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networkinthenight2019-09-15 03:13 pm
pure_havoc) wrote in networkinthenight2019-09-15 03:13 pm
[text] @kingofwei; OPEN
good day. I apologize for the delay in this message but, well, it seems we've had a number of developments since the meeting. some time to digest them is warranted.
Doctor Ingram's message about the World Eaters has not changed my goal of getting this community to work together, more or less smoothly, because he pointed out repeatedly that in spite of unknown gigantic possibly demonic horrors that want to feed off our light, our purpose here is to 'fix' the world. if it involves facing or dealing with the World Eaters somehow, so be it, but if there is a chance we can discover a solution to all of our problems in the time frame before they find us, then it will render them less of a threat.
that said, I have come to provide a brief summary of the meeting, to have it on record, and a call to action.
we discussed leadership, the need for organization, and security. it was proposed that the burden fall on a council rather than a single individual, and if enough people volunteer there shall be a vote to determine who joins it.
there was talk of rebuilding the run-down structures in the square and the village. a young man named Remington was put forward as the most capable who can instruct others in the craft.
both Inspector Javert and Commander Rosinante brought up protection, both for the town itself and for exploration parties. suggestions were made to use the Invincible and the library as emergency locations for people to gather in safety. I believe both would be helpful for devising additional protective measures, against both outside threats and the possibility of inside threats. the damage to the church is proof that we must guard against both.
a young man named Jason also offered assistance in training, protection, and organization. Lord Eliot likewise brought up tactics but also emergency stockpiles of supplies and so on. all of these ideas can be brought to fruition with some help.
there were a number of other ideas as well: communicating with the spirits, a welcome message on the tablets, someone to greet new arrivals at the ferry, certain experiments with magic, and so forth. Mary has something of a tally of ideas and support for them. some of those discussions ended with no real decisions but by offering the ideas, perhaps someone in the community can take them and run with them. and, there is ultimately our need to learn as much as we can about this world, the darkness, how it all came to be, but there is much groundwork to be laid before some groups will feel safe enough to explore further.
that said, here is my call to action. whoever you are, wherever you come from, your skills are needed to make any of this happen. what good are ideas or even a council and defense structure if no one is willing to act? I have put myself up for the council, willingly. if there are others who would join me, I would like to know. if there are others who want to help train, or defend, or build, or explore, or work on information or the tablets or anything else, speak up. I have faith that we can work together, regardless of personal feelings. and, as both Ingram and the Keeper have intimated, if we do not work together, we are more likely to end up reset.
I do not wish to be reset. the puzzle here is almost too large to unravel alone, but I enjoy puzzles. I would like to see us be the group that finally succeeds at...whatever it means to fix the world. restore sunlight? defeat World Eaters? something as yet undiscovered? we shall see. but it begins with others standing up to volunteer.
[and with that he sits back to hope that people do.]
Doctor Ingram's message about the World Eaters has not changed my goal of getting this community to work together, more or less smoothly, because he pointed out repeatedly that in spite of unknown gigantic possibly demonic horrors that want to feed off our light, our purpose here is to 'fix' the world. if it involves facing or dealing with the World Eaters somehow, so be it, but if there is a chance we can discover a solution to all of our problems in the time frame before they find us, then it will render them less of a threat.
that said, I have come to provide a brief summary of the meeting, to have it on record, and a call to action.
we discussed leadership, the need for organization, and security. it was proposed that the burden fall on a council rather than a single individual, and if enough people volunteer there shall be a vote to determine who joins it.
there was talk of rebuilding the run-down structures in the square and the village. a young man named Remington was put forward as the most capable who can instruct others in the craft.
both Inspector Javert and Commander Rosinante brought up protection, both for the town itself and for exploration parties. suggestions were made to use the Invincible and the library as emergency locations for people to gather in safety. I believe both would be helpful for devising additional protective measures, against both outside threats and the possibility of inside threats. the damage to the church is proof that we must guard against both.
a young man named Jason also offered assistance in training, protection, and organization. Lord Eliot likewise brought up tactics but also emergency stockpiles of supplies and so on. all of these ideas can be brought to fruition with some help.
there were a number of other ideas as well: communicating with the spirits, a welcome message on the tablets, someone to greet new arrivals at the ferry, certain experiments with magic, and so forth. Mary has something of a tally of ideas and support for them. some of those discussions ended with no real decisions but by offering the ideas, perhaps someone in the community can take them and run with them. and, there is ultimately our need to learn as much as we can about this world, the darkness, how it all came to be, but there is much groundwork to be laid before some groups will feel safe enough to explore further.
that said, here is my call to action. whoever you are, wherever you come from, your skills are needed to make any of this happen. what good are ideas or even a council and defense structure if no one is willing to act? I have put myself up for the council, willingly. if there are others who would join me, I would like to know. if there are others who want to help train, or defend, or build, or explore, or work on information or the tablets or anything else, speak up. I have faith that we can work together, regardless of personal feelings. and, as both Ingram and the Keeper have intimated, if we do not work together, we are more likely to end up reset.
I do not wish to be reset. the puzzle here is almost too large to unravel alone, but I enjoy puzzles. I would like to see us be the group that finally succeeds at...whatever it means to fix the world. restore sunlight? defeat World Eaters? something as yet undiscovered? we shall see. but it begins with others standing up to volunteer.
[and with that he sits back to hope that people do.]
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I see. And in some situations, yes, it would be wise to keep such things quiet. I'm not proposing a public broadcast of everyone who can or even might be able to do something, merely that there be a second pair of eyes to ensure that, for example, someone who intends to cause harm has less of a chance to pull it off. [he sighs softly, and the regret in it is genuine for once] We cannot prepare for every contingency but we can at least make it easier on ourselves to prepare for most of them. I should hate for someone to feel that all they have to do carry out their nefarious plans in secret is to have only one person standing in their way. One person, who could be intimidated or harmed.
Sorry about the wait! Kids, man.
I--I'll ask around. I'll ask people for help and maybe. Because once, uh, so that's another long story, but I was a teacher once? For a little while, so if anyone has, uh, questions or need guidance? I have experience? But I don't-- there's really no one I would want to share the list with. No offense. And-- and I'm not afraid of someone who might want to hurt me? I can take care of myself.
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But that's Zihuan's issue to deal with. For now, he's all about the cool logic.]
If you insist, but I would like one small concession. If someone does offer up information that sounds dangerous, I should like to know. It may not ever happen, we could be lucky and have a fine list of skilled, talented residents eager to share, but I like to prepare for even the most remote outside chance. If you want my word in turn that I won't use that information unless a real threat arises, you shall have it.
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[World ending, because he really couldn't be sure that the magic he and Eliot could do wasn't that. It could be. It could be enough to at least wipe out the town, since all it would take was one black hole and it would be gone. Narrowing his eyes, Quentin decides not to share that particular fact.]
Do you have Word as Bond where you're from? It's a spell? And it means you can never, ever break it.
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But to explain...dangerous in the sense that it would be easy for that individual to wipe us all out. I'm aware the parameters of such a threat are vague, but we still only have vague impressions of what would cause the Keeper to reset us, which is the same as wiping us out permanently. A person doesn't have to obviously have the means to simply raise a hand and erase us from this existence and the desire to do so to pose a threat.
[Cao Pi's expression goes completely sober and straight-laced, dark even, and he steps closer to Quentin, making sure this isn't overheard even by lurking spirits. After all, he's being quite honest and not playing around, and it shows in his eyes.]
If there is one thing I hate, it's being caught off guard by something I should have seen coming. My driving force here is solving the problem without being reset or destroyed by 'World Easters,' and frankly I worry about the former more than the latter. Failure is never an option, and I only want to be prepared.
[I'm on vacation, slow tags like woah! Sorry!]
[Like Quentin making a deal with his newly-niffin ex-girlfriend to let her use his body for an hour a day, in exchange for help with the calculations to a new spell that would allow them all to escape a bank robbery gone wrong and to stop her from screaming inside his head until he went insane. Alice seemed pleased with the deal even if it left a sour taste in Quentin's mouth.
He instinctual takes a small step back when Cao Pi comes closer, leaning away a little to keep his personal space, well, personal but still close enough to hear the words the other man is saying so insistingly, so honestly it's a little scary, really.]
The Keeper is a world-ending threat. She could wipe us all out, just like that. For any reason. I don't think any of us? Would ever be that dangerous. Uh, or could be that dangerous. But, yeah. Okay, if I find someone-- a someone who could kill us all with the blink of an eye and seemed like they might do it? We can make a Word as Bond and I can tell you. I don't think anyone can be prepared for this? I'm not saying that to-- to be an asshole, but we're dead, we're stuck and any minute of every day, we can be snuffed out like fucking candles in the wind.
[s'all cool!]
Agreed. That is more than fair.
Dead or not, we all seem to still have our natural capacities. Our intelligence, memory, experience, to say nothing of our powers. So long as we are at least equipped with our wits, we're prepared. Or, well. We can be, so long as we don't do anything foolish.
[a brisk nod] ...and so, we seem to be more or less in agreement. Good.
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[Okay, so Quentin might have a few paranoid ideas of his own, the least of which is why would they come back whole, if they risk losing parts of themselves when they die here? Who knows how long ago he died, but people here are from different times and different worlds - why could the Powers that brought them here have meddled with their minds before pushing them on to the ferry?]
I mean, uh, I hope they didn't? I hope we're all-- that we all came here right? But. We don't really know, do we?
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[it almost requires patting himself down, even though they're speaking of thoughts, memories, mental processes, and not whatever's in his pockets. Assuming he has pockets.]
There is a certain level of simply forging ahead as best we can with what we have, which happens regardless of any plans or organization. But I do feel as though we need the latter just to keep utter chaos at bay.
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[Still, though. There's no way to make sure. There's no way to make sure the people who claimed they came back, actually did. Body snatches could be a thing. Shrugging, Quentin shakes his head.]
I'm still not ready to give up on this all just being one big mistake? I still don't think that everyone who's is supposed to be? But, that's got nothing to do with trying to find people with, uh, special powers. Those could just be really nice to know about, you know? I'll ask around and see what turns up. If anything. Maybe we're the only ones here who can do things. And, uh, someone else? Who just-- told me? Right out.
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[which means that even if he doesn't personally pipe up, he'll be totally into Quentin's post asking around. What a good followup to his own.]
I look forward to working with you, young master. Let me know if anything concerning comes up, and I will do the same.
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[Like he hasn't tried to plan it all out already, since Cao Pi made that stupid remark and made him feel small and stupid for ever thinking he'd be good enough. Okay, so that last part could maybe have been a slight overreaction, but Quentin still didn't like it, even if this had turned out to be surprisingly fun. Working together and doing magic was always something he enjoyed, not that he was going to try and use his usual analogy with this guy. Somehow he doesn't seem like a person who'd enjoy dick-jokes too much.
Nodding sharply, Quentin holds his hand out with a raised eyebrow.]
I'll be seeing you around? Also, thanks. Again. For letting me hold your sword.
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[he nods politely before turning to pick his way back to well-lit areas. No, Quentin is right, dick jokes would be entirely lost on him. Unless he likes getting the unimpressed stink-eye right back? Some people are into that.]