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Entry #001 (Joint post)
[ On the screen there is a boy. He is brown-haired, hazel-eyed, and wearing a pair of wire-framed glasses. He’s also wearing a garishly orange polo shirt, against the advisement of the other boy beside him. The glasses-wearer is Gansey, and he comes with a friendly, very-nearly-cheerful, smile. ]
Good morning. My apologies, if I’m interrupting any of you. I’m Gansey. [ He points beside him, to the dusty-haired, sepia-toned boy with his nose in a book. ] This is my friend, Adam Parrish. [ The book moves down an inch, Adam’s mouth twisted in displeasure. ] I said I’d sit here, not that I’d join in.
[ Gansey pauses mid-flow, concentration suddenly shifted to Adam. ]
Saying hello is not joining in. I’m being polite, why can’t we be polite?
I’ve said hello to people. [ Glancing to the device in Gansey’s hands and then up to his friend’s face again. ] Multiple people! If I’d have realised we were putting on a show I’d have swapped places with Lynch. What’s wrong with texting?
[ Gansey’s head does a minute little shake. ] No one wants to read this amount of text. Just bear with me, all right?
[ Adam pauses for a moment and then let’s himself think about how much they need to ask, what they’ve already discussed. He has a point. ] Okay, fine. [ A sigh. ] Carry on.
[ And so Gansey does, attention back on the lens. ]
We’re new here, although I’ve met a fair few of you already. I thought it was time for formal introductions. We’ll have seen some of you at school. We’re going to Xavier’s. If you’re a student there, let us know. We’d like to meet you. I also have a few questions. Don’t feel you have to be a student to answer them - I’m looking for any takers.
[ He pauses to put something small and leafy into his mouth, and shifts his posture. Looking mildly more comfortable, he continues. During this time Adam closes his book and twists a little where he’s sat to watch the epic reveal of Studious Gansey to the masses. It’s his favourite part. ]
What I’m after is knowledge. I’m painfully bereft of it here. It’s very disconcerting to know that the history of a place is entirely different from all I’ve learned. I need to catch up.
But most of all, more than anything else, I’m interested in that Porter. I’ll be honest with you; as fascinating as it is here, I was in the middle of something I wasn’t ready to leave, and I need to get back to it.
[ He pauses, thoughtful, wondering how to go on. His thumb runs across his lower lip, an unconscious signature of his thought process, of gears turning in his head. There’s an energy about Gansey even though he’s sitting still. This is important, and he wants to phrase it properly, but there’s also a great deal he needs to say. ]
None of my theories are good enough, strong enough, to explain what that machine does. Is it drawing energy that comes from a natural source, like a ley line? Does it have its own source of power? How does it decide which of us it brings here, and why does it give us powers? I’m not just talking about how we’re all supposed to be heroes. That’s a human answer to a question that may have nothing to do with humanity at all. If you have theories, I’d like them. No matter how outlandish you think they seem.
[ He’s serious. Every investigation has a beginning. Every search starts out with false leads. He will pull at every thread until he finds the right one; that’s what he does. Gansey has always been good at finding things. This is a problem, but it’s not one he’ll let go. He’s only just beginning. ]
I’ve already spoken to a few of you. I’ve heard tell about a being calling herself Lachesis, and I’ve heard there was another world, before this one, that some of you were stranded in. She brought you here, and apparently, she talked to you. I’ve also heard she hasn’t talked since. If any of you know more about this, I’d like to hear from you. I’d also like to hear from anyone who has studied the Porter as it is now - or anyone who’d like to, because I promise you, it will be a study of mine.
[ His fingers tap idly against his knee. That thoughtful expression is still there, still not done, but somehow it’s gotten lost in itself. So he looks to Adam, who drives a clear path through that chaos better than anyone Gansey has ever known. ]
Adam?
[ Adam looks up startled, as if he’d been too caught up in Gansey doing his thing to remember that he was part of it. He frowns and then leans a little closer towards him to be seen. ] We get it, we’re new. But you can trust us. We just want to understand. If we can do that then we might be able to help. [ Superhero Adam Parrish. He looks uncomfortable. Pleading with the masses is awful. He sends a furtive look to Gansey once more and picks up his book again.
Gansey, meanwhile, is watching him with a smile that’s altogether different than the one he’d given the camera.]
And, that’s why you’re in the video. [ Gansey nods, flashing his eyes back to the device again. ] Thank you all for your time.
[ End feed. ]
(( ooc: Gansey is black; Adam is green. ))
Good morning. My apologies, if I’m interrupting any of you. I’m Gansey. [ He points beside him, to the dusty-haired, sepia-toned boy with his nose in a book. ] This is my friend, Adam Parrish. [ The book moves down an inch, Adam’s mouth twisted in displeasure. ] I said I’d sit here, not that I’d join in.
[ Gansey pauses mid-flow, concentration suddenly shifted to Adam. ]
Saying hello is not joining in. I’m being polite, why can’t we be polite?
I’ve said hello to people. [ Glancing to the device in Gansey’s hands and then up to his friend’s face again. ] Multiple people! If I’d have realised we were putting on a show I’d have swapped places with Lynch. What’s wrong with texting?
[ Gansey’s head does a minute little shake. ] No one wants to read this amount of text. Just bear with me, all right?
[ Adam pauses for a moment and then let’s himself think about how much they need to ask, what they’ve already discussed. He has a point. ] Okay, fine. [ A sigh. ] Carry on.
[ And so Gansey does, attention back on the lens. ]
We’re new here, although I’ve met a fair few of you already. I thought it was time for formal introductions. We’ll have seen some of you at school. We’re going to Xavier’s. If you’re a student there, let us know. We’d like to meet you. I also have a few questions. Don’t feel you have to be a student to answer them - I’m looking for any takers.
[ He pauses to put something small and leafy into his mouth, and shifts his posture. Looking mildly more comfortable, he continues. During this time Adam closes his book and twists a little where he’s sat to watch the epic reveal of Studious Gansey to the masses. It’s his favourite part. ]
What I’m after is knowledge. I’m painfully bereft of it here. It’s very disconcerting to know that the history of a place is entirely different from all I’ve learned. I need to catch up.
But most of all, more than anything else, I’m interested in that Porter. I’ll be honest with you; as fascinating as it is here, I was in the middle of something I wasn’t ready to leave, and I need to get back to it.
[ He pauses, thoughtful, wondering how to go on. His thumb runs across his lower lip, an unconscious signature of his thought process, of gears turning in his head. There’s an energy about Gansey even though he’s sitting still. This is important, and he wants to phrase it properly, but there’s also a great deal he needs to say. ]
None of my theories are good enough, strong enough, to explain what that machine does. Is it drawing energy that comes from a natural source, like a ley line? Does it have its own source of power? How does it decide which of us it brings here, and why does it give us powers? I’m not just talking about how we’re all supposed to be heroes. That’s a human answer to a question that may have nothing to do with humanity at all. If you have theories, I’d like them. No matter how outlandish you think they seem.
[ He’s serious. Every investigation has a beginning. Every search starts out with false leads. He will pull at every thread until he finds the right one; that’s what he does. Gansey has always been good at finding things. This is a problem, but it’s not one he’ll let go. He’s only just beginning. ]
I’ve already spoken to a few of you. I’ve heard tell about a being calling herself Lachesis, and I’ve heard there was another world, before this one, that some of you were stranded in. She brought you here, and apparently, she talked to you. I’ve also heard she hasn’t talked since. If any of you know more about this, I’d like to hear from you. I’d also like to hear from anyone who has studied the Porter as it is now - or anyone who’d like to, because I promise you, it will be a study of mine.
[ His fingers tap idly against his knee. That thoughtful expression is still there, still not done, but somehow it’s gotten lost in itself. So he looks to Adam, who drives a clear path through that chaos better than anyone Gansey has ever known. ]
Adam?
[ Adam looks up startled, as if he’d been too caught up in Gansey doing his thing to remember that he was part of it. He frowns and then leans a little closer towards him to be seen. ] We get it, we’re new. But you can trust us. We just want to understand. If we can do that then we might be able to help. [ Superhero Adam Parrish. He looks uncomfortable. Pleading with the masses is awful. He sends a furtive look to Gansey once more and picks up his book again.
Gansey, meanwhile, is watching him with a smile that’s altogether different than the one he’d given the camera.]
And, that’s why you’re in the video. [ Gansey nods, flashing his eyes back to the device again. ] Thank you all for your time.
[ End feed. ]
(( ooc: Gansey is black; Adam is green. ))
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The next time I say no video, I mean no video. [ He knows he'll be in so many videos, both intentionally and accidentally. He just doesn't want to give up just yet.
He bites off the end of his candy and leans back a little, going through the notes Gansey has made. ] Do you think people will come talk to us?
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What's so wrong with showing your face? You have a nice face. People like to know who they're talking to.
[ He swallows the mint leaf in his mouth, and almost immediately reaches for a twizzler. By rights, this should taste terrible. By fact, Gansey does not care. ]
I'm hoping they will. Sometimes all you can do is ask. I'll seek people out one by one if I have to, but others might be as curious as we are.
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What're you reading?
[ yeah, she just straight up ignored the question, you're welcome. it was the siren call of people her own age, she couldn't resist. ]
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Uh. [ Out of sight of Abigail he flips it to the front cover and rhymes it off. ] It's called The Ice Age of a Cold War by some dude named P. J. Winkleman Jr. I'm not sure I'd recommend it.
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Reading, or avoiding my post. Take your pick, really.
But it's like I said. We're trying to catch up on our history.
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As for leylines... I doubt that its source of power is magical in nature, unless it's drawing power from another world. There doesn't seem to be any magic native to this world.
Have you read the document that Kate Bishop put together? I can send it to you if you like.
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Can you send it to both of us? I'd like to read it too.
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[ Kate's is not a name he knows, but it sounds right. Also, Sabriel's hit on an excellent point, one that's concerned him since the day he arrived. ]
Do we know that it's not drawing power from another world? The thought did occur to me. I wondered if that's why certain people were chosen, because of their...proximity, shall we say, to a relevant power source in their own world.
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Well you'll certainly be in good company here. There are many of us searching for those answers. We've come at it from a quantum angle with a very skilled quantum physicist already familiar with such technology with no results. This world's laws appear to be different at least insofar as our 'powers' are concerned, so that in itself lends some considerable difficulty.
It begs the question about their nature, and that's something myself and a colleague of mine are looking to explore. Then of course 'Lachesis', though none of us have been able to approach it to my knowledge and as you can imagine, that particular limitation is a setback all on its own..
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do you think they're dangerous? i mean some of them are. but could they be hurting the person without them knowing it?
like radiation?
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I APOLOGIZE TO GANSEYMUN BUT /science/
I'm always apologizing for science threadjacks XD
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Yes, I know. It's one of the first things I asked to do when I arrived here, and of course, I couldn't manage to convince them. Every aspect of it - or of her, I suppose, if we credit that rumor - is fascinating to me. If it was simply a matter of quantum physics, I think I would be less surprised. A machine that can cross the dimensional barrier is as credible as string theory itself, but the powers that it gives us are something else.
Or at least, I think they are. You're a scientist, I imagine? Tell me if I'm wrong, this is exactly the sort of advice I need.
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You two are bloody adorable, you know.
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Now he's just answering her with a look of pure confusion. ] I'm not. [ He's only just discovered compliments make him bloom flowers, don't encourage it, Kitty. ]
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I told you so.
[ Back to Kitty. ]
I told him so. Are you going to talk to us about ancient Greek deities, Kitty Jones?
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Kitty. Is that short for Katherine? I don't think I ever asked.
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And yeah, no one would have wanted to read all that as text. total tldr
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My interests are quite varied. Archaeology. Academia. History, in particular, which is a shame since that's exactly what I'm asking for here. My particular area of research takes me into a number of fields. Here, what I'm interested in is going home. My questions are an attempt to understand the situation we're both in.
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we're asking questions, we don't need to tell you our grades to get answers.
[ He thought that the kind of feeling this inspires in him would be left back in Henrietta. Because that's the place he's been killing himself to make it in, the jobs, the homework, the never sleeping, all to have Aglionby on his records and escape. But no, he's being asked about his school as if he needs a name to prove his brightness. ]
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[ first thing on everyone's mind. only thing on everyone's mind, maybe. he wonders how april stands it, knowing she could be ripped away from will any time. or vice versa. ]
Not many have been able to get to it. I can't even name someone who's seen it, let alone studied it. Whatever's powering it, I don't think it's anything any of us would recognize. And I don't really see it being strictly technological or strictly magical in nature.
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We already thought about it being some kind of hybrid power source. But just because we haven't seen it before doesn't mean we wouldn't be able to figure it out given the chance. [ They hadn't understood Cabeswater at first and now look at them - he has faith in Gansey on working things out when they need him to. ]
Why's it hidden? If they don't want us here, if they can't control it, why not get someone else to look at it? Why not get someone to reverse it?
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Oh, come on now. What's missing from this picture?
[ he leans back in his seat and holds up three fingers. ]
We usually get three for the price of one, don't we? And it seems Lachesis is by her lonesome.
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Do you mean there's another Porter? [ He's not sure he's reading into it right. Maybe he's not. But his head's turned. ]
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video. SO THIS IS ENTIRE WORLDS LATE
Whatever you have to get back to, it will keep. That's the way it works here, she takes you from one point in the timeline and returns you to it, just as if you'd never been away. So while you may need to return, home won't need you.
You were asking for those who've been around since before this world, and I see that I'll be you're only one. I suppose that isn't shocking, there aren't many of us left.
DON'T WORRY SO AM I
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Where did the rest go? Home?
we'll just be late together
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