Day 106

Song: You Sound Like Louis Burdett

Album: N/A

Artist: Chonny Jash

My Rating: 10/10

#4 PRIME GENTRY

GENTRY-PRIME NOTES: ONTOLOGICAL CARTOGRAPHY

I keep extensive notes of my exact path across the multiverse. These include this highly stylized map I've etched into my armor, which charts every reality I visit by local variance and entropic decay. The large white star on the left denotes my so-called "Prime" reality.

I am aware that's an onto-egocentric perspective. Bite me.

I determine "Local Variance" by studying local instances of myself, charting observable differences against my own nature as a baseline. It's a flawed metric, but it's the only one I've got. It's the same reason I only ever visit realities I exist in: helps me preserve sanity and not get lost.

Gentries? Gentry? Is our name plural or singular? FUCK, what about Variants with totally different names?

After many leaps, I've come to believe that all Gentrys, and thus all universes and entities that emerged within them, exist on a sliding scale of ontological variance: like a hall of mirrors, each more distorted the further I go from the relative vantage point of my origin universe. Following that logic, I believe there must exist a instance of myself that's my perfect ontological opposite. I've dubbed this theoretical doppelganger of mine

"Counter-Gentry".

It's the best name I could come up with. "ANTI-GENTRY", "REVERSE-GENTRY"… … They just don't feel right.

I can't overstate how fucked this is.

Imagine the worst version of yourself: you, with all your potential and ability, but one whose worldview is so completely opposite of yours that they would destroy everything you are because they would view your existence as fundamentally repulsive. A nightmare reflection of you.

Your very own personal "Mr. Hyde".

With how depraved and dangerous some of my instances have been… I've figured out multiversal travel via means of quantum tunneling on an intellectual lark; as my intellectual mirror but moral opposite, they will make all the same discoveries I have, and immediately leverage them to cause harm on an unfathomable scale. This Counter-Gentry variant would be too depraved and dangerous to be allowed to exist in any universe.

And seeing as how I'm the only Gentry I've found traveling along the multiversal constant, the task of putting my personal devil to the sword falls to me. Good news, finding them is easy: every leap I make further from my home brings me closer to them.

Of course, my opposite must be doing the same. The second they crack multiversal travel, they'll realize what I have, and for much the same reason as I'm hunting them, they'll hunt me back. This catastrophic encounter is not just likely, but our antipodal natures make it truly inevitable.

We will find each other.

And when we do, for better or worse, this ends.

Another possibility has kept me up at night lately. If the universe is infinite, then variance must be infinite. Does that mean that there's no PERFECT COUNTER-GENTRY, BUT RATHER AN UNENDING LEGION OF GENTRYS SO DEPRAVED THAT WE'LL INEVITABLY BE DRAWN INTO SOME CRAZY ENDLESS CONFLICT? BY LEAVING MY HOME REALITY, DID I START A MULTIVERSAL WAR… WITH MYSELF?

.........LOG END.........

A new year means a new peak into my "ACROSS THE GENTRYVERSE" project! My patrons voted and they wanted to see what a multiversal Gentry would look like, surely inspired by my good friend @therightrighthand 's awesome Delverse and their character DEL-PRIME. I've fallen out of posting these here, but in fairness, I've got a lot of places to post and this one skipped my mind for this project. I'll make a point of fixing that. Im recommitting myself to making sure that every month, my Patrons will vote on what world to go to, and you'll all see the final results here! In the meantime, GENTRY will continue in his Helldiver 2 comic universe every other week as normal! Thanks Voyagers~

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The freeway was quiet as the patrol trekked down the side of the Freeway in the midnight moonlight. It was always eerie seeing the wide expanse of road empty, and while nighttime wasn't the ideal time to patrol in general, it made it safer to search for their missing colony-mate. But some of them knew it was pointless-- Smokepuff was gone, taken by those humans. And who the hell knew where they were now? No cat would follow this road for as many miles that a car could, and even if they did it was impossible to know which ones to follow after it split up.

"My paws kinda hurt.." Wisteria's voice came from the back of the group, "How long are we going to keep looking?"

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CHANGES:

Skin

- hm no changes

Voice

- breaks a lot more often

Smell

- no change

Body Hair

- no change

Facial Hair

- barely barely visible around upper lip and sideburns

Bottom

- no change

Bewbs/Body

- Sooooo happy my big femme hips and thighs are gone yippee

- unfortunately this means I'm losing my fat ass.... rip queen /j

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I forgot to put the rest but: "Ashen joined."

06.17.20

just finished the math final!! i got an 82% (a low B)!! that’s better than i thought i’d do!! im really proud of myself. i should figure out when i should take the actual placement test. i think im gonna take a break for a bit and let my brain recover from all this math.

✨ Wed - What’s your favorite drink?