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((@Pawnige is a bit more adept writer now, got some good practice in with a deerbutt. Maybe there could be a way to revive this stuff still. Personally, I would attempt to abandon most stuff set up so far aside from Ery and Lady's stuff they've done. (And the little cute thing I forget the name...

The book contained neither words or images, but ideas. Memories sent from the binding of her soul itself direct to his, a complete skip of all intermediaries. It was her first memory, being held in the arms of her mother as she sang a wordless tune. A short hum to put her baby to sleep. "The...

"Never been here? No, I've been here once. It's just not my thing, psychic dragoness I was with looked around a little, made some things, pillars or whatever. Just doesn't stick, she said that my soul "flew as fast as my spirit." Pretty much I just never stick around the same things so they...

The world she was in now was... bare. That was the most that came to her mind right away. No strong memories to fill spots, no special desires or ambitions. Just... space to fill. Now, Liz was not a dumb dragon by any means. She was clever in the few maths she had learned, read and wrote, could...

She sighed, watching him shut down. Maybe she was being the dramatic one, but this whole thing just seemed so useless to her. All she wanted to do was start adventuring, and psychic stuff bored her so much. It wasn't real, it was all pretend, so why bother? She liked real danger, real...

"Well aa long as you only look at the important things, then fine. I just want to go on adventure, not sit around all day in some special psychic world that doesn't do anything." Liz grumped.

She shrugged. "But I know me, and you are a psychic windmill, so why can't you just see what I know I can do?" Then, with a turn of her head, her jaw opened and a blast of blinding energy shot out, obliterating the sword, hilt, arm, and shoulder of the golem.

She squawked, again near instantly appearing at a different spot. "You know, I don't even have to do this. I can just make it not real if I want." She floated again, leaning back and crossing her arms.

In an instant, the world ground to a near halt. Not just Green's computer realm, but the physical world itself too. Her organic body on the surface twitched slightly in her coma, almost too quickly to notice. The knives were at a slow crawl now, and she carefully stepped out of their path...

"I can shoot a super firebolt, lightning-y thingy that blows things up, and fly super super fast. And move super fast. Do anything super fast, if I want to really. Like, so fast the whore rest of the world slows down. It's sort of tiring though, so I don't do that too much. Mmm, and I have wings...

Liz rolled her eyes, huffing and changing her own body to a shade of bright violet. "A simple yes would have worked." She jumped up, floating away slowly like a bubble in water, and flipped upside down to look at green. "Why are we here again? Just explaining the psychic stuff you did with your...

She paused, taking in and processing all of this new information. "So, you're a different kind of psychic, with the windmill stuff, and my soul can attach to your windmill things with the little metal bug. Interesting... interesting..." She turned in place half way, trotting over to the edge of...

She only looked at him with a brow raised as he dug himself deeper into his hole. "You have a mind world, psychics make mind worlds. And I think I'm much more than just a machine of flesh, and whatever else you are saying. Dragons have different souls than animals do, we can think and talk and...

The world came to her slowly, like she waking from a dream, but in reverse. Then, before anything else, the sound hit her. Loud bangs, one after the other, over and over. It was loud enough that she had to drop to the ground and cover her ears so they wouldn't hurt. He said something, but her...

She sat there quietly, a bit suprised that she would be knocked out, but none the less excited to see what they were going to do. The metal felt cold and strange on her back, and it rested right between her wings where she couldn't reach. She wasn't going to try to move it anyway. She closed one...

She frown at blue, but wavers soon. Her excitement broke through again and she did a little spin on the ground. "Okay, oh wow, oh wowie. We're going to have so much fun adventuring and stuff! And you guys can show me all your windmill-mechanical stuff and I can show you all my living magic stuff...

Liz did her best to focus on all of the questions directed at her, but blue's statement caught her ear in more than one way. "First, yes! I would love to come with you guys! That would be incredible! Second, Ignorance!? How am I supposed to know what all of you are, you're aliens from past the...

"Sideways? Like, bad? I can do bad." She shifted colours to a neon purple and her claws dug into the dirt as she got into a pouncing position. Her tail was still lashing back and forth, now with a bit more vigor. "I am a feirce warrior, just watch. See that tree?" Her jaws opened, and a bright...

She watched carefully, poking the wires delicately with an outstretched claw. "It's so... Tiny... You're so tiny." She sticks her tounge out again, laughing a little. "So... you like... eat the sunlight like a plant?! That's... wow! What else can you do?!"

"Woah..." She trotted over to blue like an excited child. "You are... like... I don't even know!? Living windmills? Show me again!" Her tail waved back and forth behind her, excited energy that she couldn't contain. They were so wild! She wanted to see everything they could do. She wanted to...