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unknownseas2022-06-12 10:14 am
bathymetric) wrote in unknownseas2022-06-12 10:14 am
And with the sweat of your brow...
Fun Fact: Did you know that if the multiverse is real, there could be an almost infinite square mileage of completely unexplored ocean out there?
No reason.
...
You wake in one of 25 rooms with a sense of unease that doesn't quite track with how nice the accommodations are. Maybe it has something to do with the giant window leading out to the sea. The temperature is low, which might make you wish you had woken up under the luxurious covers instead of atop them. The lights, too, are low. But next to your bed is a small personal radio, and it's playing a song for you. There's also a small note printed on folded cardstock next to it.
Dear Prospective Citizen,
Welcome to the Helios Suites at New Rapture. The time should currently be 12:00 PM. Please take a moment to get your bearings and become acquainted with your new environment, then meet in the hotel lobby at 1:30 PM sharp for an orientation with Mayor Fontaine.
With only that for guidance, there's only the one thing to do: get out there and start exploring... well, it's hardly a full city, but it's something! And in the halls (or on the wall of your suite or the lobby), you very well may find up to 24 other captives.
What you do until your meeting with Mayor Fontaine, well... that's up to you. Every room certainly gives you something to talk about.
No reason.
...
You wake in one of 25 rooms with a sense of unease that doesn't quite track with how nice the accommodations are. Maybe it has something to do with the giant window leading out to the sea. The temperature is low, which might make you wish you had woken up under the luxurious covers instead of atop them. The lights, too, are low. But next to your bed is a small personal radio, and it's playing a song for you. There's also a small note printed on folded cardstock next to it.
Dear Prospective Citizen,
Welcome to the Helios Suites at New Rapture. The time should currently be 12:00 PM. Please take a moment to get your bearings and become acquainted with your new environment, then meet in the hotel lobby at 1:30 PM sharp for an orientation with Mayor Fontaine.
With only that for guidance, there's only the one thing to do: get out there and start exploring... well, it's hardly a full city, but it's something! And in the halls (or on the wall of your suite or the lobby), you very well may find up to 24 other captives.
What you do until your meeting with Mayor Fontaine, well... that's up to you. Every room certainly gives you something to talk about.
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But it seems some of those with more unusual information are cagey about explaining what it means. There might be a reason for the secrecy. It would be odd to write nonsense about a few of us, so I'm inclined to think it's all true.
[She's talking about Nandor and the such, and apparently doesn't realize that fits herself as well, haha]
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Interesting. So what you're saying is that they have somehow exposed our secrets? That does make me curious about how they were able to get such information in the first place--and to a more timely point, to what end it serves.
[...]
Though all be told, I'm impressed that one as young as you has made progress in becoming such an analytical individual! You're someone who could certainly rival Sabi in talent.
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...oh.
[Aiba had seen her profile. She saw the information within and found far more issue with her nomenclature being revealed, judging nothing else was nowhere as important as that part. She had failed to consider that maybe, hey, people would think her age and her height would attract attention.
Or maybe it's the strain of having to spend resources on using this projection sapping from her usually sharp judgment. Who knows, who knows]
...I...should mention what I said applies to everybody except me.
[Yeah, that excuse won't fly]
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Unfortunately, this is Adaman, and that kind of reaction...honestly, it gets him to guffaw in a very undignified manner before speaking up again.]
Oho? Wouldn't that make you among those who are rather cagey about their information, young lady?
[Adaman is absolutely doing this to tease. I am so sorry.]
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[That's definitely a yes. Yes she is one of those cagey people. And just like a few of those other people, she's pretty bad at hiding it
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Oho, is that so? I believe it is relevant in that perhaps not all of the Mayor's information gathered is inaccurate. I can be forgiven for being curious, can't I?
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[This AI really gets all huffy sometimes, hah. At least she's not one to hold grudges for silly things]
If you continue insisting, I will waste time in your presence and you won't like it.
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Wh-- [EXCUSE] Surely, you cannot be serious! Would it truly be rational of you to act like that?!
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[Aiba hooks her arms behind her back, and begins]
time
/tʌɪm/
Noun
First.
The indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present, and future regarded as a whole.
Example: "travel through space and time"
Second.
A point of time as measured--
[Please stop her]
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almighty sinnoh he knows he has and he deserves something for it
he's not sure it's this]
You--you cannot possibly keep this up for that amount of time--!
[please keep going, he looks so horrified??]
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Example: "the time is 1.30", as in the agreed time to meet the Mayor, fifty-seven minutes from now, minutes that will be wasted.
verb
First:
plan, schedule, or arrange when (something) should happen or be done.
Example: "Mayor Fontaine's appearance is timed for 1.30", which is in fifty-six minutes, amount that will be wasted--
[Reciting dictionary definitions as punishment for...noticing the weirdness involving Aiba was not how she expected to spend any of her time today, but at this point it's almost a matter of pride]