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2016-12-11 03:49:50 Post No. 928462
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You aren't dead, but you probably should be. At least that's how it feels. You remember a car speeding at you, flashing headlights, and then a drop. But no impact. No slamming of metal, breaking of bones, mashing of meat and fat into paste. None of what should have happened did, and you're somehow still alive.
In fact, to put a finer point on it, you're still falling. Swirling light shimmers around you, cascading in a wild blast of rays. Rainbows and stars, distant spheres and swirling nebulas and galaxies.
It's less a word, more of a feeling - A sense of surprise from some entity that simply feels large enough to dwarf you in every way. It turns to face you, and suddenly, it condenses. A young man, barely more than a boy, in flowing robes, with shimmering iridescent eyes. Foxlike ears and a fluffy tail of shimmering, many-colored fur poke from his body, not quite connected to him but hovering very close.
Another Outsider. Well, perhaps you've a chance? Let's have a look at you, hm hm~
You feel eyes upon you. What you were before matters little, I should think. No, what matters is what you should have been. Could have been. Potential! Yes, yes. So, let's have a look at you...
The boyish thing looks you over in thought.
Too close to call! Too close by far. Well. I suppose if you're the one making the decision, it's not... really cheating, is it? Then... Are you strong? Or skilled? Or smart? Reducing it to this should make it easier...
>I'm strong! An athlete and competitor. Heavy lifting, power running, punching and swinging!
>I'm skilled. Capable with my hands, making and unmaking, dexterity and finesse!
>I'm smart. Knowledgeable, intelligent, capable of intuiting connections and interactions!