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Entry tags:
- !event,
- arcane: caitlyn kiramman,
- arcane: ekko,
- arcane: jinx,
- changeling the lost: giles,
- changeling the lost: oswald wuthridge,
- elementary: joan watson,
- far cry 5: deputy pratt,
- fe3h: dimitri alexandre blaiddyd,
- generator rex: six,
- groundhog day musical: phil connors,
- lavender jack: johnny summer,
- murderbot diaries: murderbot,
- original: aiden copeland,
- original: ylva wolfsdottir,
- overwatch: maximilien,
- sherlock holmes: john watson,
- skulduggery pleasant: skulduggery,
- sleepless domain: undine wells,
- tales of the abyss: jade curtiss,
- tales of vesperia: rita mordio,
- the locked tomb: palamedes sextus
AUGUST EVENT PART TWO: GIL'S ALL-FRIGHT DINER
[someone has to be the first to notice.
is it someone on the ship? who passed through the metal detector, only to find themselves still standing on deck zero; who watched Friday freeze up suddenly before fleeing from the room, hands wringing together?
or is it someone in the diner? who opens the portal door to find that it's now a real closet? who notices that the clone Friday has disappeared completely, along with every native vehicle? someone has to notice it first, and then spread it through the crowd like contagion. who's first?
it doesn't matter. all communication has been cut off. all access has been blocked. for now, on both sides of the portal, the passengers are on their own.
for now.
the sun has disappeared over the horizon. the beginning of stars in purple skies. and everything is completely silent.
for now.]
is it someone on the ship? who passed through the metal detector, only to find themselves still standing on deck zero; who watched Friday freeze up suddenly before fleeing from the room, hands wringing together?
or is it someone in the diner? who opens the portal door to find that it's now a real closet? who notices that the clone Friday has disappeared completely, along with every native vehicle? someone has to notice it first, and then spread it through the crowd like contagion. who's first?
it doesn't matter. all communication has been cut off. all access has been blocked. for now, on both sides of the portal, the passengers are on their own.
for now.
the sun has disappeared over the horizon. the beginning of stars in purple skies. and everything is completely silent.
for now.]
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Specifically, they're lurking by a wall and radiating dread. They're pretty sure most of the people they know are stuck on the other side of the portal - they haven't seen Maximilien, Ylva, the cyborg construct, or anyone else familiar except Pratt - which is deeply unpleasant to have happen again so soon after dealing with that aspect of their arrival.
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Still...
"You look sturdy, friend. If there's any who return too injured to get around, would you be willing to help carry them to whatever triage area we set up?"
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// How long do you estimate it'll take them to return?
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"I have no idea. I hope not too long. There's people I care about out there still."
And he's here, stuck and scared and scrambling to be able to do something.
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That's been happening to them a lot lately!
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"Well. We can be ready to help them when the portal opens, right? Because I am completely and utterly certain they'll need it, when the time comes. In the meantime, how does one properly address you? I've...ahm. I come from a time before computing engines are ambulatory and so articulate."
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Nevermind that his world does have computing engines at all, just not ones who walk freely.
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Wow, he's from a long time ago. They make a small surprised whistle, then go on to explain, thankful that his point of origin has something at least vaguely similar to use as a point of reference. // In my world, it's 2077, and omnics are sapient, self-contained, mobile computing engines. The Omnica Corporation built the first ones and the term was genericised afterwards.
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“Regardless of your creation, I will respect you for who you are.”
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// Thanks, they say, not having really considered the possibility that a human might simultaneously disrespect them and make an effort to converse politely and directly with them, but appreciating the affirmation anyway. // What's your name?
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// Where's the triage area?
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// How long have you been aboard? You sound experienced. It's tempting to withdraw into themself and talk to humans as little as possible, but that would free up more of their attention for worrying about things they're powerless to affect, so instead they're extending the conversation on purpose. That, and they really are curious about Johnny's answer.
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No matter what the post timestamps say.