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Tune-In And See
The End-All Be-All

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You know, there's a land right under your feet. Over your feet and in your feet, under your skin, inside your head, everywhere else too.
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It's a shame we can't visit most of them, but I guess that's just how the cookie crumbles. I don't know if you should call them all worlds, I certainly don't. You've got everything from the pure energies to the coherent to the ones more real than the reality you've grown accustomed to. The scientific community has given them many names but for suckers like us they're just Channels.
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Wandering about in Extraspace simply means drifting from channel to channel, but it's quite easy to miss where one stops and another starts, perhaps because they don't do either. Extraspace works in waves, one channel growing in intensity as another fades into it, peaking then falling once more. A channel does not so much occupy a place or time than it is itself a state of being which one may choose to enter or exit. Even being in a state of theoretical perfect-inertness, one could move from one channel into the next and then the next after that into forever without truly acting. But in practice it's slightly more complicated than that, to Tune yourself into certain channels may require effort mechanical in nature or accessing alleys of the mind not native to man or any other Old God for that matter, more on that when the time comes.
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Having the everythings and everywheres stretch in all directions forever has made accurately mapping Extraspace into something most vexing, at least when it comes to pen and paper. This is why I like numbers. Numbers are a method of filtration which allow for somewhat accurate storing of any comprehensible information in man and machine alike. Things that can be quantified can be understood and subsequently killed, you just need to conjure up more than what it sums up to. And so we have killed most of Extraspace, but not in the traditional sense. They are still there, but they are now us, our minds and flesh and banks and schools and factories. We fester in the necrotic tissue of reality.
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Of course this means scraping past or simply sidestepping the many inherent complications of tapping into the exotic branches of Extraspace. A channel adjacent to spaces more conventional may be selected as a candidate for industrialization while an Exathermal Vent may not. People will know what they're doing and channels will always be plentiful so no use struggling unless by your own will.
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Well, I guess I haven't exactly gone over these Extraspatial exoticisms with you yet.
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Turns out the further you stray from any given point in our not-quite sea of reality the 'stranger' your local reality becomes relative to where you started. Our system allows 'strange' to simply be strange, nothing more and nothing less. But if you must assign meaning and numerical quantifiables to it then you must choose a direction of which we have a wide variety of. You may not be able to force yourself in each and every one and the effects may not be in the open but that to me is part of the joys of wandering.
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To gain another dimension, to experience a jittering timeflow, to see that the light barrier had been pushed a decillionth of a unit higher, these are all things you can see and feel to varying degrees once you leave the secured roost of Realspace. There is a sense of adventure, who knows what the new places will bring? Who knows how far they will go? Who knows the perils? Who knows where you will go, what you will do? But of course it is only human that we cannot leave well enough alone.


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