animus_network | HaVE a nICE daY. [Text] [Forward-dated to the evening of the 10th]

[There's an audible chime, like a cheery voicemail tone, from every terminal simultaneously, before text appears on the screen.]

Good afternoon, Tower of Animus. My name is The Observer. I've got a special message for you today, direct from one of our beloved administrators. Please read, listen to, and memorize this message, and reproduce it wherever you can!

Souls in our world are defined as the self. Even those without anything that can be considered a soul in their own worlds would manifest one here. Souls are extremely resilient - they can be torn out of their body and survive provided they are removed in the right manner. But they shouldn't be of course - the side effects might be disastrous in ways we can't quite understand. It's happened here before. Souls can be torn out of this world the same as in any other. Here though they can split - that's extremely important. They can split and merge if you have the right skillset. Never lose your soul in the Tower of Animus. None of yours are yet lost - but never lose it! They won't come back whole if you let her swallow them up. The power must have gone by now - she'll want to restore the tower. Everyone who ended up trapped on their own worlds is now in grave danger! She can't take souls as Zo can, but she can siphon them and she can squeeze all the energy out of them.

As soon as this message is decoded put it in as many places as possible! Put it on the network make copies and plaster them on the walls. Do everything you can so that as many people read this message as possible. There isn't enough energy to erase everyone's memories!

Remember - souls born here can be split and reabsorbed here. A soul born elsewhere can be split there, but there's no way to put it back together unless you can put it back where it's supposed to be.

Not everything is as fake as it seems. Your souls are here and you have all been drugged to keep certain aspects of yourselves contained but every part of you is here. You can use that against them if you can figure out how to unchain yourselves.

I'm afraid you'll have Jason as your first opponent as he's the one with the keys you need. Be careful! There is information everywhere though much of it has been nearly permanently sealed. I can make it possible for you to access it, although you will all have to unlock it.

Wasn't that a special little message? Now, copy it down in your notes so you don't forget it! No matter whom you're allied with, be it Pandora, Ganondorf, your friends from home, or just yourself! There will be a test on this.

And the first section of the test is this - I want you to place at least one copy of this message somewhere in the tower. No points for hiding it! It has to be visible to everyone! In a few days I'll tell you all how you did, and I'll repeat this message for you lazy people who didn't see or hear this today.

That's all for now!

- The Observer

[All characters with mailboxes will find a copy of the message in their mail as of this evening.]

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I see the sarcastic responses have been taken care of, so I shall be optimistic and ask a question I doubt you will answer.

Ruana killed the researchers that previously inhabited this tower. Their bodies still lie at the bottom, undecayed.

Ruana is hundreds, if not a thousand years older than the rest of you.

This most recent revelation therefore implies her soul is one of the few that can be split and merged.

You and the others have made a point of saying you are native to this world - that you have never left the Tower walls. Yet aside from Ruana, there is no one that we know of that could be your parents.

With these facts in mind, I ask: how were you born?

Edited 2013-07-09 23:26 (UTC)

Are you proposing a theory, Princess?

That would depend on your answer.

Very well--the evidence here is interesting, isn't it? I'm quite fond of theories, so I'll answer your question.

I don't know. None of us do.

[Din, Nayru, and Farore, she didn't actually expect that to work. Even if a part of her wants to gag at the thought of entertaining Jason.]

Is that so.

I suppose she is either too asleep or too frightening to ask?

She's asleep right now. You're free to ask her when she isn't, if you'd like.

Oh, no, I meant for you. With how curious you are about how we work, I would think you would be even more so about your own existence.

Oh, I think we've all asked at least once.

And does she not know or does she simply refuse to say?

"Don't worry so much about that sort of thing."

So, "refuses to say." I see.

I suppose I am proposing a theory, to put it in your words.

You should share with the class.

You cannot see it, with all I have asked? Come now, you are a man of science, are you not?

Or perhaps part of a woman of science, I should say.

[Whoops what was that about not being sarcastic.]

If that's true, then it's no wonder Dax acted as he did.

In his rebellion, you mean? I would guess most would be unsettled with the idea of being merely a cast off part of someone else.

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