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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Blackroot" data-source="post: 3626443" data-attributes="member: 50753">The purple disk glows brighter and grows until all that can be seen is the violet world that has become Blackroot's office; Searcion falls to the ground, seemingly unconscious. <a href="http://blogfiles.wfmu.org/KG/popcorn/mescherin's-orchestra-Popcorn.mp3" target="_blank">PLay me.</a>A mad beat surrounds you, it's tribal and alien beat consumes your body, you are unable to stop yourselves from bobbing your heads to the beat. You shift your shoulders and your hips to the funky-fresh tunes. They grow louder as time passes and you're totally grovin' for like, yeah.From out or the shadowy purple madness forms a humanoid being. It grows larger as time passes, the silhouetted form moves to the music and what appear to be arms and legs move in serpentine fashion across the figure.The violet form takes shape, and you can make out a scantly-clad indigo woman dancing provocatively to the music. Her eyes fixated on the travelers. A panoply of purple shapes whirl and writhe behind her-- she sings to the beat "It is not yet your time. You will only find what you seek in the outermost reaches of your world, your journey will span through space, time and consciousness. We shall meet again, my Vuulothi." The music continues as you pass back into the shrouded purpleness behind you. Her form becomes once again clouded with violetness. The music subsides.And with that, the world you once knew returns to you and you sit, now in comfy chairs, in Blackroot's office.</blockquote>

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