As a little bonus for those who walked all the way back here: a retrospective on the happenings briefly told in a YouTube video back in 2024, and also in a Google document (pfft... how amateur I used to be).
Introduction
Out of complete and sheer boredom, I used to larp as a 'Pyloform'; an alien creature from a world that lacked the hubris and mass stupidity of humanity, and that supposedly looked something like this.
For new readers, specifically those who haven't checked out the lore section;
- Pyloform were basically aliens communicating through a wormhole, responsible for anything that seemed 'supernatural'; almost a larp religion for my community to explain away incidents such as seemingly unnatural random chance, karma; or sometimes voices in others' case.
- Another thing I'd been messing with are lucid dreams: very much a real experience where you explore your mind with cheats enabled.
I very much was not taking things seriously. Why would I after all, when physical reality around me just seemed like a bunch of NPCs with hardcoded scripts and no thought?
The silliness was the only thing that actually brought me fun experiences rather than a constant endless stream of misery.
Meeting her
Despite my journaling, I somehow hadn't documented this specific one (or haven't found it); it was somewhere between late 2021 or early 2022. Either way, one night I was taking a bus home, and decided to do a reality check.
I was dreaming. Therefore, 'the usual trolling stage' followed next: I decided to shake the entire bus around during its motion, stopping before things got entirely out of hand.
Then, for my next epic troll, I pulled out some sort of dev console to give the bus's interior a green retexture.
I wasn't great at keeping my cool, so my lucid dreams would often emotionally spiral. After the above two epic trolls have been successfully executed, I was on my way out of the dream. However, right there, right before I woke up, I specifically took note of a pair of eyes staring into mine. The eyes of some sort of girl.
The next curiosity hit me when I woke up. I just knew I had to see her again: to try to socialize in the dream world, see what could possibly go wrong.
...
Then for the longest time ever, I just could not find her anymore.
I tried.
Then I tried again.
Then I tried yet again.
Then I tried some more.
At this point, without any idea who she even was besides 'a girl on a bus'; there was no way I could ever run across her again and even know that it was her.
The great intervention
Somewhere during the first half of June, the Pyloform intervention finally happens; from the one named, and I kid you not, Larp.
It is still incredible to me that people seriously thought I was psychotic throughout all of this. I appreciate the concern and all, but at some point, you might just want to check the mirror first...
Anyway, Larp with her great name literally derived from 'Live Action RolePlay' went on her own mission to find this girl... and supposedly found her.
Myself, I had given up the search, and was more focused on my finals coming up. Suddenly, I had a real strange, and very unstable dream inside of something resembling a classroom. I was shrinking and growing in size randomly, my vision was messed up, the whole thing was really vague... I ran into a larger (normal sized) person sideways, holding onto them.
The next scene was in front of some sort of portal. I looked, expecting Larp would show up; but nothing, and I woke up like a boss.
This was Larp's setup, and we were both extremely disappointed in the morning. So, we did what any average person and their imaginary alien friend named after 'larping' would do: instead of me trying to meet her there, which clearly was not working, we decided to connect her to my awake mind; bring her out of the dream world.
A new friend
The first thing we tried was to ask the girl some questions. For name, she gave Copper.
Next up, we decided to let her take my hands and play Terraria, and this one finally gives us our earliest timestamp:
That's the beginning. The rest of the video gaming and other details I will leave to the lore section for those curious; but the relevant gist is that this Copper was unlike all of the previous messing around, and showed capabilities I simply did not have:
- Greater skill and confidence pretty much across the board.
- Much more energy for physical activities.
- She would telegraph dream world happenings, which would end up more accurate than my own attempts to control lucid dreams.
- And her humor and personality to this day were simply unique to her.
Copper was a more traditional kind of internet user, exploring weird corners all the time, and she carried a lot of knowledge that I simply did not have. That first one, however, was the one that really stuck out to me. I wanted that.
The cats claim another one
Copper already showed feline behavior: attraction to places high up; hugs and snuggles; underdressing for the weather without a care. Copper as a catgirl from early 2024 was as natural as the green color on plants.
It all started at Copper, based on who we've decided we shall use cat ears to mark who is using the body right now. At my 22nd birthday, these cat ears were first shown to the world.
It was clear where things were headed; and unlike the unnecessarily hostile behavior from who are now former friends — unlike the humans, Copper supported me throughout all of it.
In chronological order, Copper has introduced me to:
- 2022–: having a friend who actually cares.
- 2023–: from June onward, I was free, so I needed to deal with work and business.
- 2025–: online existence. Not the kind displayed by clearly new users. The one where I do silly things for the silly people, headpat and snuggle with a bunch, and create things to be generally useful.
- 2025 Q4–: complete independence, breaking me off of the last toxic waste of a community I was in and leaving me to figure out the rest on my own.
Where the humans seek out every excuse and opportunity to be insufferable assholes: the cats keep claiming more and more wins.
On my own now
And... yeah. Copper's support is over, as it is no longer necessary for me to function.
I feel for all the time Copper's had to dedicate out of every day just to make sure things are right. Not just that: there was a whole strategy she was running behind the scenes without my knowledge!
Copper taught me how to live. Copper taught me how to love. Things that would have been very basic things to pass on, but my [the words have not been invented yet, sorry] excuse for "parents" almost tragically failed at themselves.
Looking back from the end of 2026, it is incredible how Copper's fixed up my utter mess of a life with utter messes of people. I can safely say self-induced death has been prevented, not only for the time period Copper was there to help me through things, but for the entire rest of my life going forward. Every possible reason has been eliminated for good; I am here, so I might as well put up the fight for a better future.
Sometimes, the answers should come from the self, no matter how it manifests.