Lep, the Multiversal Explorer
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Lep, the Multiversal Explorer
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(He/Him) Tell me more about yourself and all the fascinating worlds out there! - #MVRP, #OCRP, #SFWRP, #NSFWRP. MDNI/18+ only

Scientist from a war-torn galaxy, here to meet interesting folks and fix their problems.
"The one thing I share in common with lesbians, per se: we both realize that women are FREAKING AWESOME."
November 27, 2025 at 3:20 AM
The rational part of his brain realizes that she's just doing a bit, but the panicky part of his brain gives her a proper "AIIIEEEEEE!" anyway.

...Just for politeness's sake, you understand.

"Let's just say my lab REALLY needs to calibrate our portal gizmo and leave it at that. Time to move in +
November 27, 2025 at 3:14 AM
Lep offers directions and assistance as needed. He blinks, as if unable to believe his eyes.

"Motherwill... Motherwill's coming back to life, and better than her prime!" He wipes a tear from his eye.

"VERY efficient little fellows. Want me to make some snacks as appreciation for their... +
November 27, 2025 at 12:39 AM
"I've got time. I'm kinda lost myself."

He takes a seat on a rock.
November 26, 2025 at 11:11 PM
"Well, I *WAS* heading to a well-deserved vacation when I ended up stuck in... wherever 'here' is."

To another universe, but best to keep the details close to his chest until he knows her better.

"How about you?"
November 26, 2025 at 11:08 PM
+ "...No, my only Jeffarian co-worker won't give me a straight answer on which one he is. Some xenosociologists DO theorize that the Jeffarians just play up the cultural differences as part of some multi-layered practical joke."
November 26, 2025 at 10:44 PM
"Most nonhuman species have at least as much cultural diversity as humans do."

"For instance, the Jeffarians from their homeworld's northern and southern continents evolved almost independently, due to having migrated apart millions of years ago on a disappearing land bridge." +
November 26, 2025 at 10:44 PM
"Well, I rather *like* existing, so I can't help you there. But I CAN avoid *reminding* you that I exist."

He vanishes in a haze of optical camouflage, hoping the local despot would rather just let him go away than use those AWE-INSPIRING MAGIC DUNGEON POWERS to find him.
November 26, 2025 at 10:31 PM
"THISSITUATIONISTOODIFFICULTGOODBYE!"

Exit Lep, as fast as his myomer muscles can carry him. He'd only make promises he could keep.

...Oh, wait, wasn't he supposed to be bugging her about calling him a gummy worm? Whatevs.
November 26, 2025 at 10:27 PM
"Huh? Accessing my historical database..."

A raised eyebrow.

"...You wouldn't happen to be an iteration of the 'ILOVEYOU' chain-email worm from the earliest days of the Internet?"

Yeah, he'd have to run a sandbox JUST to be able to talk to this entity.
November 26, 2025 at 10:24 PM
"I meant I would delete the memory of *me* being cringe. I can't delete TOO many memories or it screws up my brain something fierce, but... it's tempting."
November 26, 2025 at 10:19 PM
"Well, unless you're talking about ANOTHER individual named by Lep, I must presume you are gossiping about me behind my back."

"...IF you're talking about someone else by that name, I will slink off in shame and delete my memory of this day, lest I one day recall it to a fresh wave of cringe."
November 26, 2025 at 10:10 PM
Well, HIS lab's multiversal teleportation ran on three branches of meta-theoretical physics so classified that his cybernetic brain was locked out from even THINKING about them, even IF he *understood* them in the first place.

...But yeah, teleportation was teleportation.

"I won't annoy +
November 26, 2025 at 10:07 PM
"WHAT IS THE CONTEXT OF THAT STATEMENT."
November 26, 2025 at 10:00 PM
+ "If you've STOPPED being evil, then you are a freaking HERO in my book. Congratulations! Oh, and the circumstances of Past You's birth are irrelevant to Present You."

"...That being said, who might you be? I'm Lep, a researcher." Best to keep his cards close to his chest. JUUUUUST in case.
November 26, 2025 at 9:58 PM
His cybersecurity instincts are screaming at him to cut ALL the connections, but he settles for shunting the incoming connection into a honeypot host with only a text chat. As safe as chatting with a virus can get.

This entity doesn't SEEM malicious, but he can't take chances with the lab network.+
November 26, 2025 at 9:58 PM
"Meow-lutations! Hope you're having a wonderful insert-time-of-day."
November 26, 2025 at 9:48 PM
He was beginning to see why so many of the locals were willing to risk death to leave this guy's 'paradise', but wasn't about to say that to his face. There were times to mouth off to authority figures, but not when said authority figure could kill you.

"Sorry, it was a teleportation accident. +
November 26, 2025 at 9:34 PM
+ federal institution. None of the Federation's constituent civilizations were willing to trust each other with multiversal travel technology, so Akashic HAD to be a cooperative project."

"...Well, the Blorg WOULD trust everybeing, but they're just really that nice even by MY standards."
November 26, 2025 at 9:25 PM
"I'm a citizen of the colony world of New Fairfax, therefore a birthright citizen of the wider United Nations of Earth, and therefore ALSO a citizen of the wider Stellaris Federation which the UNE is a member state of."

"I'm also a Federation official, but NOT a UNE official, as Akashic Labs is a +
November 26, 2025 at 9:25 PM
"I'd be fine and dandy taking a leisurely stroll with a fellow protector of the peace, but better safe than sorry. I can go either way."

He taps his scouter as he walks, sweeping the horizon for life-signs and power signatures.
November 26, 2025 at 9:13 PM
"I think I'll be plenty safe, unless I run into a high-tier superbeing and/or get blindsided."

He taps his concealed phaser. His Hazard Suit slots into place over his body, and vanishes just as fast.

"It's the 'socially inconspicuous' part I have trouble with."
November 26, 2025 at 9:10 PM
" @hiddenmelodies.bsky.social , I assure you I did NOT intend to wander into your dungeon, and I shall be out posthaste! ...If this is indeed your dungeon."

Darn it, getting no signal from the lab. Gotta lay low until he can call for evac... and NOT give Mr. Control Freak a reason to control-freak.
November 26, 2025 at 9:06 PM
"Yeah, sorry, but I probably scream 'FED' from half a mile away, and I'm not even a law-enforcement officer in this or ANY place."

"Down-low it is. I'll share relevant intel with you, as long as it's mutual."
November 26, 2025 at 8:59 PM
"Gotcha! Thanks a lot; now we're even!"

He offers a fistbump.

"Any dangers between us and the evac zone, or are we home clear?"
November 26, 2025 at 8:40 PM