I always thought that tesselates were those things that women dancers in tawdry, smoke-filled bars wore. You know, the things they can twirl around by muscular action....

As for fightin' and generally raising a ruckus, smashing furniture, and stuff like that -- feel free, but I don't want to get involved. One war is enough for anybody, and these days I want to limit my wars to the boud type. Y'all chose up sides, Anomalies vs. Tessarects, and I'll just sit here and watch. And drink.

I'll let you know if/when the cops come. If they do, I'll try to catch them in a non-linear space/time/gravity paradox -- perhaps an ultra-Klein bottle -- and watch to see what happens if or when they approach the blue event horizon limit. Will they stretch to infinity? Will it be gory? Or will they silently and swiftly vanish away?

Good name for a group, that, Blue Event Horizon. Sounds like an even better Festival name.