Log date 11 4 2. One week since Fontaine's proclamation. Progress on project...mixed. If that clod Rodyle's primative technology could be more versatile... But the machines we have commandeered do seem, nnyyehhhmhm, promising. Maybe we can't recreate warps from Homeworld...but bringing outside objects in should give us the capability to hold up indefinitely.
[ A pause. General sounds of tinkering. She continues, less clinical and more downtrodden. ]
I haven't felt...homesick for the old barn in a long time. Not at least since starting this project. What began as a way to stick it to Fontaine for assigning me to a simple agricultural position has evolved into our only remaining link to the outside world. I am...nostalgic, and for not the first time, I wish I could ask Steven-
[ The sound of a door opening. A voice identified as Female Founder #2 calls out: ]
Peridot? You've been in here awhile. Do you need a break?
[ Female Founder #3—Peridot—starts up again, sounding suddenly jovial. ]
Oh, no! I'm sure I needn't remind you, Alice May, that I, as a gem, do not require sleep OR food and therefore am the best choice for swift progression on our Operation Ultimate Vending. Please continue to recharge and rest assured that I, Peridot, will complete this next phase before you and the others awaken!
[ Female Founder #2—Alice May: ]
...You're doing the thing again.
[ Peridot: ]
Whaaaat? Noooo. What "thing" is it you're even referring to?
no subject
Tinkering. A nasally female voice designated Female Founder #3 begins clinically narrating. ]
Log date 11 4 2. One week since Fontaine's proclamation. Progress on project...mixed. If that clod Rodyle's primative technology could be more versatile... But the machines we have commandeered do seem, nnyyehhhmhm, promising. Maybe we can't recreate warps from Homeworld...but bringing outside objects in should give us the capability to hold up indefinitely.
[ A pause. General sounds of tinkering. She continues, less clinical and more downtrodden. ]
I haven't felt...homesick for the old barn in a long time. Not at least since starting this project. What began as a way to stick it to Fontaine for assigning me to a simple agricultural position has evolved into our only remaining link to the outside world. I am...nostalgic, and for not the first time, I wish I could ask Steven-
[ The sound of a door opening. A voice identified as Female Founder #2 calls out: ]
Peridot? You've been in here awhile. Do you need a break?
[ Female Founder #3—Peridot—starts up again, sounding suddenly jovial. ]
Oh, no! I'm sure I needn't remind you, Alice May, that I, as a gem, do not require sleep OR food and therefore am the best choice for swift progression on our Operation Ultimate Vending. Please continue to recharge and rest assured that I, Peridot, will complete this next phase before you and the others awaken!
[ Female Founder #2—Alice May: ]
...You're doing the thing again.
[ Peridot: ]
Whaaaat? Noooo. What "thing" is it you're even referring to?
[ Alice May: ]
I'm gonna go get Val-
[ Some general clanging and flailing. Peridot: ]
Nonono, that is highly unnecessary—
[ Almost hastily, almost an afterthought. ]
—Nnnyyyh, blahblahblah, signing off, ALICE WAIT—