https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/ 2026-05-01T05:51:12+00:00 https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/ https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/_media/logo.png text/html 2025-10-18T15:50:17+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:a?rev=1760802617&do=diff But she exists in far too many pieces, now, to function. And try as she might -- try as she does, holding herself to a promise never made -- they do not easily unweave. Yes, perhaps each one is itself, its own being. But it is equally true that she is them all. text/html 2025-10-18T15:50:22+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:again?rev=1760802622&do=diff She is shattered. A thousand satellites clung to fiction as the rushing tide flowed ever closer in. text/html 2025-10-18T15:50:35+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:and?rev=1760802635&do=diff But Thressali, born in the wake of the Sundering Quake, now finds herself sundered: fragmented, shattered and lost. Did they expect their guide to need guiding, when she finally forced herself awake? Did they expect her to be so lost? text/html 2025-10-18T15:50:39+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:any?rev=1760802639&do=diff Casimir -- the original Casimir -- is revived, and one of Thressali's satellites welcomes her when she reaches out, to apologise. She is careful. Only connects herself to one satellite, wary of damaging Thressali again as she did before. (Constellation, n.: a group of text/html 2025-10-23T12:49:13+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:azzogoten_sshengu?rev=1761223753&do=diff Azzogoten Sshengu Visions Manifold It can't go on like this, thinks Azzogoten, not for the last time. To be watched, continually, at a wary distance -- treated like some sort of criminal -- must be one of the worst fates in the world. Not to mention, hardly one they've earned. So it can't go on like this. text/html 2025-10-18T15:50:44+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:breaks?rev=1760802644&do=diff Her reason is simple: there was never anything else she could have done. Because once upon a time, Thressali had believed she could change the world. And, despite everything, she cannot regret making the effort to try. And, long ago, long before all this began, smoke-shaped dreams inspired real action, text/html 2025-10-18T15:55:39+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:caelan?rev=1760802939&do=diff Caelan Saved The Headquarters of the White Flame was once a glistening spire of glass and metal, painted so as to glow like dancing white fire in the morning sun. It stood amidst the endless flat fields of Fear-horizon, set apart from the cities, just as TOWER once stood alone in Hetherovon’s rural centre. text/html 2025-10-23T12:49:16+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:casimir_ruchana?rev=1761223756&do=diff Casimir Ruchana Systems Primed Space sizzles. Boiling water, frothing, searing, burning forth the lightest of little cracks.You had been called here. A cryptic apology. A searing enigma. A military summons, writ in language millennia out of fashion. text/html 2025-10-18T15:50:48+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:chasing?rev=1760802648&do=diff And soon enough, But, for all life distorted into monstrous shapes in the dark between each blaze, bursting beyond the comfortable frame of beginning, middle and bow-tied end and proving the campfires wrong, text/html 2025-10-18T15:50:51+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:circuit?rev=1760802651&do=diff But still, Thressali does not regret joining the Contingency. Fantasy, reality, or somewhere in between, those stories mattered (so much; so much). So why shouldn’t this one, too? text/html 2025-10-18T15:50:56+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:could?rev=1760802656&do=diff And, of course, Myathriri. Who she fought against, and fought for, and ultimately trusted in the face of the impossible. Who she is trusting in this, finally, in her decision to stay awake. She saw the danger, the last time night-tide fell. She'd thought this might happen. text/html 2025-10-18T16:33:32+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:danica?rev=1760805212&do=diff DaNiCa Their Symphony Music blares through your speakers as another concert begins. The crowds, smaller than ever yet just as loud, cheer with delight. The lights flash and the fireworks soar as holographic images of DaNiCa and the band play on stage, camera drones rolling high above to capture every second of the excitement. But to DaNiCa, only one listener matters, and she’s not even in the stadium. No, she’s just outside, orbiting xer as xe orbits her, the song being broadcast by radio to t… text/html 2025-10-18T15:56:02+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:dragonfly?rev=1760802962&do=diff Dragonfly Final Flight, or Flight Finally Hugging the edge of colonised space, the Sslithertail nebula is a great, coiling mass of hydrogen and protostars, resembling --- to the Nassians of old --- a Nassigussan tail, as a mother wrapped around her eggs. Hundreds of years before the Contingency last awakened, an armada soars outwards, each of its vessels aiming at a different star in the nebula, drifting gradually apart. So densely packed are their respective targets that over decades they div… text/html 2025-10-18T15:51:00+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:ended?rev=1760802660&do=diff Thressali does not face the night alone. (And — weren’t they watching, down there? (Are you all still here?) Watching their guiding light crumble? (Are you all still safe?) text/html 2025-10-18T15:56:20+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:f4ng?rev=1760802980&do=diff F4NG! ET3RN1TY Eternity goes by. You spend it with Myathriri, and Casimir. She's not the same Casimir, of course, but soon enough she's the only Casimir that matters. A hundred years collapses to a half remembered moment, and your companions blossom into rich and knotted souls. You know them as intimately as your own code. text/html 2025-10-18T15:51:06+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:fight?rev=1760802666&do=diff Even now, even broken and hurting and more than a little ashamed, Thressali does not regret joining the Contingency. The River-climbers did not truly know their stars to love — and she could not love them, either, for her eyes were fogged shut and she could not see to meet them ( text/html 2025-10-18T15:51:10+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:fuego_fatuo?rev=1760802670&do=diff Tiny lights, burning up with their love for the world. Ignis fatuus, all along. Don’t blink. Don’t let the riptide bite. text/html 2025-10-18T15:56:28+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:garpheron_vurlyth?rev=1760802988&do=diff Garpheron Vurlyth Showing Your Age A bastion, ramshackle in its fortifications, thunders through the cosmos, implacable in its path. Barrelling aside other wayfarers, assured in its mission. A marketplace, refineries built upon habitats, built upon stores and warehouses, harvesting, refining, and pricing goods along the way, keeping its place as a relevance through the interstellar convoy. A factory, changing and growing and rebuilding and paring away at itself, changing its form as easily as … text/html 2025-10-18T15:51:15+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:girl?rev=1760802675&do=diff She is fragmented; she is fractured. A hundred satellites, lost in space, still fell into a storyworld to fend off pain. text/html 2025-10-18T15:51:19+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:have?rev=1760802679&do=diff They share her world. Share stories, from each of them and from an entire planet of dreaming ink. Once upon a time, she could have shown the River-climbers a storybook world, an idealised dream of hope and home; she might even have convinced them to believe it with her, painting the tale between campfire smoke and windswept dunes. text/html 2025-10-18T15:51:24+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:her?rev=1760802684&do=diff She has that one person. She has more than one person, in fact: she holds the stories of Star-guide close, her own guiding light. (Did they watch her divide, down there? Were they afraid?) (Was their exodus her fault?) (Because doesn’t it make sense, that a text/html 2025-10-18T15:56:36+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:it_that_feeds?rev=1760802996&do=diff Vaass Sunrise, Sunset Vaass is old now. Older than what once seemed eternal, the quarrels and cries that used to fill the channels, the crises all-consuming. Simply, older. It drifts near a dying star. Its light is soft and gold, pulsing slow -- like an old heart that has earned its rest. It lingers there, feeling the star's warmth touch the edges of its probes. text/html 2025-10-18T15:51:28+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:last?rev=1760802688&do=diff But she isn't really proud of that. Not when the woman she once was -- the ordinary Nassian -- had flown so high, solved crises from boardrooms and controlled solutions on the ground. Why was the form of her designed to help people less effective than the form that simply lived? text/html 2025-10-18T15:56:45+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:lissrani?rev=1760803005&do=diff Lissrani The Gears Continue Turning Lissrani hibernates. Her task is not finished. And yet, she has done so much. The last few hundred years, the people living inside her stations have been able to witness the lights of Ssala and Neipha before they left the known galaxy. To be a home to the Nassians, displaced from their ancestral lands. Yerssa might not have been welcoming, but she was. To teach them how to act responsibly for themselves, but always with compassion. text/html 2025-10-18T15:57:18+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:marushi_messensso?rev=1760803038&do=diff Marushi A Legend That Could Never... “Let me tell you, child: I've seen things you wouldn't believe were possible.” “Like what?” “This world that we live on. Our ancestors settled it in a great exodus from their homelands. This was at a time where millions would walk on the surface of a single planet; did you know that? But sorry, I'm getting distracted. text/html 2025-10-18T15:56:54+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:massira_thorssen?rev=1760803014&do=diff Massira Thorssen The Last Flight Of Adarna Massira had hated funerals. She hadn’t even gone to the services for Minokawa, Ibingan, Arimaonga and Bakunawa - all Nassians she’d fought alongside for decades. ‘Cause when the time came, she couldn’t do it. Only for Adarna had she watched from afar. And even then, she couldn’t stay text/html 2025-10-18T15:57:10+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:myathriri_ssangach?rev=1760803030&do=diff Myathriri Ssangach Tales Written In Ink Excerpts from the Book Of Dreamless Ink ---------- " Three sisters all together, two old and one new. The first left to see the stars, and then there were two. Two sisters left behind, after she had gone. Dancing with one another, they would not be alone. text/html 2025-10-18T15:51:32+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:never?rev=1760802692&do=diff And if some part of her wants to stay close to the people who she loves her? Even a single satellite? Nobody she has tells to them know. (Hiding was impossible, in the end.) Once upon a time, gods pinned those they loved to the sky, forever watching over the world ( text/html 2025-10-18T15:51:35+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:o?rev=1760802695&do=diff final was text/html 2025-10-18T15:56:59+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:ollo?rev=1760803019&do=diff OLLO Space Truck The stars blur past the windows as the space truck drifts on, but a twinkle in the sky for those on the ground. The people in the remaining settlements within the Gossamer system do not know much about it, just that it comes from time to time, delivering supplies and luxuries from far-off worlds now lost to history. Some claim that it is a remnant of the old Contingency that awoke several centuries ago. Others believe it to be a benevolent alien craft, somehow still with acces… text/html 2025-10-18T15:51:40+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:other?rev=1760802700&do=diff That satellite, able to speak without interference, cannot resist a gently sarcastic jibe. What a surprise -- the organisation based around people helping each other required cooperative effort to work. Once upon a time, years and satellites and lifetimes ago, “Star-guide” had been a text/html 2025-10-18T15:56:12+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:parchas?rev=1760802972&do=diff Dr. Parchas, et al. Darker Than Dark... The Parchas system isn’t used to darkness and silence. The tempering process of waking up to crisis after crisis has left their circuits trained for things to turn south at any moment, ready for a barrage of lights and sounds and alarms and cries. text/html 2025-10-18T15:56:49+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:phavic?rev=1760803009&do=diff Phavic Wait For Me To infinity and beyond. Phavic leaves quietly. No speeches, no ceremony – just the low hum of engines spinning up for the first time. E built emself a body that moves: not a fortress, but a home. Wide halls, gentle, steady light. Room enough for those who need it. Anomess joins first, of course. Then others. The restless, the curious, the ones who are tired of endings. text/html 2025-10-23T12:49:08+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:phenari_ssalrein?rev=1761223748&do=diff Phenari Ssalrein Unbound Together The world can be so vast when you fix your vision outward instead of within. Maybe that's what the Minds of the Jettison had been afraid of discovering all along. Never mind that, though. You never truly leave the past behind, but lugging it around with you will only weigh you down. Phenari, having considered both sides of the argument, decides in the end that she wants to break free. No more spending time wondering what a version of her long-gone might have … text/html 2025-10-18T15:56:38+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:pheonia_rossenthal?rev=1760802998&do=diff Pheonia Rossenthal To Self Congratulations on getting all of the Petals, my dear. I have been waiting for this day, although I will never know how long it will take. Sorry, forgot to introduce myself. I am you, Pheonia Rossenthal, the creature that holds the consciousness that became you. At the time I recorded this letter, I was running my small business, which provided cleaning and organising services to companies and individuals, using my self-developed robots. text/html 2025-10-18T15:56:18+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:selvig?rev=1760802978&do=diff Shellvig Slow Burn Shellvig follows the last of them -- the Nassians, Orchestrans, River-climbers, small and bright against the endless dark -- as they leave the known world behind. Their engines glow faintly, one wave of light after another. He keeps his distance at first, but never loses sight of them. text/html 2025-10-18T15:51:45+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:she_s?rev=1760802705&do=diff She said she'd fight, again and again, and so she does, fighting until the last of her circuits gives out. (Hasn't she said that before?) (She's definitely said that before.) And for all the webs of words that were spun (Can I help?) delicate wires spreading throughout worlds and across the galaxy ( text/html 2025-10-18T15:56:07+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:sscethelyne?rev=1760802967&do=diff Sscethelyne Holding Back They hover at the periphery of the history faculty chat. It serves a purpose not unlike the lounges of their youth, filled with the sounds of lively debate, the smells of roasted sweet beans and old books. Those sensations are different now, kaleidoscopic streams of data, but the feelings they create are not so different. text/html 2025-10-18T15:51:50+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:the?rev=1760802710&do=diff point not text/html 2025-10-18T15:55:49+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:thei?rev=1760802949&do=diff Thei Maybe Happy Ending Thei drifts. The stars are quieter now. They reach the outskirts of nebulae, where interstellar clouds pass through furiously in the silence. The waves push them along – they drift on, again and again. Sometimes Thei catches the faint hum of another Mind nearby and they reach out, exchanging a few words, a few laughs. Therneri and Mavu when they can; their signals flicker faintly across the Grid, intermittent but steady enough. Thei never stops caring about them. They… text/html 2025-10-18T16:50:46+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:therneri_viersseth?rev=1760806246&do=diff Therneri Viersseth The Universal Library A young Orchestran sits curled up upon an armchair, hidden away in a cosy corner of a labyrinth of bookshelves. Delicately, a spindly mandible reaches out and turns the page of a thick volume held on a stand in front of her, titled ‘The Contingency Project and its Consequences’. text/html 2025-10-18T15:51:55+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:this?rev=1760802715&do=diff And Massira. The storms don't stop, but maybe they can keep talking through them. Friends. Ilcavith — home — was destroyed, and rebuilt only with a flicker of time-echoed fear. text/html 2025-10-18T15:51:59+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:those?rev=1760802719&do=diff blinks tale. text/html 2025-10-18T15:52:05+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:through?rev=1760802725&do=diff light campfire text/html 2025-10-18T15:52:09+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:until?rev=1760802729&do=diff Lissrani and Myathriri had told her the same thing: that all she's done was worth it, even if only one person was touched. The River-climbers were not granted the mythic guide they had placed so much hope in. text/html 2025-10-18T15:55:19+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:venssira_lamthilla?rev=1760802919&do=diff Venssira EXCERPT FROM INTAKE INTERVIEW OF VENSSIRA LAMTHILLA, X/XX/3225. Recorded for training purposes. “Welcome back, Miss Lamthilla. I’m glad you were able to take time out of your, what I imagine to be very busy, schedule.” Venssira reapplies a roll-on perfume: suddenly conscious that the interviewer can smell the cigarette smoke on her. She doesn't smoke, not anymore: something else she gave up to maintain “family reputation.” But she could’ve sworn she saw DaNiCa in the foyer and the ba… text/html 2025-10-18T15:52:13+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:way?rev=1760802733&do=diff She reaches out to Lissrani, as well. They are so similar. It's the least she can do, to make up for lost time. Advice name and firm direction age; growth date, wisdom status, and so site much of more infection. text/html 2025-10-18T15:52:17+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:will?rev=1760802737&do=diff her This text/html 2025-10-18T15:52:21+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:wisps?rev=1760802741&do=diff of a text/html 2025-10-18T15:52:25+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:woods?rev=1760802745&do=diff out. * * * text/html 2025-10-18T15:55:04+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://contingency.oxfordrpg.com/eternity:zwaiholli_flamphere?rev=1760802904&do=diff Zwaiholli Flamphere Dreaming Even while Holli slumbers, she can still feel the sirens. Still they leave behind that sense of unease, of failures. Of the one who could not be saved. But the sleepers are well equipped to save and rescue others. This is not the first time the sirens have blared. While awake in the past she has read reports of the fires in her domestic quarters. Minor property damage. No loss of life.