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DragonHeir

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  1. It is easy. It is much much too easy to do this. Template becomes a person, handsome yet approachable. They repeat back what you have said. “I am soft spoken and sweet. I am trustworthy. I am observant, my senses beyond human. I lack history, and truly, identity, if you wish to remove it. I wish to know all I can, no matter the cost. I am Owen now, and I am yours.” Owen smiles at Lady Bug. “Hello, my name’s Owen. It’s nice to meet you.” He looks around in awe at the landscape around him, raw and almost formless, like he dimly knows he had been. “Where are we?”
  2. Adtae is a walking antibiotic, correct? Now that I think about it he would have noticed the parts of the car he touched dying. But that will prevent some problems, at the cost of causing others. @Ookla the Mom Friend @Ookla the Inconclusive The person who pulled you out speaks with the cadence of something she’s repeated many times. “I’m sorry if you are disoriented, but understand that we intend to welcome you as best we can. My name is Doctor Warren, and I am the manager of this research station and a registered diplomat of the IISC. I’ve very excited to meet you.” She does something and the lights become dimmer. The room around you is small, effective a hallway to access some upward stairs across from you. The walls aren’t made from the black material, but they do look fabric-like, yielding soft outlines to the unobtrusively green-blue room. The whole place has an organic feel, the light diffusing through areas in the ceiling and the lack of crisp corners. Oh, and the fact that the wall just grew around someone and spat them out inside it. That also makes the place feel like a living thing, if not a pleasant one.
  3. They look at Lady Bug. “Hello.” Then they go back to just existing. As for the result of examining them, there is no significant features. In fact, there are essentially no details at all; Template barely exists on a Narrative level.
  4. I read that, but Rebus’s drone didn’t, so explanation and description will be needed anyway. Rebus’s drone looks around again. Rebus, in his control room, waits for the description of the area before he activates it. He’d dropped it into the focus of this plot, so he didn’t know where or with whom it had appeared. It was for the other Author and the winds of the plot to decide. Rebus, far away in a room full of utility fog and control screens, shudders. “Note to self: avoid that person. Whoever they may be.” Then he catches another impression from the Thread. “What?” He goes to teleport to the disturbance- THAT IS FORBIDDEN, REBUS. You should not interfere with your own characters, you should know this. Other Authors should have this role, not you. Rebus snaps back to canonical reality, dazed from being spoken to directly by his Author. “What was that for? I want to do something! Let me do something - don’t make more characters! I’m bored!” But his Author gives no further response. Out in the somewhere of the Thread, Template wakes up. They observe where they are, and then simply exist. There is nothing they want and nothing they need, so they do nothing.
  5. Your friends made a joke, right? Or maybe it’s almost. Kion, listening quietly to the planning for rest and shelter, blinks. “Me? My name is Kion. You’re Casi, right?” That was the post I was referring to, where only the emperor is mentioned as a character. The small drone looks around to see where it is now, the pilot - Rebus, of course - dimly aware of Authors mettleing with its location.
  6. Filaments in several colors - a leaf-like green, a darker blue-green, a deep magenta, a relatively bright yellow, and a few others - grow out of the black wall and loosely twist around you. They send off their own shoots and lock together, closing over your face, but they leave a decent amount of space around your eyes and mouth, and you can still breathe. If you understandably struggle, the strange substance is springy and strong, but the Vvondin would still call “don’t break the filament! Air mixing would be really bad!”. The cocoon cools down to a comfortable room temperature, and lifts you upwards and forwards, seemingly into the area occupied by the wall. After another ten seconds, a hand reaches out, grasps yours, and pulls you out into a brightly lit room. In the few seconds it takes your eyes to adjust, the others would be coming through.
  7. The Vvondin leads them to a different part of the wall. “You will need to lean on the wall here, and it will envelope you. After this, it will look through the bacteria on your skin, killing any that are harmful. Finally, it will pull you in, and the other side will open. If any of you are claustrophobic, there is something else we can do.”
  8. @Ookla the Mom Friend @Ookla the Inconclusive @Ookla the Dragonslayer The vehicle reaches the end of the Runway, which smoothly connects to a large, short dome. The vehicle parks itself into the wall, which is of course made from the black material they seem to make everything from. The two biologists get out, and they motion for you to do so. The human leans against the wall as well, but the Vvondin motions you to follow them. “I do not think your suits can sterilize or bud, so the research station will do it.”
  9. Ah, so really physics is at a loss anyway. The group in Ragnorok: Kion, Faunus, Perseus, Moni, and Casi. The device waves side to side, tilting to do so. The orange ring seems to be holding it up, and the design is similar to Rebus’s hologram projector. @Ookla the Cookie Collector, you can move the device if you want. The Emperor is the only person mentioned by name, so people would logically teleport to him.
  10. Cole is still in the throne room, the Duke’s armor next to him. He’s speaking quietly, and keeps turning back and forth. He’s also excited about something, it seems.
  11. The point I was trying to make is that things can seemingly go faster than light as long as no actual object is. The two directions thing seems to be wrong from the spaceship’s point of view, but if observer C is on the planet they started at the distance between the ships grows at almost twice the speed of light. The laser dot thing is a similar example, as is the “train moves at almost the speed of light, if it drops traincars off regularly the back of the train goes faster than light” scenario (no train car moves faster than light, but the car that is designated the back changes and thus seems faster than light). Anyway, the point I was trying to make was that if something goes faster than light, something is wrong with your thought experiment and you should make sure that you aren’t using quasiparticle-like objects. A small device, sleek light grey with black seams and a glowing orange ring at the bottom, zips up to the Emperor. Unfortunately, as they were still not very good lawyers, their suing was not very effective. @Ookla the Dragonslayer, @Ookla the Dylsxic, @Ookla the Irreplaceable, @Ookla the nostealnamepls, did I miss any posts? Kion is following with the group.
  12. @Ookla the Dragonslayer Cole smiles with slightly alarming cheer, glad to have actually come to a deal, especially one that seems to involve him being handed objects of power, and then him - not Freedom - being the one to give Intellect that information. “Great, I will fulfill that deal! Probably! I think the more I do things, the more erratic I get. But for now, I intend to help you comprehend the Archstone. When do we start? Should the others come along?”
  13. I only know of the general landscape of the Thread (which encompasses anything not somewhere else), Onyx’s realm (which is really dangerous but currently contains some people), Ragnorok (also really dangerous, also contains people), Sequencr’s world (closed right now, but there was a party there earlier), and a planet I made, Antimatterland (do not go there, you will explode unless you have force fields). But honestly, just write your character being somewhere, and a half dozen Narrators will notice and appear.
  14. The hologram projector shows a picture of Rebus’s jaw dropping. “That is so absurdly exploitable *shocked stammering*” the projector writes beneath it. Kion is confused, slightly. It’s likely a common reaction. “There are others, with other powers? I suppose I am here, so why not someone from somewhere else.” Wait, what? That happens? Kion nods. “That sounds worthy, as I said. Revolution could be a spell, actually. Perhaps it may be useful.” So, first of all things going faster than light should go back in time, secondly because gravity is a property of spacial geometry slowing time should retain gravity, and thirdly slowing time is relatively nonsensical except in relativity time dilation things, which mess with gravity in different way on their own. Anyway, local FLT is possible, as long as it doesn’t communicate information faster than light. For instance, two things moving at almost light speed away from each other seem to result in a relatively velocity of faster than light, but information doesn’t go any faster. Or a laser pointer dot shined at something far away can move faster than light, but the information is moving at light speed from the person turning the pointer.
  15. “Well, Intellect, I think your problem is that the true discoveries are made by people a bit insane. The kind of insanity that makes you do something nobody thinks is possible or worth it, and then to keep trying to do it when it doesn’t work. And the object you’re trying to understand was made by the maddest, most audacious genius of them all. You need to accept something truly incomprehensible, and pretend it makes sense until it does. Mad audacity, if I think correctly, does not suit you. And Freedom doing it for you is not a solution you’d accept.” He stops for a second. “That was surprising coherent, on my part. I guess hallucinations and actual insanity aren’t the same. Anyway, you need someone that Intellect trusts but Freedom can empower. Someone high functioning insane to comprehend it, and someone brilliant enough to use it. So you should both give your powers to someone who’s already proved themselves. Like the Duke - although he’s supposed to be dead and also might be too important to be effectively controlled by fits of whimsy and ignorant - or disregardful - of any sort of decorum.”
  16. Alvar helps, silently mourning that one of his sets of “allies” will have to kill the other. He also wracks his brain for memory removal potions; the bandit operation is unsustainable unless they can rob people without needed them to join.
  17. @Ookla the Stormy Nick smiles at Deven again. “You are kind of person we need. You’re willing to do the right thing for people you barely know, and that makes you worth a thousand economists.” He pauses until SIMON tells him his next statement won’t take away from his encouragement. “The fact that you live here is valuable as well. I have no way to know what an Auton is, and from the sounds of it, that may be a very important variable. I’m not sure if you know this - I may have mentioned it a few times in the footage they decided to send out - but I’m a xenoengineer. My job is to use technology or biology to put together devices, even if I don’t understand completely how it works. Auton sounds technological; I could potentially duplicate or put to use whatever it is.” If the translator the other pair of glasses used is like that, I think SIMON could have co-opted it for speed of translation.
  18. Kion wonders what happened to the first couple of walls, then realizes the number could have some other significance. He then follows Perseus as he begins walking. Kion shakes Madness/Casi’s hand. “My name is Kion. I take it you’re a Narrator.” Both from the magic, and the frivolity and oddity. Rebus’s hologram projector keeps writing. “I like Madness! I’m not sure why - I blame Author things. Regardless, the fact that you specified sense indicates there won’t be any lasers, which is unfortunate. Which sixth sense does the Notblade affect? My first thought was proprioception, but I don’t know if that works.”
  19. Nick resolves to figure out what happened to SIMON’s translator, which is supposed to work through circumlocution. But of course, language doesn’t seem to be making sense anyway, and there’s no reason to look a gift horse in the mouth. “I’ve seen the damage they’ve done. Those people dropped me into a volcano, and seem perfectly willing to hire assassins and kill their own employees. Truly, any plan on its own would be nothing to the company, but I hope by cutting their monopoly, public support, and legal status off at once, they won’t have the resources to recover. Then we find a universe with wizards or something, and have them mumble you into a post-scarcity society.” Nick looks at him, a chuckling a bit himself. “The device itself, if we can copy it, will destroy the economy in a positive way. There was a time interstellar travel was monopolized. One ship of miners mutinied and sold the materials on their own, paying the company any profit they made above their salaries, plus a bit more for using the ship. The courts considered this fair, but the CEO’s face when he realized these people were selling a planet worth of supplies for pennies, utterly destroying his monopoly? The video is priceless, and the whole company collapsed from their aggressive growth suddenly unsupported.”
  20. Nick smiles at him, glad at least someone is willing to listen to them. “We have three plans. I’ve recorded us talking about how we’ve been captured and what we feel about it - the show cuts out any part we try to discuss the fact we’ve essentially been kidnapped. We’ll release that video in hopes it causes some sort of backlash. Secondly, or perhaps slightly before, we’ll go through the legal system. Get a trial, unionize, and all that. Thirdly, if all else fails, we’ll steal, hack, or reverse engineer the teleportation machine. I believe that qualifies as self-defense, as we are imprisoned without it - they’ll bring us back in a day and a half from now - and I have proof that the company sent a strike team after us when we didn’t go where we were expected.”
  21. Kion doesn’t know what that means, but he gets ready to follow someone who does.
  22. Cole cocks his head. “That is less coherent than I would expect. You want information on clean you seeing you - is clean Gronk Freedom? And the Archstone is being moved?” He turns to the Burnt Man. “Do you have any way to fix this? Do I sound the same?”
  23. “What are we waiting for, then?” Kion stands ready to walk, but doesn’t know which way they are going.
  24. Cole smiles and waves. “Hello there! I see I’ve gone more insane, which I was trying to avoid. It gets in the way of doing things, I think. Anyway, if you want to keep the Stone you can; the more important thing is combating Rage, correct? It would be a valuable asset in the fight, but I understand wanting to keep the tool you don’t know how to use out of the hands of those who do but you don’t trust. How could I be of assistance, either in directly combating Rage or in helping prove we do not wish to betray you?”
  25. Alvar has an easily soakable rag for just this sort of thing; with it clapped over his mouth he avoids breathing in the strange smoke that other adventurer had caused. He sticks to places where he’s unlikely to be stabbed by trigger-happy bandits until the smoke clears.
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