“Tell me more about this Grassy character, Karl.”
Lisa The Vegetarian Smipson…
… is in charge while the parents are away. It seemed like a good idea at the time. “She’s reading a book on the *theory of everything*”, the father reassures the more doubtful mother. “I think she can take care of two kids while we catch a movie.” The mother shed tears all the way through, but not because the film was good or bad (it was pretty bad). The mother knew something was wrong and that her 8 year old child shouldn’t be reading stuff so so deep.
Everything & Anything
“Thank you for coming with me, Karoz Blogger. I mean, I’m sure Bogota didn’t leave behind anything *dangerous*; he was an honored guest of Collagesity.”
“No problem, Baker Blinker. You never know with an outside element.” Karoz then hoped that didn’t come across the wrong way.
“How about this “Celestial Handbook”, Karoz? Is that part of the gift he said he left behind?”
“No, that’s been there — it’s just been slid over a bit. I myself have been glancing through it every now and then, trying to take it all in. The universe, you know.” He thinks of spirals and holes here. “It seems no one else comes to the library any more. I heard Furry Karl say he’s going to come up here and check to see if they have the right version of his book. The one, you know, with the incorrect title. That’s correct now.”
“Hmph”, Baker Blinker responds. In her mind, she reviews, once more, the night Bogota finished Furry Karl’s “Blood Curdling Tells of the Forest” at her house, and what happened afterwards. She glances over at Karoz and his plain and pointy but still cute as a button grassy mug. *Can* she love two people at once? It’s something she’s been thinking about for days. Ever since that night.
“So it’s just “The Elegant Universe” and then this ball of string or twine…”
“And the picture of the cat,” Karoz reinforces to Baker Blinker, pointing to the wall to her right. “That’s where the De Chirico painting was hanging before. I’m sure of it.”
“Well, it’s all certainly something to ponder on”, Baker Blinker speaks after a pause. “I suppose… I’ll miss Bogota and his strange ways.” She was trying not to be too obvious about her feelings.
“We better go meet with Carrcassonnee now we’ve checked all this out,” Karoz says to move beyond the moment. “And we better take the ball of twine with us; may mean something deeper than surface appearances.” Both knew it was the same ball of twine — a miniature version thereof — the statue Shiny Hare was holding before its removal from Collagesity several weeks back, along with its accompanying, multi-colored tower. Karoz remembers Spongeberg saying to him that when the cat returned[ to Collagesity], so too would he. And now perhaps it has. “We’ll see soon enough,” he thinks as he holds the front door for Baker Blinker.
He then becomes distracted again.
I thought you said Baker Blinker was coming along tonight, Karoz?”
She is. She said she had to pop over to her house real quick to check on something. I thought I’d come and keep you company while we wait.
I thank you for that. I’ll be frank: do you love her? I know you do.
I… think so.
Is this where it’s going to end? At the altar? Hybrid pink moss babies abounding (zip) a bounc’n?
I don’t know. I guess I would hope so. I’m not so sure about the babies.
They’d be adorable and you know it.
I’d hope they would take more after the mother. But… back to Bogota.
Yes, Bogota. But we better wait for Baker Blinker on that one.
(They wait 10 minutes)
Are you *sure* she knew about the meeting? You better go check.
On his way out, he noticed Lisa The Vegetarian’s book had changed from “Floydada” to something else he didn’t quite understand yet. Not yet.
When Karoz reached Baker Blinker’s porch, he heard running water. What he saw inside was also beyond his comprehension.
He found he could not move. Neither did Baker Blinker.
“The weirdness of the woods is spreading beyond the 8×5 now that Bogota is inside it. Or underneath it. Whatever, Dr. Blood is obviously activated and roaming around again. I will temporarily have to remove the forest.”
Move the whole woods?
No, just eliminate it. Erase it. Temporarily, again. Until we can figure out how to adjust to the changes.
It is already done. Go have a look-sy if you wish.
Baker Blinker and Karoz take the short walk to the edge of the what should have been the Rubi Woods but was now an empty, treeless void. They both feel like a maleficent force has been removed, a strong gravity of ill direction.
In the opposite dimension (and direction), Dr. Blood stares out from the woods toward a null space where Collagesity use to be. He’s essentially immobile, once more.
Sylver Forest Research 01
Auction land just became available in Sikkima below Rubi.
2 of 2 (var. = Van Sande-Sikkink Dam, but no dam in sight on the map):
Sikkima family reunion in Greenleafton:
Sikkink contains word “sink”. Sikkima contains perhaps the most definable sink(hole) on the old continents (Sansara and Heterocera). My New Pietmond was set up there for a couple of months in 2012-3.
If so, it may be the oldest sink of the 14 I’ve identified on SL mainland.
Sikkink contains word “Kink” (last 4 letters), referring to The Kinks’ Ray Davies, who may be the same as Dr. Blood just featured in this blog.
Greenleafton and Forestville (w/ 2 Mystery Caves) imply green leaves of Sylver Forest. Both Sikkima sink hole and new auction land were probably part of this pre-Linden forest.
Furry Karl described the Tinbaby, to Karoz, as a green tinted robot with an exterior beating heart and a spike on top of his head. Actually there is no green tint: that’s just the reflection from the many [green leaved] trees in the Rubi Woods. Tinbaby is made of tin and is colored so.
“Um, er, Baker Blinker.”
“Yes?” She was sitting at the bar, nursing her Krings.
“I have to show you something. Mind you it doesn’t matter to me, because I’m a flattie and all. We don’t operate that way.”
“What *are* you on about tonight?”
Karl showed her.
“Well, I thank you for that: being honest and all. That could certainly cause some awkward moments.”
“You know, um, *Karoz* comes in here all the time. Sits right over there at his computer game for hours at a time sometimes. Maybe we don’t *have* to close it up this precise moment, if you catch my drift.”
“Furry Karl! I’m shocked at you.”
“What I *mean*,” he continued in a more measured way, “is that you have the option. Again, I didn’t *plan* this out. It just happened. Could we possibly even call it… fate? I’m mean, you’re both such [delete name].”
She shook her head firmly. “I’m going to make it work, but not in that way.”
“Okay, what if the situation was flip flopped?” Karl responded. “What if I told Karoz first? Because… I did. Oh dear, look who’s just entered the spire. What *are* we going to do?”
Baker Blinker rushed out of the bar and through the spire’s phantom prim, taking a shocked Karoz’s hand and quickly leading him around the corner back to her house. “Karoz,” she said firmly as she tugged him through the front door. “If this is happening then we’re going to do it *prim* and *proper*. No more beating around the bushes!”
And that’s how it started. The woods came back the same night. Collagesity was finally safe from all invasions.