know who you are.

Carr.:

Yes, I am her.

bb:

When you married Perch, then you became her.

Carr.:

Yes (pause).

—–

It was an interesting visit with Carrcassonnee, per usual. Slowly I’m formulating a new plan regarding the protection of Carrcassess… her after all. Regarding Drink Lake, I asked about Straw Hole. She responded that the hole is not the whole[ town]. I asked her about the skunk. She said the skunk and Straw Hole are tied. She said to focus instead, for now, on Ditchlandia. Figure out what that’s all about. The TILE Temple is the lake, she said. We are all here to help you. Then it ended.

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The upper floor of the Red Umbrella is empty, just waiting around patiently for new collages. But now they might not come until the summer or autumn. Shoot, I forgot to ask Carr. about a visitor named Umbrellastar. I tracked him to Heterocera’s Pond District. Another spy?

Meditation Mound

I would like to create a video tour of Collagesity sometime. Perhaps go up and down the forest Diagonal.

Thanks again!

Example:

“The cat’s out of the bag, Carrcassonnee.”

Carr.:

Partially. I am the 3rd. 3 in 1 and 1 in 3. I am…

bb:

Inland Empire.

Carr.:

Yes.

bb:

A woman in trouble.

Carr.:

Yes? Where’s my cow?

bb:

But you’re 12 Oz Mouse also.

Carr.:

Yeah. Kerch keeps calling me. He’s declared war in essence. Forest against forest. Woods pitted against woods. Alice tells me just to ignore him and he’ll calm down. I say to start giving him his medicine again, but she says that decreases his sex drive and she doesn’t like that. I say well what about this war. That’s what it is Alice, I say. War I reinforce. Battles and war. Alice admits that he conceived the idea of Norubi and sent the tank. Turtle… tank. Skillet was a bomb. Your dream was true even though it was false.

bb:

Carrcassonnee, if this is war, what is the reason? Jealousy?

Carr.:

Insanity. Kerchal is insane. Has been for a long time. Mainland madness. It affects[ all of us deities] eventually. I’m next. That’s why it was so important to get married to a good head. I have a head now and can see pretty well… one eye. I see you. I see Spider. Who’s a good Spider, *who’s* a good Spider?

(Carrcassonnee leans over and pets Spider, then, surprisingly, pets me on the head through Baker Bloch.)

bb:

So Alice is married to Kerchal and you are married to Perch. But you’re not named after a sim[ like Alice and Kerchal]. You’re not Rubi.

Carr.:

Am I not? And is Perch not Minoa? I think it is similar.

bb:

So you are the woods… the woods bordering the town.

Carr.:

Yes. In a manner. (she winks at me, or is she just blinking her one eye?)

bb:

Marriage( between Carrcassonnee and Perch) solidified the place of Collagesity next to this forest.

Carr.:

Yes. The forest is alive. Lucas numbers.

bb:

But before I was warned not to focus on the forest, and that I might become a Frozen Head( because of it) like Jack at the end of The Shining.

Carr.:

Correct. (pause) Balance.

bb:

Outdoors is coming up soon, Carrcassonnee. I plan to refocus on Tile Creek over in Herman Park.

Carr.:

That is swell well.

—–

Carr.:

I have no one waiting outside tonight to share wisdom with next so I’ll allot you more time, baker b. Baker Bloch, I mean. Are you in there baker b.?

bb:

Yes. I’ve been speaking to you (through Bloch) all of this time. That’s the only way he can talk.

Carr.:

I remember. I forgot and then I remembered. Memory. A thing to be happening all the time.

bb:

About Tile Creek…

Carr.:

The hole?

bb:

Well… maybe.

Carr.:

The Ditch? I know all about these things, baker b. Baker Bloch. They are extensions of here. They are extensions of me.

bb:

Does Kerchal know about Tile Creek?

Carr.:

Not really. He’s not that far ranging. That gives me a decided edge. In fact a total edge. I know this( Second Life?) is not real. He’s stuck here. I can get out. I can go the super market over in Frogtown and purchase green tea tonight if I wished. I can take the oldsmobile out to Liar’s Leap and tell tales with the best of ’em. Old man tales. I am 417 years old tomorrow. Saturday, I mean.

bb:

Well happy birthday Carrcassonnee. It’s my mother’s birthday Saturday as well.

Carr.:

No, I meant Friday. Friday’s my birthday. Not Saturday.

bb:

My mother’s pretty old as well.

Carr.:

The bug beats the bird.

bb:

How old’s Perch?

Carr.:

55. Kerchal is 243. Alice is 929. There’s a deity over in Frogtown — I mean, Nautilus — oh, I can’t remember… memory. Rememory. You better go now young man.

bb:

Thank you.