"We aren't sure, after a while you get used to it ... have you two done the topology course?" We nodded.
"You can move from A to B, if A and B are different in some way but we aren't certain that you can get to everywhere. After all it's all so bloody white, how can you tell? Apart from a few places it just the same fucking white ... space." I [another I] glared around angrily at the whiteness.
"Maybe connected but not path connected?"
Us n00bs had arrived here on piggy-back. The journey had taken some time and although [the other] I'd been upbeat I was pretty certain that there had been some mis-steps along the road.
"So we don't know if it's continuous?"
"Would it help if we did?"
"And what about us? Are we all the same?"
"We seem to be, none of us has ever spotted another acting out of character anyway", he fluttered the fingers of both hands. "We all miss pencils." We all grinned.
"So what about the fishing rod thing...?"
"Probably an extension of the fact that we don't have fishing rods and yet see our other selves as having them. Our minds struggling to make sense of something in a way that we can comprehend. We're desperately seeking rules."
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"Does this weird distance stuff mean?"
"We aren't sure, after a while you get used to it ... have you two done the topology course?" We nodded.
"You can move from A to B, if A and B are different in some way but we aren't certain that you can get to everywhere. After all it's all so bloody white, how can you tell? Apart from a few places it just the same fucking white ... space." I [another I] glared around angrily at the whiteness.
"Maybe connected but not path connected?"
Us n00bs had arrived here on piggy-back. The journey had taken some time and although [the other] I'd been upbeat I was pretty certain that there had been some mis-steps along the road.
"So we don't know if it's continuous?"
"Would it help if we did?"
"And what about us? Are we all the same?"
"We seem to be, none of us has ever spotted another acting out of character anyway", he fluttered the fingers of both hands. "We all miss pencils." We all grinned.
"So what about the fishing rod thing...?"
"Probably an extension of the fact that we don't have fishing rods and yet see our other selves as having them. Our minds struggling to make sense of something in a way that we can comprehend. We're desperately seeking rules."
Our mobile phones started to ring.