SHENANIGANS

[favors_thebold]

Liminal Space holds many, many more secrets than the Travelers have ever managed to wrest from it. Of course, given that it took a few cycles of the game for them to even begin to perceive Liminal Space as a, well, space, that's not necessarily a surprise, but even now there's much they don't know.

On the other hand, when 'now' is appears to be a tad more malleable than usual.

In any case: the Travelers aren't the only ones who use Liminal Space to communicate with each other, and a message goes out on a channel they haven't yet found on any timeline, just as soon as 'Felicia Wheeler' has a moment to send it.

All right, who flooded the board? Also, how? I'm the one in charge of the Automat, so I'd *quite* like to know how all these Travelers got past me.

Depending on who's listening, this may be a bit of a shock.

Comments

[swinglow]

They want rules change. Not I. Want you. Missed you.

Also. Are people. Told you.

[favors_thebold]

Yes, yes, I gave them the chance to prove it and they more than rose to the challenge. But she wouldn't have done that much if she weren't partway to believing it anyway.

If this gambit pays off, you'll be happy, at least. Some of our siblings probably won't, but they'll just have to cope. Who's been knocked out so far, anyway?

Might as well know who stands to benefit from potential re-entry.

[swinglow]

Lovers was. No longer. Hanged Man. Tower. Moon. Devil. Fool. Priestess. Empress.

[favors_thebold]

Huh. Not very big on secrets, this lot?

[swinglow]

Or authority. Emperor only won against Hanged Man. Your kind of mortals.

[favors_thebold]

Oh, this should be *fun*.

[swinglow]

Thought would say that.

[favors_thebold]

So if you stole static spaces from the Travelers, has physicality gotten easier too, or are they stuck with a booming voice in the ether when they visit us?

[swinglow]

Show you.

And then, suddenly, there's a horseheaded automaton with long, many jointed fingers and hooved feet spinning in circles in 'front' of her.

[favors_thebold]

Oh, *very* nice. Very you. Help me practice, if we get some down time?

She's used to being a little ahead of the curve in this department (this time out, anyway, thanks to the World), but that's still desperately behind where she hopes to be headed.

[swinglow]

Will, Cairbre replies and the thrumming engine sound of its voice is quieter but oddly more effective coming from a single point.

It keeps spinning around.

Fool learned first. For choosing round. Form mostly hollow. Then Sun, Moon, Lovers, Magician. All can now. Some degree.

[favors_thebold]

Well, of course Cairbre's going to be in constant motion. If it's not, something is very, very wrong.

And some of us bother more often than others, I'm sure.

[swinglow]

Yes. Moon has second form. Do as well. Can transform. Less me. This better.

[favors_thebold]

This suits you. She probably could come up with more than one form herself, but... it doesn't seem worth the trouble. Besides, holding one at all for more than a few minutes at a time is slightly more important.

[swinglow]

Yes!

It's an exuberant sound. Cairbre is so very proud of its form.