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seventhsong) wrote in animus_network2014-01-06 01:51 pm
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[It's Lorelei. For those who haven't encountered him yet, he looks remarkably (one could say exactly!!) like an older, adult Asch or Luke. Right now he looks fairly sober.]
It might be easy, with how things have gone recently, to give into despair and believe none of us are ever getting out of this place. I have chosen to believe that we will, and that our recent efforts against one of our captors proves that where there is a will, there is a way.
We simply weren't prepared enough this time.
[He frowns faintly.]
But aside from that. There is very little I can offer anyone here as consolation. We made our effort, and we failed. ... But I can offer this. Should we ever escape this Tower, should we lose these collars and regain the power that belongs to us.. ... I can't save your worlds. I can't repair the loss of life that's happened there.
But I can repair mine.
[There's no sense of bragging here at all.]
If ... we can't find a way to restore all worlds lost, but find a way to escape, then Auldrant will be open to any and all survivors of the Tower. You don't have to take up the offer, I will not force you. There will be those who would prefer to have their native homes or nothing at all. But for those of you who feel otherwise ... I offer what I can. And I can offer my world. It won't be your first homes, but it will be a home, somewhere to return to that won't ask who you are or what you are or even what you did. Everyone deserves a home. Everyone.
We just have to survive long enough to get there. Don't give up.
It might be easy, with how things have gone recently, to give into despair and believe none of us are ever getting out of this place. I have chosen to believe that we will, and that our recent efforts against one of our captors proves that where there is a will, there is a way.
We simply weren't prepared enough this time.
[He frowns faintly.]
But aside from that. There is very little I can offer anyone here as consolation. We made our effort, and we failed. ... But I can offer this. Should we ever escape this Tower, should we lose these collars and regain the power that belongs to us.. ... I can't save your worlds. I can't repair the loss of life that's happened there.
But I can repair mine.
[There's no sense of bragging here at all.]
If ... we can't find a way to restore all worlds lost, but find a way to escape, then Auldrant will be open to any and all survivors of the Tower. You don't have to take up the offer, I will not force you. There will be those who would prefer to have their native homes or nothing at all. But for those of you who feel otherwise ... I offer what I can. And I can offer my world. It won't be your first homes, but it will be a home, somewhere to return to that won't ask who you are or what you are or even what you did. Everyone deserves a home. Everyone.
We just have to survive long enough to get there. Don't give up.
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Admirable. But follow my logic if you would. In a tower full of murderous and bloodthirsty monsters at the best of times, would it be at all wise to murder what I have all reason to believe is the only person capable of making death an inconvenience?
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[Ganon, presumably.]
I would have preferred capture and interrogation myself, but it seemed wise to try to keep people alive as long as possible. That didn't go as planned.
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[Damn anon text.]
Likewise, that would have been my own method had I known about any of this obviously hasty plan at all.
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[Which was not likely in Waver's opinion. He knew how badly most of the population wanted Jason's blood, and that kind of revenge-based mindset tended to make people stupid.]
On the other obvious subject, how is it you think you'd be able to restore your world?
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[Ever the optimist, it seems. The question that follows draws an owlish blink.]
It's a little complicated, but mostly it renders down to my purview as the aggregate sentience of the seventh fonon. I can rebuild anything I can remember, and I haven't forgotten anything yet.
[There's a pause.]
That I know of. I suppose if I did forget something I wouldn't know it since if I did then I'd remember it.
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...Wait a minute, where have I heard this before. [Waver frowned, squinting at the video as though suddenly making a connection. That phrase sounded incredibly familiar, as though he'd been told it in a condescending know-it-all voice--oh, of course.] Do you...know someone named Jade, by any chance?
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[The more the merrier. Auldrant was a big dirtball and had a total population of less than ten million until recently, there was lots of space for other people.
Mention of Jade draws another blink. Well!]
Ah. Uhm, yes. We've crossed paths once or twice. Is he a friend of yours?
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[Never mind that last part, now he's surprised.]
Although that seems just ludicrous enough for me to believe.
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[Unfortunate that it came along with Jade's usual ... Jadeness. Not everyone could handle it.]
There's only seven of us total, I imagine it just didn't come up. When there's enough of a single fonon collected in a single spot it tends to spontaneously become self-aware.
[That seems remarkably cut and dry.]
It's not as interesting as artes and how they work and such, I'm sure. Far less complicated.
[There's no trace of sarcasm. He means it. Aggregates just happen, you have to work to get an arte!]
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...Are you having a laugh? [Waver sounded like he genuinely believed Lorelei was messing with him.] That's very possibly the most amazing thing I think I've ever been told. Magic doesn't just sprout sentient bloody thought where I come from. Artificial intelligence, certainly--with a lot of work--but this? This is completely unprecedented, even with the amount of completely impossible things that I've come to accept as commonplace in this lunatic asylum of a tower!
[Was he...sounding honestly eager about this? Oh sweet Yulia, run while you still can.]
How long have you been self-aware? Is gaining sentience an immediate thing, or is there a gradual process to it? Oh, what about the other six--they correspond to elements, I know, but are there more of these aggregates?
[...Too late. Sorry, Lorelei...he's kind of a magical scientist.]
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[He meant it! ...And as Waver continues, he looks nonplussed. Why were humans so fascinated with it? It just happened! Artes didn't just happen. One required thinking, the other didn't!]
Ah. Well. ..Maybe it does, and it just doesn't bother to tell people?
[Lorelei didn't bother to say hello until long after he became self-aware after all. He at least tries to answer the questions he's asked, as simplistically as he can manage. It might not be the best choice but really the proper terms might not make sense.]
A few billion years, give or take. Sound's been around for quite a long time, and I imagine seventh fonons have been around just as long, maybe about when the atmosphere formed. As far as I remember, one day I simply noticed I existed, and there were other things out there that weren't me, and the rest went from there.
[Very simplistic.]
Oh yes. There's six others. Shadow, who is darkness. Sylph, who is wind. Efreet of fire, Gnome of earth, Undine is water, and Rem is light. ...Not to be mistaken for Auldrant's star, which is also called Rem. It likes to claim it's also the star, but we know if anyone was it'd be Efreet.
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Of course, I forgot Jade mentioned it was based upon sound particles. So naturally it stands to reason that you and the others would be impossibly old. [Tapping a finger against his head and frowning in deep concentration, the lecturer wondered if it could be at all possible their own system of magic was able to form a similar sentience. It sounded highly unlikely...then again, if there was such an existence, perhaps it would be tied to Akasha. Did anyone really know what in the hell the Root itself was in a practical sense, after all? In theory the source of all things itself was certainly as old or older still than sound...]
[But that was getting far, far deeper into the ambitions of lunatic magi than even Waver wanted to. It seemed nigh impossible, and he settled on that as a conclusion.]
I don't think I'm qualified to speak on whether or not our world's magic could have the same property. [A vast understatement, but true regardless.] And as I mentioned to Jade, I don't think my world even has light and darkness magic in a strict sense of the terms.
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Possibly old, from our perspective. If it was impossible it wouldn't happen.
[This fellow certainly was enthusiastic, no wonder he got along so well with Jade. They were very similar in their fondness for knowledge at least!]
Ah, well. They do exist in some form however, surely. Perhaps your people simply haven't figured out how to harness it yet. Though if it's just a matter of learning how, be advised that concentrated light can burn as easily as the flame, and concentrated darkness chill like deepest ice.
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[Don't mind him popcorning here.]
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[Beat.]
...Never mind, apparently I do not.
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[ Against the dozens of points against his favor. Avenger's mocking him again. ]
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[Maybe. What's forgiveness, again?]