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Through the Living Heir

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  1. 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.
  2. 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.”
  3. @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.”
  4. 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.
  5. 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.
  6. 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.
  7. @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?”
  8. 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.
  9. 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.
  10. “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.”
  11. 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.
  12. @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.
  13. 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.”
  14. 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.”
  15. 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.”
  16. Kion doesn’t know what that means, but he gets ready to follow someone who does.
  17. 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?”
  18. “What are we waiting for, then?” Kion stands ready to walk, but doesn’t know which way they are going.
  19. 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?”
  20. 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.
  21. “Interesting. I’ll be on the lookout, I suppose. I for one think we should get going. This place is eerie.” The Render continues building walls, towers, troughs, patterns, and other structures from grass, rocks and dirt, wandering around the endless field. Perhaps something would notice… Rebus, slightly annoyed that the Subversion-soulsplinter rescuing operation fully ignored him, quickly recovers and looks for something new to do. On his own, at least for now; his Author seemed busy, so he didn’t seek out someone to interact with…
  22. Cole waves. “Alright, do we have a successor? How good are they at lying? We’ll want contact with the Duke so we don’t do anything he disapproves of.”
  23. Kion is intrigued. “Plot … blade?” A small metal object falls out of the sky. Force fields quickly emanate from it, pushing air outwards with a whoosh and then Rebus, clad in a grey and black longcoat (TV troupes has a whole thing about it, after all) with bright orange trim and matching practical-ish other clothes, suddenly stands inside the fields. “I dare say I would be of use here! As long as nano-tech continues working, at least. I think I may need to talk to Onyx, anyway, but if that doesn’t occupy my attention I could use some realming lessons as well.”
  24. Kion is disappointed yet relieved that there isn’t an easy way for an ordinary person to defeat a Narrator, but also there doesn’t seem to be an even more powerful group of magic users running around. (He’s part wrong on the both counts, but at least he won’t run into anyone who would make those things relevant) He’s also noticed a Plot Hole, but decides not to point it out in the hopes that said god-complex possessing Narrator cannot appear. “Still, fighting then escaping a being that can read minds and do whatever they want is an impressive feat. If I didn’t have to worry about my Render I would be nigh-unstoppable, and apparently Narrators are an order of magnitude beyond that - although there seem to be rules they follow.”
  25. “Of course that’s what Narrators go around doing.” Kion mumbles angrily. Then he processes the implications of the statement. “Wait. You fought a Narrator and won? My Render almost brought one to a standstill, but when I told Sequence what could imprison it, it took a heartbeat for it to be trapped. Somehow it convinced Sequence to let it out, though, which does not bode well.” The Render, stuck in an endless field with no direction to reach Kion, begins to dig, stacking rocks in patterns and packing dirt into walls and ramps. It doesn’t have a real goal, but it feels right.
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