Far beyond such simple things as space and time lurked a malevolence beyond simple mortal reasoning or knowledge. Its very name, when uttered aloud, called forth countless galaxies into existence as further more fell into the deep dark doom that was the end of all things. And it was not alone.
Others joined the entity in a relatively small pocket of space that it had created for simply this: a meeting. None of them were truly
there, but that mattered not. What mattered was that they knew what was happening in that retched plane of existence, the dimension they called the Prime Dimension. It disgusted them all on some level because it, unlike the entities, operated via rigid machinations such as
physics and (even more disgusting)
laws. It was antithetical to these Outer Beings that something as abhorrent as other life forms had not only sprouted there
but flourished.
This...this was not the problem of this meeting, however. A tall, wispy form bathed in shadows waved a dark appendage towards the gathering; it summoned forth a window to gaze into the abominable dimension. The screen depicted a small humanoid interacting with a little black ball...a black ball with large round pupil-less eyes.
"
What is it DOING there?," a vaguely feminine voice boomed over the rolling rock-like hills that comprised the pocket dimension's floor, "
Why is the creature just...SITTING there?!"
"
Indeed!," erupted a deeper articulate voice, "
We spent eons worth of energy creating that Beast and yet it simply...WIGGLES? WHY IS IT WIGGLING?"
Murmurs flooded through the meeting space before the tall wispy one held up a singular smaller appendage, an attempt at garnering the attention of the others to soothe their ire.
"
Well it wiggles as a response to stimuli. Note that the creature has been interrogated by the fleshy one. While not willing or capable of answering the question in a suitable manner for most, I believe that the wiggling IS in itself a response...albeit a very noncommittal one."
The rage that filled the enclosed dimension was enough that no less than three different planes of existence imploded.
What? What is this? Restrained? Yes. By what?
Matter. What? Occupies space. Has mass. Strange.
The newly-created being was still contemplating being when Ira's foot made contact with its physical outer shell.
Matter touching matter. Prepare for annihilation event...
1 second passed. 2 seconds.
But nothing happened. Exhilarating. The creature's eyes looked up to see Ira's foot pressing into its body again.
Attack? No. No damage. Surface tension maintaining perfect kinetic energy dispersion.
Looking back at the other creature in the room, the small black entity began analysis.
Flesh bags filled with biological fluid and held up by a strangely solid interior structure that was both firm yet mobile. Entire apparatus controlled by large centralized terminal via chemical and electrical impulses. FASCINATING
Only then did the creature see that Ira's eyes had locked onto its own observational instrumentation. Mimicking her movements vaguely was an easy-enough exercise that allowed the creature to become slightly more at ease with the concept of matter touching matter touching matter touching matter touching matter STOP CYCLE BEFORE RISK OF INTERNAL DAMAGE TO REASONING MEMBRANES.
Peace pervaded the environment for 2.372 standard seconds before the Rock-Suspended Flesh Bag let loose a cacophony of sound waves that could best be described by the Black Ball as jarring. It took the round creature 3.159 standard seconds to finally process that these sound emissions were some form of primitive speech. Luckily it only burned through another 0.397 seconds to comprehend her questions...and another 0.163 to realize that it was not equipped with any kind of sound emission system of its own.
Therefore, in response to her line of reasoning, the Black Ball decided to answer the verbal stimuli with its own.
Interrogative. Origin. Answer? Noncommittal response. Interrogative. Method of transport. Answer? Noncommittal response.
Outwardly, the Black Ball responded as it had stumbled upon initially.
It wiggled.
Inwardly, the Black Ball was very pleased with itself as having fielded its first interaction with a living creature in this new matter-touching-matter-touching-matter-touchi...dimension.