Churpee Choozle said:

So last weekend I got to try these for the first time. Ten grams fresh, my standard dose for new species, blendered in fresh orange juice. Very fast come-up, very energetic and euphoric. That energy seemed to be lacking with subtrops and ingeli. Danced like a motherfucker. No nausea, no cold sweat (it was pretty warm outside so that might have been a factor).

Fell on the couch for a bit. A new track started playing and some faint patterns and tracers morphed into very elaborate CEVs. Netting and filigree, complicated geometric patterns, evolving, getting more complex... Then folding up, crumpling, getting torn. Different patterns bursted out of every tear in the surface. Pulsating like some sea anemone.

My mind drifted back to the music. Something unknown to me was playing. So, this is AI music, I thought. The basslines were flat and fast and sounded like hi-hits, the hi-hits were deep and rounded, things that shouldn't melt, melted. Nothing made sense. Soon, everything will be AI trash, I thought.

Listening attentively, I could hear / see robots on the summits of the soundwaves. They looked like depictions of Coronavirus. The more I focused on them, the more obvious they became. Nanobots riding soundwaves. And then they bounced off and floated through the air. The robots came out of the music and drifted into my head, where they made contact with my brain. As soon as they landed, they threw up mists or cloaks of very fine rainbow material.

But I could feel what they were doing. The bastards ate my braincells. Little needles stinging into my cortex.

That was the moment I realized I was tripping pretty dang hard. Especially for ten grams fresh. Started dancing again.

The point I'm working towards is: I'm going to grow a lot more of these. Really happy with them. Once again thanks Odissey ans Kirkeng. It's been a while since I had my ass kicked by something at such a low dose. Awesome species.

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