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[Tails Doll]

"Observation is more than visual. You don't know, you can't see visually."

[Francine]

"Would I understand visual experiences if you were to describe them using adjectives I may understand?" asked the sphere. It started to change its rate of spinning, going insanely fast to snail-like slow in a matter of moments.

[Celeste Dimentia]

The figure pulled itself from the ground - for there was now a straight line of solid matter all along the empty page. Some kind of base... a supportive surface.

The figure was short, and plump. It was colorless, and as it started forward with a tentative first step, fell to the ground on its face.

"Whaaaaaaa...." the being muttered incoherently, its dull voice expressing no particular emotion, and muffled by that solid surface it was pressed against.

[Tails Doll]

"Yet another visitor, I suppose." Said the slim tall green being.

[Francine]

"State your entrance. I cannot observe you in a visual manner, newcomer," the sphere asked.

[Celeste Dimentia]

[Tails Doll]

"I think out of all of you...I'm the most advanced. I wonder why..." The figure asked itself.

[Francine]

"The ability to witness visual effects is something you posses that I do not. But from the way you address me, I have a sense of being. I am a sphere." Once it called itself what it truly was, another sphere, exactly the same with a darker, but still unremarkable, color appeared.

[Koopler]

"Eh? Who am I Uhh... what am I? Hello? Hello?" It said. "Huh? What's this world? Why do I see nothing. (Don't picture nothing as white, picture it as what you see behind your head.THAT is nothing.)

[Champiness]

"Another question: is this world just coming into existence, or is it the abandoned ruins of a previous world? Either way, I believe we hae to add something to it more than us."

[Celeste Dimentia]

This world... is nothing. It does not have a history... except for the one that we are shaping right now.

"I... I see. But what are these things?"

The figure shook its head, now recognizable as such, upon its body. Two small pinpoints appeared, moving up and down in some motion... ah, yes. Blinking.

How did I know that?

"I see... a color. A visual perception associative to some distinct meaning... a single hue. That color... what is its name? For surely everything, from this world, to us, has a name."