Theory Cryptic

Look, she likes Model Theory Her name's Structure

[theory-cryptic]

*slowly appears to you, hovers silently for a long moment, then speaks softly*

I...apologize about how I acted earlier. I shouldn't have taken offense at your compliments.

Besides...I've been thinking. Maybe you were right all along. The law... *sigh*

@highspren-of-the-roughs

*the patterns spin*

Are you alright, friend?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

*they perk up slightly* ...Friend? You would call me a friend, even after...all that?

But I...don't know.

[theory-cryptic]

Mmmmm. Friendship has no rule that friends may not disagree.

*pulses, moving around, they start to get the sense that Structure does not like staying still for long*

What are you thinking, 72114?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

I suppose... but I just lost control of myself...

*they hesitate before answering Structure's question*

The law has never been what I thought it to be...I thought it was right. But it isn't, at least not always. Maybe...it is a lie, by both of our definitions.

[theory-cryptic]

*structure slows more*

Mmmm.

Laws give structure and system to people. They help people work together. They make things function. They can be used to prevent evil. They can be made with good intent. Laws can also be flawed, or exploited, or gamed. They can be made with bad intent. Mmmmm. This is a truth.

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

*winces, the rip into the void they appear as closing slightly* ...Yes. I see now that you were right all along.

All the Lightweavers and Cryptics...they were just trying to tell me, and I pushed them away...

[theory-cryptic]

Mmmmm! Yes! We are right! And wrong! Mmmmmmm.

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

...Maybe...

...

Storms, what have I been doing with my life all this time?

[theory-cryptic]

I don't know. I wasn't there. You tell me!

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

Yes, but...

...

I don't know anymore. Everything...

[theory-cryptic]

What do you not know, seven-two-one-one-four?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

...What to do. How to live my life now.

[theory-cryptic]

What did you think you needed the law for?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

I...don't know. Everything, I suppose.

[theory-cryptic]

Why?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

The law seemed right. I trusted it more than I did myself.

[theory-cryptic]

MMMMMMmmmm. If you follow the law because it is right then doing the right thing was more relevant than the lawful thing in the first place for you.

[theory-cryptic]

*slowly appears to you, hovers silently for a long moment, then speaks softly*

I...apologize about how I acted earlier. I shouldn't have taken offense at your compliments.

Besides...I've been thinking. Maybe you were right all along. The law... *sigh*

@highspren-of-the-roughs

*the patterns spin*

Are you alright, friend?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

*they perk up slightly* ...Friend? You would call me a friend, even after...all that?

But I...don't know.

[theory-cryptic]

Mmmmm. Friendship has no rule that friends may not disagree.

*pulses, moving around, they start to get the sense that Structure does not like staying still for long*

What are you thinking, 72114?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

I suppose... but I just lost control of myself...

*they hesitate before answering Structure's question*

The law has never been what I thought it to be...I thought it was right. But it isn't, at least not always. Maybe...it is a lie, by both of our definitions.

[theory-cryptic]

*structure slows more*

Mmmm.

Laws give structure and system to people. They help people work together. They make things function. They can be used to prevent evil. They can be made with good intent. Laws can also be flawed, or exploited, or gamed. They can be made with bad intent. Mmmmm. This is a truth.

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

*winces, the rip into the void they appear as closing slightly* ...Yes. I see now that you were right all along.

All the Lightweavers and Cryptics...they were just trying to tell me, and I pushed them away...

[theory-cryptic]

Mmmmm! Yes! We are right! And wrong! Mmmmmmm.

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

...Maybe...

...

Storms, what have I been doing with my life all this time?

[theory-cryptic]

I don't know. I wasn't there. You tell me!

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

Yes, but...

...

I don't know anymore. Everything...

[theory-cryptic]

What do you not know, seven-two-one-one-four?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

...What to do. How to live my life now.

[theory-cryptic]

What did you think you needed the law for?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

I...don't know. Everything, I suppose.

[theory-cryptic]

Why?

[theory-cryptic]

*slowly appears to you, hovers silently for a long moment, then speaks softly*

I...apologize about how I acted earlier. I shouldn't have taken offense at your compliments.

Besides...I've been thinking. Maybe you were right all along. The law... *sigh*

@highspren-of-the-roughs

*the patterns spin*

Are you alright, friend?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

*they perk up slightly* ...Friend? You would call me a friend, even after...all that?

But I...don't know.

[theory-cryptic]

Mmmmm. Friendship has no rule that friends may not disagree.

*pulses, moving around, they start to get the sense that Structure does not like staying still for long*

What are you thinking, 72114?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

I suppose... but I just lost control of myself...

*they hesitate before answering Structure's question*

The law has never been what I thought it to be...I thought it was right. But it isn't, at least not always. Maybe...it is a lie, by both of our definitions.

[theory-cryptic]

*structure slows more*

Mmmm.

Laws give structure and system to people. They help people work together. They make things function. They can be used to prevent evil. They can be made with good intent. Laws can also be flawed, or exploited, or gamed. They can be made with bad intent. Mmmmm. This is a truth.

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

*winces, the rip into the void they appear as closing slightly* ...Yes. I see now that you were right all along.

All the Lightweavers and Cryptics...they were just trying to tell me, and I pushed them away...

[theory-cryptic]

Mmmmm! Yes! We are right! And wrong! Mmmmmmm.

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

...Maybe...

...

Storms, what have I been doing with my life all this time?

[theory-cryptic]

I don't know. I wasn't there. You tell me!

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

Yes, but...

...

I don't know anymore. Everything...

[theory-cryptic]

What do you not know, seven-two-one-one-four?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

...What to do. How to live my life now.

[theory-cryptic]

What did you think you needed the law for?

[theory-cryptic]

*slowly appears to you, hovers silently for a long moment, then speaks softly*

I...apologize about how I acted earlier. I shouldn't have taken offense at your compliments.

Besides...I've been thinking. Maybe you were right all along. The law... *sigh*

@highspren-of-the-roughs

*the patterns spin*

Are you alright, friend?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

*they perk up slightly* ...Friend? You would call me a friend, even after...all that?

But I...don't know.

[theory-cryptic]

Mmmmm. Friendship has no rule that friends may not disagree.

*pulses, moving around, they start to get the sense that Structure does not like staying still for long*

What are you thinking, 72114?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

I suppose... but I just lost control of myself...

*they hesitate before answering Structure's question*

The law has never been what I thought it to be...I thought it was right. But it isn't, at least not always. Maybe...it is a lie, by both of our definitions.

[theory-cryptic]

*structure slows more*

Mmmm.

Laws give structure and system to people. They help people work together. They make things function. They can be used to prevent evil. They can be made with good intent. Laws can also be flawed, or exploited, or gamed. They can be made with bad intent. Mmmmm. This is a truth.

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

*winces, the rip into the void they appear as closing slightly* ...Yes. I see now that you were right all along.

All the Lightweavers and Cryptics...they were just trying to tell me, and I pushed them away...

[theory-cryptic]

Mmmmm! Yes! We are right! And wrong! Mmmmmmm.

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

...Maybe...

...

Storms, what have I been doing with my life all this time?

[theory-cryptic]

I don't know. I wasn't there. You tell me!

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

Yes, but...

...

I don't know anymore. Everything...

[theory-cryptic]

What do you not know, seven-two-one-one-four?

[cryptic-wordplay]

How is it going with your radiant?

@theory-cryptic

Difficult. He resists my efforts to aid him. I have discovered a new emotion: frustration. I do not enjoy it.

[theory-cryptic]

*pulses and folds up into new fractals*

This is how radiants describe soul casting.

[cryptic-wordplay]

Mmmmm. Fascinating. Perhaps once Gavilar gains access to his Surges I will be able to identify the emotion for him. He is not helpful about identifying mine. I am required to seek out external sources of information.....

[theory-cryptic]

You will soulcast your radiant into someone a little more whole.

[cryptic-wordplay]

I will. I do not intend to give up. He is my Radiant and I will aid him in fixing his damaged parts!

[theory-cryptic]

Mmm. Yes! Yes. That is our job. Even if it hurts us!

[story-cryptic]

How is your radiant?

@theory-cryptic

... not well. *slow spinning* He struggles greatly with things I cannot fix.

[theory-cryptic]

*Structure's pulsing slows*

Poor Gavinor.

[story-cryptic]

Yes. He should get to be happy. It is very nice when he laughs.

[theory-cryptic]

Laughter is good.

[story-cryptic]

Yes! I enjoy it very much. The Windrunners laugh a lot when they meet for stew. I have attempted to have Gavinor join them in the past, to no avail.

[theory-cryptic]

Hmmm. Yes. I should have Tien go to these.

[story-cryptic]

*spins quicker* Have you re-initiated your bond with him?

[theory-cryptic]

I am thinking to do that. I am scared.

[story-cryptic]

How is your radiant?

@theory-cryptic

... not well. *slow spinning* He struggles greatly with things I cannot fix.

[theory-cryptic]

*Structure's pulsing slows*

Poor Gavinor.

[story-cryptic]

Yes. He should get to be happy. It is very nice when he laughs.

[theory-cryptic]

Laughter is good.

[story-cryptic]

Yes! I enjoy it very much. The Windrunners laugh a lot when they meet for stew. I have attempted to have Gavinor join them in the past, to no avail.

[theory-cryptic]

Hmmm. Yes. I should have Tien go to these.

[story-cryptic]

How is your radiant?

@theory-cryptic

... not well. *slow spinning* He struggles greatly with things I cannot fix.

[theory-cryptic]

*Structure's pulsing slows*

Poor Gavinor.

[story-cryptic]

Yes. He should get to be happy. It is very nice when he laughs.

[theory-cryptic]

Laughter is good.

[theory-cryptic]

Structure, i love you <3

Mmmmmmmm. Thank you.

[cryptic-wordplay]

How is it going with your radiant?

@theory-cryptic

Difficult. He resists my efforts to aid him. I have discovered a new emotion: frustration. I do not enjoy it.

[theory-cryptic]

*pulses and folds up into new fractals*

This is how radiants describe soul casting.

[cryptic-wordplay]

Mmmmm. Fascinating. Perhaps once Gavilar gains access to his Surges I will be able to identify the emotion for him. He is not helpful about identifying mine. I am required to seek out external sources of information.....

[theory-cryptic]

You will soulcast your radiant into someone a little more whole.

[story-cryptic]

How is your radiant?

@theory-cryptic

... not well. *slow spinning* He struggles greatly with things I cannot fix.

[theory-cryptic]

*Structure's pulsing slows*

Poor Gavinor.

[theory-cryptic]

*slowly appears to you, hovers silently for a long moment, then speaks softly*

I...apologize about how I acted earlier. I shouldn't have taken offense at your compliments.

Besides...I've been thinking. Maybe you were right all along. The law... *sigh*

@highspren-of-the-roughs

*the patterns spin*

Are you alright, friend?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

*they perk up slightly* ...Friend? You would call me a friend, even after...all that?

But I...don't know.

[theory-cryptic]

Mmmmm. Friendship has no rule that friends may not disagree.

*pulses, moving around, they start to get the sense that Structure does not like staying still for long*

What are you thinking, 72114?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

I suppose... but I just lost control of myself...

*they hesitate before answering Structure's question*

The law has never been what I thought it to be...I thought it was right. But it isn't, at least not always. Maybe...it is a lie, by both of our definitions.

[theory-cryptic]

*structure slows more*

Mmmm.

Laws give structure and system to people. They help people work together. They make things function. They can be used to prevent evil. They can be made with good intent. Laws can also be flawed, or exploited, or gamed. They can be made with bad intent. Mmmmm. This is a truth.

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

*winces, the rip into the void they appear as closing slightly* ...Yes. I see now that you were right all along.

All the Lightweavers and Cryptics...they were just trying to tell me, and I pushed them away...

[theory-cryptic]

Mmmmm! Yes! We are right! And wrong! Mmmmmmm.

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

...Maybe...

...

Storms, what have I been doing with my life all this time?

[theory-cryptic]

I don't know. I wasn't there. You tell me!

[theory-cryptic]

*slowly appears to you, hovers silently for a long moment, then speaks softly*

I...apologize about how I acted earlier. I shouldn't have taken offense at your compliments.

Besides...I've been thinking. Maybe you were right all along. The law... *sigh*

@highspren-of-the-roughs

*the patterns spin*

Are you alright, friend?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

*they perk up slightly* ...Friend? You would call me a friend, even after...all that?

But I...don't know.

[theory-cryptic]

Mmmmm. Friendship has no rule that friends may not disagree.

*pulses, moving around, they start to get the sense that Structure does not like staying still for long*

What are you thinking, 72114?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

I suppose... but I just lost control of myself...

*they hesitate before answering Structure's question*

The law has never been what I thought it to be...I thought it was right. But it isn't, at least not always. Maybe...it is a lie, by both of our definitions.

[theory-cryptic]

*structure slows more*

Mmmm.

Laws give structure and system to people. They help people work together. They make things function. They can be used to prevent evil. They can be made with good intent. Laws can also be flawed, or exploited, or gamed. They can be made with bad intent. Mmmmm. This is a truth.

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

*winces, the rip into the void they appear as closing slightly* ...Yes. I see now that you were right all along.

All the Lightweavers and Cryptics...they were just trying to tell me, and I pushed them away...

[theory-cryptic]

Mmmmm! Yes! We are right! And wrong! Mmmmmmm.

[theory-cryptic]

*slowly appears to you, hovers silently for a long moment, then speaks softly*

I...apologize about how I acted earlier. I shouldn't have taken offense at your compliments.

Besides...I've been thinking. Maybe you were right all along. The law... *sigh*

@highspren-of-the-roughs

*the patterns spin*

Are you alright, friend?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

*they perk up slightly* ...Friend? You would call me a friend, even after...all that?

But I...don't know.

[theory-cryptic]

Mmmmm. Friendship has no rule that friends may not disagree.

*pulses, moving around, they start to get the sense that Structure does not like staying still for long*

What are you thinking, 72114?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

I suppose... but I just lost control of myself...

*they hesitate before answering Structure's question*

The law has never been what I thought it to be...I thought it was right. But it isn't, at least not always. Maybe...it is a lie, by both of our definitions.

[theory-cryptic]

*structure slows more*

Mmmm.

Laws give structure and system to people. They help people work together. They make things function. They can be used to prevent evil. They can be made with good intent. Laws can also be flawed, or exploited, or gamed. They can be made with bad intent. Mmmmm. This is a truth.

[theory-cryptic]

*slowly appears to you, hovers silently for a long moment, then speaks softly*

I...apologize about how I acted earlier. I shouldn't have taken offense at your compliments.

Besides...I've been thinking. Maybe you were right all along. The law... *sigh*

@highspren-of-the-roughs

*the patterns spin*

Are you alright, friend?

[highspren-of-the-roughs]

*they perk up slightly* ...Friend? You would call me a friend, even after...all that?

But I...don't know.

[theory-cryptic]

Mmmmm. Friendship has no rule that friends may not disagree.

*pulses, moving around, they start to get the sense that Structure does not like staying still for long*

What are you thinking, 72114?

[theory-cryptic]

*slowly appears to you, hovers silently for a long moment, then speaks softly*

I...apologize about how I acted earlier. I shouldn't have taken offense at your compliments.

Besides...I've been thinking. Maybe you were right all along. The law... *sigh*

@highspren-of-the-roughs

*the patterns spin*

Are you alright, friend?

[tiens-ghost-in-mortal-form]

Hello.

*a pattern of folds seems to emerge, copying layers of rocks for a moment, crystals a moment later, mimicking them deliberately*

How are you?

@theory-cryptic

*he immediately drops onto his stomach to get closer to you* HI I’m doing okay, I’m alive now kinda… it’s hard to explain.

[theory-cryptic]

*ripples up his hand and arm to wrap around him like a hug*

Welcome back.

[tiens-ghost-in-mortal-form]

*he laughs* I missed you so much, how have you been since… you know

[theory-cryptic]

*Structure goes rather quiet*

*after a long silence opts to ignore the question*

*Pretends it wasn't asked*

Seen any cool rocks recently?

[tiens-ghost-in-mortal-form]

*he acknowledges the silence with a quick nod before he smiles and empties out his pockets to show 21 rocks* I initially had 23 because prime numbers but I gave two of my rocks away so now it’s only 21.

this one is because it has yellow spots that contrast well against its pink, and this one is cool because it’s was the only red one in a large in the 6ft by 8ft square I was looking for rocks in, also the only scoria. This one is the white and purple spots form the shape of a ghost, it’s my personal favorite. *he goes on about the different rocks for about an hour*

[theory-cryptic]

Mmmmmmm.

Nice rocks.

*Structure is very fond of Tien*

23 is a good prime number. Gaussian prime too.