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maskormenace2014-02-15 01:11 am
dragony) wrote in maskormenace2014-02-15 01:11 am
Entry tags:
- ruka | n/a,
- † captain harlock | n/a,
- † ellie langford | n/a,
- † floyd lawton | deadshot,
- † hank pym | giant-man,
- † isaac clarke | n/a,
- † kate bishop | hawkeye,
- † lust | n/a,
- † manaka sajou | seraph,
- † maria del andallo | n/a,
- † mitchell hundred | the great machine,
- † renee montoya | n/a,
- † rikku | machina maw
1 ♡ audio (backdated to 11am, 2/14)
There's a number of new faces around here. But, in a way, we're all relatively new faces to this neighborhood. Maybe it would make more sense to say, this is a new experience for some, and an old for others. Isn't that right?
[ The voice speaking is a level, feminine voice: teenager, middling pitch, with words that are well-enunciated. While there is an accent—noticeably not American—it's caught in a threshold between others, and difficult to place.
It's hard to tell if she sounds bored, or if that's just how she naturally talks. ]
To get everyone on the same page, I thought it would be best to tell you how we came here, and what came before. It's something of a long story, though, and I'm not the best person to tell it, but better something than nothing. Right? Though, if you're not interested, you can skip the rest of this broadcast.
The "world before" this one, the one people mean when they refer to "the City," was Earth. Another Earth, similar enough to this one, and to the Earths you may have known—"the City" was their name for "New York City," if that means anything to you. At some point, a teleportation device was built, and on October 10th, 2008 by its calendar, and by this one, the "Porter" was activated, and brought the first "imPorts." At that time, it was controlled by an artificial intelligence in a suit of armor, but that being was later destroyed by the artificial intelligence of the Porter itself.
She calls herself Lachesis. Like the Fate.
For five years, she controlled our lives there. She determined who was imPorted, who was exPorted; who would return there with their memory intact, and who would not. If they would come back the same, or from some different history than the one we knew. She determined who was raised from the dead, if we died, and whose soul never came back. She could change the powers we were born with, and she could take them away. She could change our species, as it suited her. She's capricious, a fan of practical jokes and snide cruelties, and chess. Hers was the voice that welcomed us as "heroes."
Two years after it all started, she changed that world. Countries emerged, fully realized, emerged from nothing. The history of that world was rewritten; the memories of its inhabitants, too. The damage done by her enemies, erased. Those of us who were there could remember what the world was like, before she changed it, but we're the only ones who could.
After that, our shared enemy was Vulcanus. Others can tell you more about them, but they wished to take what made us powerful and use it to their own ends. Kidnapping, torture, genetic experimentation—that sort of thing. [ Though the content of the statement is serious, "torture" may as well be synonym for "toothbrush," for the easy, careless way she says it. ] But, when they could not... that is to say, "beat us," the way things were, they sought to gain power on other worlds, other dimensions. And we would follow them. Not by choice, and not with any sort of plan, but for months and months, you couldn't trust that placing one foot in front of the other would land on the same ground.
We're rather weary of traveling, I think.
In one of those worlds, we met her "sister", Clotho. But the third of them... you may have already heard. She destroyed that world, were we lived before. I don't... I'm not sure how it all happened, in the end, but in rescuing Lachesis, she saved us. Brought us here, to this world.
I can't tell you much about the state of this world, but there's two things I do know. One, large gatherings will almost always end in some chaos, so you should be prepared for that. And two, you can't trust people to act in anybody's interest but their own. The people of this world will not be kind to us for kindness alone.
[ There's pause enough that it might be mistaken for the end of the broadcast, before: ]
We should decide on names for all of these different worlds soon. This sort of thing will only get harder to explain later on without them.
[ The voice speaking is a level, feminine voice: teenager, middling pitch, with words that are well-enunciated. While there is an accent—noticeably not American—it's caught in a threshold between others, and difficult to place.
It's hard to tell if she sounds bored, or if that's just how she naturally talks. ]
To get everyone on the same page, I thought it would be best to tell you how we came here, and what came before. It's something of a long story, though, and I'm not the best person to tell it, but better something than nothing. Right? Though, if you're not interested, you can skip the rest of this broadcast.
The "world before" this one, the one people mean when they refer to "the City," was Earth. Another Earth, similar enough to this one, and to the Earths you may have known—"the City" was their name for "New York City," if that means anything to you. At some point, a teleportation device was built, and on October 10th, 2008 by its calendar, and by this one, the "Porter" was activated, and brought the first "imPorts." At that time, it was controlled by an artificial intelligence in a suit of armor, but that being was later destroyed by the artificial intelligence of the Porter itself.
She calls herself Lachesis. Like the Fate.
For five years, she controlled our lives there. She determined who was imPorted, who was exPorted; who would return there with their memory intact, and who would not. If they would come back the same, or from some different history than the one we knew. She determined who was raised from the dead, if we died, and whose soul never came back. She could change the powers we were born with, and she could take them away. She could change our species, as it suited her. She's capricious, a fan of practical jokes and snide cruelties, and chess. Hers was the voice that welcomed us as "heroes."
Two years after it all started, she changed that world. Countries emerged, fully realized, emerged from nothing. The history of that world was rewritten; the memories of its inhabitants, too. The damage done by her enemies, erased. Those of us who were there could remember what the world was like, before she changed it, but we're the only ones who could.
After that, our shared enemy was Vulcanus. Others can tell you more about them, but they wished to take what made us powerful and use it to their own ends. Kidnapping, torture, genetic experimentation—that sort of thing. [ Though the content of the statement is serious, "torture" may as well be synonym for "toothbrush," for the easy, careless way she says it. ] But, when they could not... that is to say, "beat us," the way things were, they sought to gain power on other worlds, other dimensions. And we would follow them. Not by choice, and not with any sort of plan, but for months and months, you couldn't trust that placing one foot in front of the other would land on the same ground.
We're rather weary of traveling, I think.
In one of those worlds, we met her "sister", Clotho. But the third of them... you may have already heard. She destroyed that world, were we lived before. I don't... I'm not sure how it all happened, in the end, but in rescuing Lachesis, she saved us. Brought us here, to this world.
I can't tell you much about the state of this world, but there's two things I do know. One, large gatherings will almost always end in some chaos, so you should be prepared for that. And two, you can't trust people to act in anybody's interest but their own. The people of this world will not be kind to us for kindness alone.
[ There's pause enough that it might be mistaken for the end of the broadcast, before: ]
We should decide on names for all of these different worlds soon. This sort of thing will only get harder to explain later on without them.
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[ she would respond to the first part, but that would be a concession to the fact that she considers dates in the city meaningful! and hell no that is not happening, any more than acknowledging that even knowing the phrase "amusement park" is a product of her time here and nothing else. emotional constipation isn't just for teenagers anymore. ]
It seems that any other options would take more words than people here have an interest in remembering. But no matter what, there won't be any real way to communicate what it was like. Best to keep it short.
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What kind, though -- that's a different matter. I don't mean to sound sentimental, of course.
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[ DOES NOT ACTUALLY SOUND SNIDE OR SARCASTIC ABOUT THIS. for once in her life. ]
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I suppose there's little enough chance of that. You said that you met the third sister -- not Lachesis, nor the last. It's not much of a description.
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Whatever stories we tell, people would have to trust on faith alone, if they could not witness it themselves.
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[ jesus christ lust could you be a little more blithely depressing ]
But right now, I suppose I'll just have to trust you.
[ BETTER.....??? ]
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[ BANTER...????? ]
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[ BANTER!!... KIND OF look she's voluntarily talking to her and she doesn't have her nails at her throat that's close enough ]
Speaking of which. Are the responses what you expected?
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A few weren't, but even that's too be expected, isn't it? I can't predict the specifics of every heart before I can meet them.
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[ come on lust it's the evasion hour every hour with ruka ]
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[ OF COURSE, SO IS GENERALIZATION
INCLUDING GENERALIZING THE HUMAN REACTION TO A LOT OF INPUT ]
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