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The Slyxlonia home world never looked so picturesque! The monotone light lit up most of Aggart, Qaatah, and Ortian Zi.

The Hazzonians, the Yarrerranos, and a number of other races, all planned for the quantum underlighting on the unified Slyxlonia planet. This Quad-annual event was cherished by all of the planets inhabitants.

Dixy Oohan, one of the leading celebrationists of the Oombahcan's Solar Community, had been in the main front for many revolutions. He was keyed on planet unity as well as astronomical beauty. It was all a win win situation.

"Ah....to have less appendages!" Said Dixy, as one of his multiple arms knocked over a Wingate bustabule.

His close friend, Yah-ee-oot, snickered.

"No comments from the Loobah gallery!" responded Dixy, to Yah's sarcasm.

Yah-ee-oot looked up at Dixy's huge head. It let out it's own glow in the auditorium's lighting. His multiple extremities, with all their joints, were all doing different jobs. One arm was constantly waving at dignitaries in the upper tiers of the amphitheater. Another one shook hands with the ambassadors, scientists, and the others on the lower floor. One offshoot was performing interdimensional equations on a Quasadatone Multi-function Device. His lime green skin and inset veins pulsed with each task. His lower extremities avoided running into or knocking over the many scientific displays of self-substaining robotic endeavors, self-grown organic pseudo-lifeforms, miniature negative universes, and numerous other high profile experiments.

Both Oombahcanians smiled at each other and continued their hosting responsibilities.

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It had floated around numerous galaxies for eons. It's exact origins - unknown. The being, in it's semi-developed mind, dreamed of beautiful nebulae. It could see far away planets of magma and skinny, glowing aliens. The entity imagined breathing air made of helium and boron. It was thinking about a species of hairy mammals when suddenly it realized it was nearing an unknown planet. The planet was a beautiful mixture of a majority of water, with land in a much smaller quantity. It had blue seas with startling white cloud formations. The thing had not seen another planet like it. It must visit this place.

The organism began reentry. It knew that if it kept it's speed relatively slow, it wouldn't suffer any significant damage. The being's inherit knowledge told it to go into transparency mode as soon as it cleared the outer atmosphere. It cleared the outer atmosphere.

The entity began sensing thought waves. They were baffling. The patterns of electromagnetic waves seemed to exhibit primitive and chaotic thoughts. Yet, a few of the sequences showed spans of intelligence and reasoning. Seemingly, endless other electronic pulses could be registered from the unique planet. Energy sources, mostly medium amounts, were teeming planet-wide. The creature began deliberating what location to subjugate into.

It decided on a series of tall structures that seemed to be in a state of delapidation. The amount of living essences also seemed to be in less numbers there. The entity began final dimensional merging procedures. Once again, it's internal knowledge guided it to the most logical, safest assimilation spot. It instigated it's heated plasma waves, directed toward the melting locale.

Contact was made. The creature began dehiberation and transformation cycles.

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Qotor floated in the Allotus abyss. The planet life, in all of their different shapes and masses, flew around him. Artemitis, Ulto, and even the Mijijo seemed to flow as the Allotus day was coming to a close. The Ulto, an eel-like creature, swam around in the thick Allotus atmosphere, teasing Qotor with the clicking sound that it made as it encircled him. The Mijijo, mimicking Qotor's moves, let out a sigh as it knew that the long Allotus day was coming to an end. And that would mean that he would not be visible again until the next solar day, his existence suspended until tomorrow. Qotor looked down and saw the tiny Ulto playing in an Odeosphere. How cute it looked, flouncing about in the nitrogen/carbon bubble. As Qotor headed toward his personal quarters he let out a laugh and felt rejuvenated. He disappeared through the mucous membrane as the abyss prepared for nighttime.

Qotor wasn't surprised as his reappearance through the electromagnetic screening was greeted by his Gauwah, Ootah. The playful Gauwah, with all six stream controllers, came whizzing by him, screeching in Gauwahian snaps! It disappeared behind the Aughtnah. The Gauwah made full circle, came to a quick halt in front of Qotor. It's small sensors probed Qotor. A convivial shrill was emitted from the multi-orbed syntho-being.

Qotor closed his sensory oculus. The Gauwah's pathos were received by his celemotionius. Qotor's aperture formed a half circle position. He looked again at his favorite synthetic friend. At this time, Ootah, seemed to be in a phase of regeneration, it seemed froze. Qotor was at a bit of a loss. The Gauwah seemed to be displaced in a quagmire of electronic waves! But with just as much impromptu succession, Ootah receded into motion. He backed up and collided into the cell wall.

The Aughtnah, Qotor's Multidimensional Interphasal Prognosticator, erupted with esctatic influxes of cacophony and luminosity. Qotor was astonished. Nothing like this had ever happened in Allotus recorded prehistory!

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U-tar, 105th of his protractor's offspring, never minds posing in front of the Delta-Morphite Waves. The Waves, a byproduct of his planet 's electromagnetic field, usually become visible during their galaxies Re-spiration Period. The Waves actually interact with U-tar's metabolism.
And he could always tell when The Waves were penetrating his Carbon-Xenium physique, his mind would produce massive amounts of daydreams and fantasies. Sometimes U-tar imagined alien planets with bizarre lifeforms or worlds made entirely of nitrogen lakes, in which strange creatures swam in it. Only a few more solar revolutions were left, and The Waves would be gone again until next time.

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We had been on Hydra Beta V for several months. Our team of a dozen Astro-Plorers had been traveling through hyperspace for nearly a year. We had left the Alpha Centauri Transfer Station for this world which long range detectors had sensed that there might be a smidgen of Earth-like life present. We hadn't been there for hardly a week when one of the local wildlife humbled us with his presence! On Earth we would have recognized it was as a type of bird. It flew like a bird, we thought, until a day later when it soared by and then vanished into thin air! It apparently had cloaking abilities!

The other fauna and flora were, of course, quite different from mother earth (and dubiously different from the other we had observed lifeforms from the alternate planets we had observed!) An abundance of the animals were clad with pastel colored skin or fur. The other birdlike animals were mostly small, except for several very large ones that seemed to only want to sleep on the forest floor. The plants did seem to be like no others we had ever encountered. Bountiful were the huge, Venus Flytrap, like plants. The smaller animals had learned long ago to try to steer clear of these carnivores (but their sometimes long tongues made it difficult for the stressful wild ones to avoid!) The other, almost normal plants, grew to large lengths (sometimes miles long!) However, none were like Charlie.

He became quite a pet. We figured out what he liked to consume and would lure him in for feeding time. His language seemed to be amid a chimp and a macaw. Our universal translator could not decipher his dialect. We really enjoyed Charlies presence. Sometimes, if he was startled, Charlie would temporarily phase out. We could see his organs and even his spinal system. Between this Betazoidian bird and the rest of the Hydra Beta V lifeforms, it would never be a dull moment on this beautiful world.

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The entity had baffled the wisest of the galaxies. It had been witnessed in all corners of the major universes. Some had claimed that worldwide security systems had stopped working. Some had said that a stagnation in population occurred each time the anomaly appeared near their solar system. A lot of species alleged strange dreams along with the presence of the enigma.

Is it a vortex? Is it the beginnings of a time warp? No one has ever known! It simply glides along quietly, altering time and space!

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Astrodynamic precursors of Jadeo-Punic relevance,inter-reactive Plobbol's, and Satrum-Saturn-Plutonium orbs of unknown origin energize upon intersection. The orbs had been hindered in their earlier form of Plaxdu. Inter-reactive Plobbols almost always phased out if the irregularity climaxed before the Tritonian Cycle was completed. Arganian scientists had been trying to tame the Plobbols for millenia. They thought that controlled Plobbols might be the key to the creation of large wormholes, cellular regeneration, or even life immortality.

However, the known problems of orb annihilation would probably make such breakthroughs impossible. The destruction of the galaxy of Phi Zetia Organa is one such issue. The brilliant minds of the planet Hydrox feelia II were on the brink of genious when some unknown accident destroyed not only the planet but the entire solar system. This tragedy may have forever stymied any future advancements in Multi-Dimensional Magnitudes.

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"Better get back to the shore!" Said Gonar. "Before the Beta Rays scorch my Scorrahha!"

Cirrus, Gonar, and Lumpey had never been to the Xilo Sui Resort before. The Xilo Sui Resort, on the planet of Xenonic Prime, in the galaxy of Sirtargi Sigma, had been entertaining species from thousands of planets for eons. The resort, known for it's multidimensional telecommuting port, was infamously known for it's Crystaline Metamorphosis Sphere. If one was one in the sphere, anything was possible.

Cirrus grinned as they neared the beach and said,"Yikes, the shore seems like a dozen zaddics away, still!"

They had had their quadrennium reunion at a lot of different galactic getaways. Last time they had stayed in the Main Gladdahlic Inn on Physical Ghost Psi. Their stay was shortened after the planet's central core became unstable. They all agreed that their next trip had to be to a stable planet in a calm universe. And Xenonic Prime was it!

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Captain Schilling made his way onto the bridge of the ISS Parthenon. Their recent mission was to go to the Andromeda system. The International Space Consortium's outer most space station, Explorer III, in orbit around Saturn's moon, Titan, had detected some unusual readings coming from the direction of the Andromeda solar system. And as the captain would find out later, the anomalous readings were anything but ordinary.

The Parthenon came out of Negative Space. The Captain ordered an 180 degree turn. They came along the Andromeda Jump Station.

Ensign Wharton, manning the Navigation Array, said startlingly, "What?"

Before the Captain could ask what the Ensign was talking about, the ship began rattling. A low pitched whine commenced, seemingly from the ship's walls. The Captain was at a loss. Other crew members produced similar reactions.

Captain Schilling looked around his agitated bridge squad.

"Alright!" Said the Captain. "Someone tell me what the hell is....!"

Before he could finish, the ship shook, side to side. Alarms sounded. Gauges were off the scale. Captain Schilling began wondering what in the world had they stumbled upon! But before he could he put much together, events worsened!

The Captain suddenly became detached from the rest of the crew! Bright colors and screeching sounds seemed to penetrate the ship's hull. They passed through the hull and directly into Schilling's head. The Captain happened to look toward his navigational ensign. The ensign appeared froze in time. Barely able to turn his head, Schilling tried to glance at his other officers.

To his right, Life Support Chief Wang, appeared to be an endless number of the same person. Each one in a different pose. Each one resembling Wang in dozens of facades. All showing signs of rage, sadness, glee, and others indescribable.

His Communications Expert, Higgins, was even stranger. He looked as if he was spinning in a redundant circle. And yet there was a moment in Mr. Higgins rotations that the captain noticed that the communications expert was staring him and silently yelling one word, "Help!"

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