The Brondo Scrolls

Asstrology: The Mgraskian Calendar

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Chrone Zone

Do not venture to understand what I say to you, this is folly. Instead, endeavor to create the Truth from my words....

Excerpt from Fluellen's Dirge

Sing for he lives to destroy Sing for he loves his lacroix A pox, a pox, a pox! The demon of time A long trail of slime He sits on a blackened bone chair. ...

Proby-1

Proby Glan-Glan stood staring, mouth agape. The great spires of the Chrome City towered above his old onion. Sure, he had seen incredible things, one doesn’t space-skip without seeing their fair share of marvels but the Chrome City of Flandergon was a stallion of a different colour. That colour, of course, being chrome....

Fluellen-I

“Sing for he lives to destroy...

A History of Brondo and His Very Scrolls

It is difficult to pinpoint the exact origins of Brondo, as its sentience was the product of a complex evolution sparked by a series of technological missteps. However, most sufficiently duned academics have placed Brondo’s origins somewhere in the 420th Eon PL (Pre Lyle). Little is known about Brondo’s creators besides the fact that they appear to be some form of clandestine order that built Brondo as an independent communications network capable of transmitting signals across the far reaches of SpaceTime using simple quantum entanglement and gamma-ray frequencies to simulcast data free from the shackles of empiric regulation and time via Direct Inter-dimensional Noiseless Gamma-ray Discourse-enhancing Operator-guided Nano Gizmos (DINGDONGs, for short). The Operator was the name given to the simple intelligence used for coordinating communications via the Brondo network....

Cool Todd-II

Pre-Lukas real-time refractions of husk-minds often found themselves misting vaguely into space time, but their awareness is usually diluted to the point of hallucination. Lukas was different, the consciousness-bubble he projected retained its real-time agency, seeming to only be enhanced by exposure to Space Tim Stellations that usually sent the husk-mind hurtling to the abyss of nexus purgatory. ...

Asstrology: On The Existence Of The Sun And Moon

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Proby-II

“There is a place between waking life and the slumbering darkness. In a moist soil bed rich in nutrients lies the very seed of existence. Below: the inky blackness of an Unwavering Night. Above: the sparkly sunshine of the Garden Of Day. Within the seed is programmed every possible outcome of every conceivable past and future. The spine that holds the bones of reality in place. The cosmic nervous system sending pain and pleasure out to the fingies and toesies of The Whole Body. It should be no surprise that every answer to every question can be found therein. It is here that you shall find your quarry among the myriad slices of time.”...

Pore Structure: Energetic Juice Flows

Scienetic techniques have revealed nested layers of structure in the tissue of reality. At each layer, a network of pores and voids provides constraints and channels for the flow of energetic juice. The membranes of the pores are themselves composed of finer pores and voids. It remains unclear whether there is a fundamental reductive pore structure at the bottom or whether it is an infinite regress, but intuition suggests regress....

The Edge of Time

Thrice duned, the shamanic chronambulus traverses SpaceTime, dispensing nugs of truth to those creeptures primed to imbibe. Be ye of this stock, draw deep when thine time is nigh. ...

Cool Todd-I

“real-time refractions of husk-minds often found themselves misting vaguely into space time, but their awareness is usually diluted to the point of hallucination. This was different, the consciousness-bubble projected retained its real-time agency, seeming to only be enhanced by exposure to Space Tim Stellations that usually sent the husk-mind hurtling to the abyss of nexus purgatory.” - Brondo Listener to Brondo, casual conversation...

The Writing of Flurp Derbson: cleany boy

“I am a cleany boy, my duty is to clean. My guts belong to the cleany men, I have sworn an oath.”...

Calcareous Epiphragm and Helix Pomatia-I

“Were it feasible one might extrapolate from the given data that Detective MacLellan was himself an extension of the future-past manifestations of True Light Lylekas. However this alley of Tim’s Nexus has been heavily obscured by the slime of the Time Snails and data is therefore tainted by their iridescent ooze”...