Singin' Sinatra...

What a day this has been, what a rare mood I’'m in, why it’s al-most like bein' in love”.

My dad loved Sinatra. Always played him before dinner when I was a kid. And it seems like for the past week I haven'’t been able to get that song out of my head. Oh, before I go off on another tangent, I should mention that I found Trish, my sister! And I’ll be the first to admit that we both cried like two little ninnies for a good hour. I really missed her.

Turns out, Trish trickled in with a handful of other travelers and she’s been helping me show them around. I'’ll admit, she’s had to fake it a little since this island is as new to her as it is to everyone else. And since the Involvium effect is causing the island metamorphose constantly, I wake up to something new every day. This morning I awoke to one of those giant Idol-heads, like from Easter Island, staring right at me.

Trish and I aren’'t bickering like we used to. Seems like we’re not sweating the small stuff anymore, and we’re seeing each other for who we really are. Oh, before I forget, Involvium Ventures Mining has invited me to join the company and I said yes! Even signed a contract on the spot. I kinda feel like Tatu from Fantasy Island now, acting as liaison between the expeditionary team and the new guests. Well, Trish and I are having lunch together out by the giant Idol, so, from your loyal metaverse blogger, I big you “adieu” for now. (I learned that from one of the new guests - a really suave Algerian guy ;-P )

The Nature of Involvium Energy...

It's late now... I reported my findings to the team, and we've been working like fiends to try to replicate the effect.

So now, its been confirmed that the Involvium Energy did manifest my little flying creature from the page. We've tested it a few times. Our engineer would draw something, pass a current through the involvium so that it released energy through the lens...

And whatever was there would manifest on the island. Some small things, like my creature, would be quick. A couple of hours at the most. Some of the larger items, they are still manifesting. Growing outward from the motes of involvium sparks that float about the island like ephemeral ghosts of fireflies.

Was it the drawings themselves? No. We wrote words on the papers, too. And what they said were manifest when exposed to the energy focused by the crystal. It seems an expression of our will is all that is necessary... something that focuses our intent.

As for my little creature, he stays with me. I feel like Prospero... controlling elemental forces I don't understand. So I've named my little "it" Caliban. Hopefully, he'll have a better temperament than his literary namesake. Of course, Prospero's darker nature conjured spirits he couldn't control... I worry about that too.
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Our little island camp is now populated with our dreams, with more being born every hour. I know I've been sounding positively literary the last post or two... I guess the events of the last while have temporarily taken my snark-generator offline.

Trish, is this world of dreams and possibility what you have found?

An Amazing Discovery!

I woke up this morning, and something unbelievable has happened... we've been scramblign around to explain it and I haven't had a chance to write about it until now. It's still mind-boggling.

After writing to you and scanning the picture of my little dream-friend last night, I left it near the machines. Between one of our focusing lenses used for the scanning device and a piece of involvium, to be specific.

And what did I find when I woke up?... my dream creature had disappeared from the page! But hold it, that's not the amazing part.

Sitting right near the paper was my dream creature. Real, three-dimensional... and physically here as I am.

Holy crap, what have they found? What IS this stuff? At this very moment, our engineer is adjusting the machine to see if he can duplicate this effect. I'm shaking -- not sure if I want it to succeed or not.

Stay tuned...