The HitchHiker's Guide to Infinity - Chapter Two

Produced as a reaction to a premonition of this cosmic calamity, The Hitchhiker's Guide to Infinity is a truly remarkable book and a remarkably clever response to the attempted metacide of Yggdrasil. Penned by the man himself and an ever-growing pool of the Loopers he initiated to keep the universes stable, it is more useful than the WestphallMaps.wand website, better selling than the QuadStars Vol. 42 Blu-Ray Box Set, and more divisively contrivertial than Orae Flesher's trilogy of evolutionary rebuttals 'Evolution is Nonsense', '42 finds that contradict evolution', 'Why evolution is a pyramid scheme by globalists to demoralize and destroy humanity as a species.' Though proven to be similar to the flagship series of the highly liberal Great Publishing Corporation of Ursa Minor, it has surpassed it in sales and information as the standard suppository of knowledge and wisdom, and that can be chalked up to three distinct reasons, one being that it is slightly cheaper, the second being that they tried to bury it as 'fake news', third in that it is constantly growing thanks to the imput of the Looper community. Nowhere is this more obvious than the friendly phrase printed on the cover being a common phrase to welcome people into the Infinite Loops 'Keep Calm and Leave your Sanity at the Door'

A-1

Drew could only sit in shock as the guide introduced itself to its audience of friends and family. "So, what you're saying is that there's a deep state out to destroy this tree-"

"Was a deep state, past tense." Jim shrugged as he took a look at the world they found themselves in at the moment. "The only thing left of that now is a blank space where your hub should be."

"Wait, blank?" Drew's eyes widened in fear. "You mean we're all dead!?"

"No, we're not dead." Jim corrected "It just means every atom that composes your universe had been turned into a deadly metafungus that eats away every universe it can reach as it infects countless others with glitches and viruses which spread at Mach 2600 speeds."

Drew glanced to the bearded man. "Faster than Light?"

"Faster than Time." Jim would keep his eyes on pieces of a radio setup that had appeared out of nowhere. "Then again, Time is nothing more than code and save files clumped together by sentient perception so you're better off calling it Faster Than Code, so is this little ping that I'm about to test out right about... now!"

Drew's head started ringing with a strange mental sound that gained the attention of his family. "So, we're nothing but data?"

"Naw, you're organic as the rest of us, it's the barrier that keeps a universe together that is made from calculated light and data." Jim set up the satellite receiver on his setup. "And it keeps a reality-shattering kaboom from wiping out the root of Yggdrasil in a literal vessel of satan himself to retcon existence itself out existence in a blatant attempt at full metacide!"

"Metacide?" If poor old Drew weren't sweating bullets during the lifting of his neighborhood, this would leave him drenched in his own bodily fluids by the time this snip is done.

"The erasure of the very idea of a person, a place, a thing..." Jim was focusing on materializing a skeleton key into his hand. "And here's the kicker: an idea.

Drew slumped in his birthday chair. He was in utter shock at the notion of reality being completely negated on a conceptual level.

"Thankfully you are clearly watching me, a person, unlock the door of what's clearly a fellow looper's house, a place, with what you'd clearly call a skeleton key, a thing, with my intention clearly being to introduce you to this branch's Anchor, an idea." Jim opened the door and walked into the kitchen of that house where he picked up a box snacks. "This very conversation in this very house with this very box of Cheez-Its about this very topic means that the metacide clearly failed."

"Then what the hell are we doing here?" Drew complained.

"Ah, that's the beauty part." Smiled Jim as he tugged Drew closer "See, there's this thing in 68% of the universes hooked up to Yggdrasil that renders time to pass a bit differently like a sort of 'safe mode' for spacetime where a specific chunk of time repeats over and over for as long as it takes to solve the big problem they've caused."

A yawn is heard in the background, the source of it was a sleepy-eyed young teenager in pajamas with an odd pink hairdo adorning her head "...morning."

"Hello there, Pinkie." Jim smiled to the girl in pajamas. "We finally implemented these guys from the root of Yggdrasil and we're giving them a tour of the Loops!"

"A Tour!?" Pinkie's smile grew wider and pulled Drew's arm on her way to her branch's local anchor. You see, In order for the coding of a loop to be properly completed, there has to be a stabilizing constant that could exist throughout all the iterations of each universe. They couldn’t just simply have every single person’s memory be reset with every restart, not only because of the chaos that would wrought, but because the universe and all its variants would just collapse due to sheer data overload. Thus, after even more deliberation, they ended up coming to a solution: the creation of “Anchors”.

The idea of creating an Anchor was simple: one person from each dominant universe within the multiverse would be selected to not lose their memories at the end of each Loop, and instead keep all of them throughout every single iteration. They’d be reliving the same period of their life over and over again, fully aware that time was repeating itself. The idea was that, the strongest-willed individuals in each reality would be chosen to be the one that “anchored” the existence of their section of the multiverse, and as long as they were alive and active, their universe and all its variants would continue to exist.

Obviously, such a realization would have lasting impacts upon one’s psyche if left unchecked, so the Admins decided to add something “extra” to try and make it a bit less strenuous for the Anchors: the allowance of others to Loop along with them.

Snug in bed lay the anchor of this world: A red-headed pubescent female ape descendant named Nina. It was her strong bonds with two of her friends built upon friendship and trust that allowed them both to loop alongside her. These other Loopers didn’t have a specific designation, mind you, but it was agreed upon that this will be the only way that other individuals would be allowed to retain their memories across Loops.

Now, there's a vital duality for these anchors and their admins, Anchors will warm up to the people they were familiar with now continuing their existence alongside them throughout all the Loops as a fixed constant in their lives. On the Admin side, well... let's just wait until a certain other character is available before we jump to any conclusions.

"Nina, we have guests!" smiled Pinkie as the redhead named Nina shuffled her body out of her sheets to find the two normies from another world. "They're just as loopy as us!"

"...really now?" Nina swung her legs off of her mattress and laid themselves firmly onto the ground. "Are those the root earthlings we keep hearing whispers about?"

"Two among sixty-four million, my Anchor." Jim curtsied before the redheaded youth, much to her flattery. "I personally lifted this man's family and two of his former employees into the savefile, I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all, Mister Hexten." Pinkie did an honorable salute as she marched to her close friend's side. "What do you want to do first."

"Well, I'd perfer to see what a regular day is for you if you don't mind." stated Drew. "Maybe stop for a cup of coffee, see if there's still an InfoWars store in this Infinite Loops business."

Pixel Pinkie merely tilted her head which told the one time 'Mister DeeP DiSH' all he needed to know. "Could you at least guide us through your day?"

"Usually, We try our hands at a specific wish." Pinkie smiled before getting an idea "Why not visit Africa?"

"It seems like a pretty good idea!" Nina then rummaged through her shadow and fetched a bright neon-pink cellular phone. "There it is, make sure there are people holding onto your body, Pixel Pinkie!"

Drew was raising an eyeball to this. "And why's that?"

Nina pressed a purple button on the center of her cell phone and magic began to emminate from Pinkie's chest which erupted into a stream of pure energy which looped sideways and skyways before manifesting as a sort of holographic copy of Pixel Pinkie all the way down to her smiling face. "Ta-da! Next stop: The Serengeti!"

As she prepared to have group spirited away to the African Wilds, Jim and Drew caught Pinkie's lifeless human body just before all four humans... rather three humans and a corpse stripped of her soul, are teleported off to Africa only to meet a full den of lions.

"Oops." Pixel Pinkie's expression of sheer embarrassment was enough for Jim to pull out some key advice.

"This brings me to another important item any four-dimensional hitchhiker should have." Jim passed a towel to each Looper as the lions marched ever closer. "There are a hundred and three more uses than you think, so no matter how dangerous life gets, no matter how many mistakes you make, no matter how many ideas the Satanic death lords get to purge the planet of humanity, you always gotta know where your towel is."

Sure enough, each Looper laid upon their towels and pressed their hands against their chests. The Lions snarled as they closed in to pounce upon the screaming loopers, fearing their fates as the Lions gnaw away at their bodies to end their lives and the loop.

The Digital Genie is a most mischievous albeit rather forgetful creature of the multiverse. One moment it would say that it had always wanted to be a real human girl when just the other day it had said it had always wanted to be a lofty supermodel which are two radically different aspirations to certain sane individuals. Similar to the Synapse System which uses gadgets and technology to grant wishes instead of the straight-up reality dilution of the common Fairy Godparent, the very nature of these particular organism prove the digital nature of this secular offshoot of existence therefore proving once and for all that their universe is far from the very center of reality itself whilst also demonstrating how far the act of producing universes has come from the days of binary code and flat-pallette worlds.

A-2

Jim and Drew Awoke in the middle of a sidewalk to find that their towels have shifted somwhat. "What just happened?"

"our Awakening, my friend." They rolled over onto the grass and picked up their towels. "two feet to the left, not exactly far, innit."

"Well, that's one use for Towels out." Stated Drew before immediately asking: "What exactly was the beer for back home?"

"To soften up your system." Jim bluntly answered. "Likewise the Popcorn and Peanuts were for protein and Iodine."

"Neat." Drew was not exactly certain of those words, so he asked: "How long exactly will we be staying here?"

"Counting that previous loop, Fifty in total." reminded Jim.

"And then home?"

Jim could only frown with regret and remorse to Drew's question. "Drew... Your universe has been destroyed. No matter how many chunks we could salvage, what we couldn't save was the hellmouth your universe had been converted into over the past century, we had to pull the plug."

"Bother..." Drew thought of the people and places he'll miss from the world, his friends from his school life lost forever, The folks at the party rendered probably homeless. No! He had to focus, he had to keep his mind off of the gloom and doom, focus on something important. "My Disney Infinity Figurines would have been worth a fortune."

"No, they wouldn't." smiled Jim before changing the subject. "Now, we need to check in with Nina to see if she's getting her phone for the loop, what do you need to survive the next several months."

"Can't say cause I'm not sure..." Drew wandered for a bit wondering which supplies he'll need. "Oh, Spaghetti! Groceries, too! Clearly, we need those!"

"Naturally." Smiled Jim as they marched over to Nina's house to climb over to her room. "Good morrow, dear Nina! How goes the Loop thus far?"

Nina frowned upon the question. "Bad."

"Why bad?"

The picked up her new phone for the loop, painted navy-blue as opposed to bright pink, and pressed the center button and from the blue streak of magical energy came a energetic young lad roughly the age of Nina and her friend Anna.

"A punishment loop has befallen Pixel Pinkie." The blue sprite bowed to their elders. "My apologies and condolences."

"Ah, yes. You know how easy it is to knock a Loop off its rocker by killing the anchor." Jim adjusted his suit and extend his hand to the blue boy. "I do hope she's not at Eiken."

"She isn't." said the boy in blue. "She's in a Disney Sitcom."

Drew then shook the blue boy's hand "Pleasure to meet you, Pixel... Peter, is it?"

"...Christ, you think all Digital Genies have names that start with pixel, do you!?" barked the boy in blue with offended rage. "It's Peter Pixel."

A-3

Nina was off to fetch her magic phone after putting up with Peter Pixel for a Loop while Drew Awoke into existence with his towel up to the upper back of him. What shocked Drew was the cable box laid out in front of him, he didn't expect to see it at his feet when he laid down the towel for the Loop. Whatever it was, it probably related to these Loops so he grabbed the remote and flipped the channel to to 787.

"What do you get when we serve up a missile launcher and the President of the United States?" Oh, the Young Turks. What else is on?

"THEY SHOT TRUMP IN THE DICK! WHY!?" InfoWars on the ever-so-subtle Channel 1776, perhaps a double digit network isn't as political.

"The Leader of the free world removed from his office by the literal Balls!" Mark Dice on 36, every bit as political.

Back to Cenk Ugur on 787: "Entire damn White House, just gone. And that is just the start. Remember all these conspiracy theories about globalist tyrants serving to destroy America, turns out, it's worse."

On InfoWars, Millie Weaver is reporting from a heavenly world "I'm here as a digital projection in Adminspace where Admins of all Shapes and Sizes are working to piece together the mess left by the Pedovores, Said to be our natural Predators."

On Channel 96 was none other than Mister 'What's a Reviewer Wall?' himself, Lewis Lovhaug. The Vigilante Linkara. "Turns out, they've been slowly enslaving us mammalian scum for almost an entire century now."

Also on his own channel, Paul Joseph Watson on Channel 76 "Once I got over the surprise of Gods actually existing in our modern world, Imagine my shock when their Rapture Fleet claim that the Globalists turned out to be actual lizard-creatures made entirely out of Molten Carbon."

On Channel 86, Bill Still was Still Reporting on the Pedovores "These creatures also sustain themselves with Flouride to nourish the false skin, aluminum to strengthen their gums, and all sorts of creepy chemicals that are toxic to the legitimate human race they have infiltrated."

On 1776, Leftist-proclaimed 'conspiracy theorist' Alex Jones was dumbfounded by the dark truth of the globalists that have haunted him and the rest of the Earth for so long. "So not only are they killing everybody, they're healing themselves with our resources! How much more parasitic can you get!?"

"As it turns out, these bozos are spewing propaganda to dampen Trump's Cred and provoke radical-" A channel flip to Mark Dice completed Cenk's sentence with: "Liberal Lunatics to kill as many Republicans as they can before the cops lock their asses behind bars,"

"Well, it's going to look rather hard when the world is outright obliterated." Spoken like a guy with common sense, Paul. Cenk naturally agreed. "Of Course! Of course these Pedovore Punks would flush our planet before the Admins get a shot at us."

"But here's the good news in this hellhole of a situation, all these Pedovores were scrunched into the twisted maw of Hell where they belong!" And for once, Cenk Ugyur of The Young Turks agreed with Alex Emmerick Jones of InfoWars, the clip from known pedovore Bill Clinton said it all. "Ladies and Gentlemen, We got him."

"Down Goes the Deep State! Down Goes the Deep State! Down Goes the Deep State!" Cenk was celebrating in his studio.

"But at What Cost?" Questioned Watson on 76, a flip to 787 then reminded "The Top Gods have deemed our little universe to be just... too far gone to salvage and thus have naturally rewired to a better world with free market for all nations, restricted money in global politics, and a lot more fictions and entertainment to choose from. Not sure what that last one means, but what can ya do?"

"So this 'High State' has uprooted the Deep State and revealed all the Benedict Arnolds for the parasites that they are only to have a few of them pull the rug from under them." Bill had the right idea as did Mark "Endrimorne and his Ilk blew up our planet and wiped out our universe before the Lespirans could do the deed, and naturally kept on going!"

"One by two by three by four by plenty other numbers, Endrimorne ate a metric ton of parallel 'near-hubs', plenty of which have went full 90s and put the Clintons back in office." Leave it to a guy who lived with a dork who essentially lived and breathed Leifeld to know how 90s this decade could've turned out.

"Lespirans naturally put the sucker down like the Loser he was, and whoosh went the frozen carcass of a job well done but sadly, the damage is already done." Cenk pointed out the obvious as Alex Jones raged against the dastards that got them all here "Now all of time and space is doomed to forever repeat itself over and over and Over And Over And OVER AND OVER AND IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!! WE TOLD YOU IF ANYTHING GOES DOWN, WE'D BLAME YOU AND HERE WE ARE!"

Cenk asked the ultimate question: "With the world we loved gone and all the other universes locked into safe mode, what happens now in the wreckage of Yggdrasil?"

A flip to Watson's channel was swift to answer: "The World Tree is being rebuilt as we speak, for they naturally have the technology. But guess what? They aren't gonna fix our 'Earth got blued up' problem."

Drew flipped the channel to absolute zero, and saw a press release pay out with a group of two men and three women in military dress uniforms. The guy at the far left had a beard and flowing locks, the guy on the far right was as plain as could be. The golden-haired woman sobbed with regret as the exotic-skinned woman guzzled bottles of sake, her curves and height seeming to grow into the suit she was wearing. The only one of the three that seemed fully composed was the brunette that was speaking to the press.

"Our top angels are sorting out which humans can be salvaged for revival." she spoke with a calm, commanding voice. "But in honor of our late friend Gerald, it is with a heavy heart that we announce that we will not recreate the original universe that he himself spent the first six days of existence creating."

Wait, this Gerald is the god?

Hold on, he's dead?!

"So now we're stuck here in these pocket dimensions called televoid until they fix up Yggdrasil, unable to age and unable to escape." A quick channel flip to 1776 showed Alex Jones was just as bummed out as Cenk, even moreso if you consider what was on the line. "Here's to hoping that my family can be coded into our happy little bubble cause... I miss my kids, I really do."

Drew flipped to Linkara, a melancholy expression on not only his face... "If there's anyone out there who can reach in and contact the Televoid, then to quote a subpar movie in an iconic franchise: We are here, We are waiting."

...but also Still's face... "We all need each other more now than ever."

...Watson's face... "No matter what happens, just remember that we've been given this second and last chance as a dominant species."

...Cenk's Face... "We all gotta be strong, so strong that we're, of course... Too Strong."

...And the sunken mug of Alex Jones "Earth is dead. Long live Earth."

The Televoid screen closes up and retreats into its box as music begins to play.

"Pixel Pinkie, Welcome song Zero." Nina glared to her only Looping friend from her home.

"The one for survivors of the lost branch?" Whispered the digital djinn. "It's so gloomy..."

"Well, considering the condition of his now nonexistent branch, it's kind of a given." Nina sighed as her stare refocused itself on Drew Lea Maine.

<dl>Nina: I'm sorry for when the Admins decreed it.
I'm sorry that your earth has been deleted.
I'm sad your family's not quite there
But now there's endless time to spare
Fifty Loops per 'verse, how should we spend them?

Drew tried to answer the question proposed and what escaped his lips danced to the rhythm.

<dl>

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<dl>

<dl>

<dl><dl>Drew: Perhaps I could keep going with my webshow
Without my boss dictating what I upload.
But there's still goofs he might pick out.

"Like slapping the same AV clip before a second take of a live joke?" Anna pointed out with my phone in her hand.

</dl><dl>Pix: But now ain't no time to shout.
When endless lives can sprout with every download! </dl></dl></dl></dl></dl></dl></dl>

We found ourselves atop a British tram going at breakneck speed.

<dl>Together: It's why we Loop within this Dead World Walking.
We're sorry that you're from a Dead World Walking.
Nina: We know you tried your best to fight
the motives of these parasites.
Pix: At least you have survived
Together: beyond your Dead World Walking! </dl>

Drew glanced to everyone who was getting in who was now singing and Dancing to and fro. "Okay, My body's out of control, wut."

"Two rare happenstances exclusive to the Infinite Loops," reassured Pixel Pinkie "one being the power of music..."

<dl>Pix: And then there are these monsters out to kill you.
Each sporting glitchy powers that may thrill you.
Together: Crashing every Loop they see.
They even stole a factory
With seven ways to Sunday built to end you </dl>

Drew's mind raced with fear of the imminent danger that might ensue if he finds himself in the same Loop with these Malicious Looping Entities.

<dl>Come on!
Nina: So seize the day,
Together: and live this Dead World Walking!
Pix: Just keep the course,
Together: survive the Dead World Walking!
And now's always the time
do or do not, you just can't try.
cause there's no place to fly from the Dead World Walking! </dl>

Next he knew, Drew found himself being walked through a jungle by Nina and Pinkie with Jim merely along for the ride with Special Guest Star Carrot Top.

<dl>And its nature's cruel, you know
Nina: that's why its beautiful.
Together: It leaves Loopers numb inside
Pix: in numerous degrees.
Drew: So the tree's unfair,
My family's out there...
Pix: But here, it's beautiful.
Together: Let's make this beautiful!
Drew: That's fine with me. </dl>

A sudden three on three in nature ensues, Nina, Anna and Pixel Pinkie against Drew, Jim and Comedian Carrot Top. They dashed across the woods, bracing all sorts of danger. Anna tripped on a snake, Carrot Top was slammed against a truck, Jim halted before they crossed the swamp. Nina hopping from rock to rock, Pinkie's human shell 'drowning' and her digital (for lack of a better word) ghost pulling it out before Drew emerged with his lower torso reduced to bones. Nina did one final Slam Dunk as she sang.

<dl>Yeah! Full steam ahead!
Knock on this Dead World Walking!
Drew: What about my eMail address?
Pix: Come break the game!
Together: Rock the Dead World Walking!
Drew: I think you don't get the process! </dl>

The two grabbed Drew's shoulders as they dragged him off through the city on an electronic recliner. And no sooner did the recliner get sandwiched between two motorcycles created by the Digital Genie.

<dl>Together: No sleep tonight for you,
Better chug your Mountain Dew!
Drew: M'kay, m'kay.
Nina: Get your ass in gear,
Together: Make those worries disappear!
Drew: M'kay, m'kay!
Nina: Slap dat macbook air,
Pix: Bust up there and there and there
Together: No more talking!
Drew: Whoa, whoa! Hey, hey!
All: Yeah, yeah! </dl>

Drew stood up atop the chair, fully enveloped in the song the sirens sang.

<dl>Together: Love this Dead World Walking!
Drew: Whoa, whoa! Hey, hey! Wait, wait!
Together: Love this Dead World Walking!
Drew: Whoa, whoa! Hey, hey! Wait, wait!
Together: Love the Dead World Walking!
All: Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Carrot Top: *Michael Jackson HOO!*
All: Yeah!!! </dl>

And no sooner did he fall over stone dead, to the girls' horror.

"Come off it, little ladies." Jim sighed. "He'll be back next Loop."

A-5

"Check it out, everyone! Nina's Wearing Baby Socks!" Suzi always pointed out the socks and her flunkies always acted to rub salt in the wound.

"Catch the wrong bus, preschooler?" asked Emily is searing jest.

"Maybe she's going bowling." Proposed Nicki.

I failed to notice when they noticed about me. "Has her chest gotten bigger?"

---

After turning up to buy new clothes, I had walked in during Suzi's appointment with an agent. The reaction was one to expect from him. "Oh, Love it! Love it! Love it! Perfect height and figure, too. Love it!"

Suzi had her fit and the agent asked me for my name and I replied: "My name? It's Nina."

I cluched my neck, realizing that it's dropped an Octave in the middle of my response, the agent's gushing was all that was needed to confirm my fear. "Somehow I knew I was skewing a bit too young."

"Young?" snarled Suzi as I snuck to find a mirror, sure enough it filled me in on how my body filled out. Ample bussom, rounded rump, sharpened face, I looked fresh out of college! Pixel Pinkie definitely had a lot of explaining to do, that's for sure.

A-7

A man arrived at the classroom, his face was obscured by a bright red bang over his golden hair, an orange headband complimenting the bright-yellow and yellow-green striped collar of the lime green jacket over the dark blue vest he wore over his baby-blue button shirt. Indigo pants cover the purple tube socks underneath his reddish violet shoes.

"So, up and coming American Author AC Elmore." Introduced Mister Maine, a teacher for the Loop. "What do you say about your education."

"You'll learn absolutely nothing from these State-Run Indoctrination Camps they have the gall to call Schoolhouses" said the old Wizard, clearly disgruntled by the girl in pink. "They only serve to raise generations of slaves willing to follow the illusion of a global climate upheaval, saying that the only way to avert it is to shut down as a nation, as a society, as a species... And it's all rooted in Brussels."

AC Elmore's controversial opinions inevitably wound up getting Drew fired from his teaching job...

A-10

...Which ment absolutely nothing when time and space repeated itself endlessly.

This time, he went with being a Gym Class coach. That way his opinions can't get in the way, and he can get in some more exercise.

"Leftists crave dat Right-Wing blood!"

"Leftists crave dat Right-Wing blood!"

"The Civil War will be their Flood!"

"The Civil War will be their Flood!"

An American Ninja Warrior course lined the gym. (Made out of survivable obstacles, naturally, none of the ninja killers.) Each student hustled to Drew's tone and when he faltered, they faltered along with him.

Thankfully, Drew was just the help.

"C'mon, Hustle, Hustle!" At the boisterously british voice's demand, Pixel Pinkie she wobbled her way across the Rolling Log, keeping her distance from Nina who was a bit ahead of her. Pinkie jumped onto the Log Grip and felt each sudden drop shake her young body, making her way to the Stair Hopper as she clung to the four-foot steel bar. Though she does relatively fine with the drops, it's getting back up that proves to be too much for her and thus she lands in the ball pit. "If any of you are Loopy, then step it up!"

The head coach walked up to Pinkie. She was incredibly tall, built like an amazon. Her auburn hair and golden eyes complimented her bright red Letterman jacket. Her cocked smile giving off a reassuring maternal warmth, like a confident older sibling. "You okay, twinkle toes?"

"That's Toph's thing, isn't it, Roxy?" Asked Pinkie.

"Only when it's her on Aang." Smirked Roxy.

"Hold up?" spoke Drew after clearing the Salmon Ladder. "You know the Avatar?"

"No, but I have heard good things from my boyfriend." remarked Roxy as she helped Pinkie back up.

Jim carted over a supply of basketballs "So what, is your boyfriend from the corresponding 'verse or-"

"Not even close."

A-13

The need for “constants” in an Anchor’s life was necessary was because, as the Admins found out, to their great displeasure, Yggdrasil’s code didn’t always cooperate with them. It became abundantly clear that the Loopers not only repeated events in their home universe over and over, but sometimes, another universe might come in and merge itself with their own universe for that Loop. The first known case of this was during one of the Sailor Moon and Neon Genesis Evangelion Loops, when an Awake Sailor Jupiter ended up taking the place of Misato Katsurugi, leaving a baffled and Awake Shinji Ikari. Not only that, but instead of fighting against the Angels, NERV was tasked with fighting the forces of the Dark Kingdom, led by Queen Beryl. It was extremely confusing for all Awakened people involved, of course. These ended up being called “Fused Loops”, as a result.

Then, there was another factor that was almost as migraine-inducing: Variant Loops. Variant Loops were oh-so-special iterations of a universe where certain things would be changed from how they were normally supposed to be, with various different scenarios, relationships, and entire locations changing to a large extent. They pretty much were alternate universes from the perspectives of any Loopers from the original universe that Awoke in them. The first known instance of this happening was when one of the Harry Potter Loops ended up involving Harry, Ron, and Hermoine Awakening to a world where magic was well-known to the world at large, and there was no secrecy on the part of the Ministry of Magic.

As a result, a “normal” Loop ended up being called a “baseline” one, a Loop where all the original events that were supposed to play out in the universe did. These were the easiest types for the Loopers to deal with, for obvious reasons: they knew everything that was about to happen.

"Now, these fused loops are a sort of synchronization of specific branches of Yggdrasil." stated Jim the Fork. "You could be replacing a background character like with our case or you could replace a main character."

"But the beast's the same as he ever was!" complained Drew the spoon. "Who in the blazes is Pixel Pinkie replacing!?"

"I think I know," Nina used her feather quill form to direct her comrade's attention towards Pixel Pinkie sporting a blue dress and a silver bow.

"Come on, Ol Beast! I just want to try out some new detective comic tech I plucked earlier!" Cried Pixel Pinkie as she fired all sorts of trick arrows at the Beast.

"But did you have to bring it here of all things!?" The Beast was loosing patience with Pinkie's eagerness to try her hand at Archery after Looping in as a vigilante.

"Just hold still," Pinkie focused her Ki into her Flamenrozen Burst, which uses the bloom of a rose (Pinkie was using a rose she found under a glass case.) to burst through the Beast's chest in a firey explosion.

"Holy crow... I really overdid it, didn't I, Nina..."

Silence.

"Nina?"

The Rose burnt down to the last petal, so too, humanity is washed away, killing the citizens of the castle forevermore. The maître d'hôtel would be activated as a Looper by enduring the shock of someone destroying the rose and dooming the castle's staff and tennants. But that is another story and shall be told another time.

A-16

Mom, Mems, Thatch, Ponyo, Sosuke, Lydz, Uncle Shawn,

I don't exactly know where you might be, but I won't divulge where I wrote this letter. I now understand why Warner Globalists doubled down on CNN Trump Hate and left Cartoon Network to rot under Christina Miller's contempt.

I now see the reasoning for the Admins seeking to wipe the universe we once called home. So by all means, let go of earth, It was too far gone since Obama's ina-

The ringtone of Nina's phone could be heard from within the closet, and the digital magic filled the air as Pixel Pinkie immediately manifested her human body and glomped onto Nina in tears.

"There, there..." said Nina as she comforted her magic friend. "I bet Eiken sucked hard, yeah?"

"I'm so sorry, Nina..." she sobbed.

Nina hugged Pinkie back. "It's alright..."