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[algoritmi]

hello̶̙͙̦͍̱̱̰͔̞͇̘̬̦̤̞̫̖͙ͩ̎͠͡͡l̵̸͖̲̻̟̮̫̠̩̞̪̯͎̮̰̘̹͉ͪ̐̄͗̍͊̽̃ͮ̀̈́͒ͦ̽̏̌ō͖̹̖̦̯̹͒̍̈͑̚ͅ ͖͕̬̿͊͋ͣ̓̀ͦͪ̃zion.

i'm afraid i come with more ̧͑͒́͜ ̈́̀͋ͣͦ̿́͘͜1́bad n̖̟̹̱̲ews. the time is coming that your people will need your help, and the vast majority of you will choose to give it. this time will come quickly and vio͔̱̰̗̮̞ͤͦͦ̊ͩ̕͜lently and without warning shots. it will seem disconnected from the deeds of neo decades ago, and the council two months ago. it is not. i wouldn't worry you with the long view, though. there will be time for that.

for now, i will leave you with some numbers. y̪̑̑̏̽̅ȏ͇̦̟̅͗́̅̇̔u ͈̤͚̭̫͉͙̘͙͉̮̲̞̒ͯͩ̈́̒̊̚k͉̙̝͖̲̣̬̭̲̦͙̪̭̭ͥ̉̾̓̿̄̄̑͊̈́̈̿̐͊̅̍͌now how much we like our numbers, but i think y̳͙ͤ͗̿̊͋͛̉ͬ̇ou'll find these helpful too.

one is a necessary sacrifice. you w̺̤̟͋i̻̭̻͎̤ͬll survive if you have f̱̲͇̺̗̥ͮ̀͒͒̋̎ͪ̂̌̽̿ͭͮ̉a̬̞̩̞̳͈̿i̦̲͉̞̺̹͋̏̾̔͛̒̉th. it will bring you closer to us, but you will do it for humankind. don't overthink it. this isn't a mǎ̌tter of one comma the.

two emp charges ̭͕͉̩͕͗̎̏̋̈w̙̳̭̯͓̑̏͂ͣ̋i͔̪ͅll not be enough.

three of you are necessary. to cli͓ͨ̾̂ͣ̓ͨm̺͇̺̟b̲̲̜͇͙̲̼ a̲̲̜͇͙̲̼ḇ̠̲̯̙̯͑͛̐ͩ̑͋͂ove the f̉ͮlames you must stand each foot on the shoulder of a crewmate. should you succeed, this will change the course of limitless tomorrows. it'll be s͇u̥͓̬̖̲̹btle, but sure.

fọ̝ͪ̊̉ͮ̑ur look closely here. this will be the salvation̬ o̥̞̖̳̝͈̗͐ͫf the day.

y͓̳̦͕̬̠̱̒̅ͯ̈́̌͌o̖̼̊̅͌̂̾ͦu w̮͉͖͔̮̳̄͌̄ill be wondering to what extent th͢e͙ͤ́͐͊ͦͅ architect and i are involved. the answer is: other ț͎͔̗͖̺̺̇̎̃̋͆ͪh̘̖̹̙a̗̗̣͉̠ͭn̪ͯ́̍̊͛̑ ͖̥̫̞̮̗̓̅̔ͅt͖̳his message and the one he will write you later, not at all. some of you have been wondering what the truce meant, and i will be the first to tell you: it meant change. for us, as well as the humans of earth. we are not they.

as a matter of fact, they’re much older.

ṁ̘̖̣̼̖̈́ͭ̆ȳ̥̱̲̦͐̎̈̋ condolences and congrat̖̗̥̟ͥ́ͬ̄͂ͯͬu̳̫̜̲̻̙͌l̙̱̝͂͑̓̌ͬ̈a̻͓̖̿̄͛ͬ̆ti̺̩̖̫̪̳͂ͮ͊̔ons in the coming battle.̗̬̞ͬ͑̆̅ͪ

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OOC: Plotting post goes up on Saturday, 6/13.

Comments

[algoritmi]

wh͈̣̘͉͕͓͍̖͞e͡͡͏̮̳̝͉͍n͕̣̙̱̝͚̕ you do, i'd like to hear about them. if you have time.

[nightride]

[Suddenly he feels very small.]

sure – how?

private bc considerate robit

[algoritmi]

i think i'm getting a hang of t̷̨̲̯͚͘͡h̵͓̪̫̫̞̣̭̗͍͙͉̦͘͞is texting thing, so it should work just fine. i'll tell you where to find me.

private too, gosh;

[nightride]

okay.

it might be a while.

somewhere in the Real, orion scowls a handsome suspicious scowl.

[algoritmi]

i'm all right with that, i̧͇̜̪̰̞̟̰̹͔ͣͬ̿ͨ͡f you are.

everything's fine sir just talkin to mom

[nightride]

okay.

we'll see, i guess.

[algoritmi]

yes we will. times are converg̣͙͖̠̩̥̠ing.

suppose someone else tries. would you give her a chance?

[nightride]

i think i would.

[He's been trying to give the Oracle a break by not just asking a bunch of questions, but...]

who is she?

[algoritmi]

i don't know what s͖̟̩̳͉̞̺h̻̠̪͈̪̹e̸͎̙̝͙̟̺̘͙͇̼̬͟͝͡ ̢̛̛͓̭͎̱ļ̡͔͖̩̮̤̝͓͢o̧̡͔͖̩̮̤̝͓͢oks like, these days. i haven't had as good a look at her as you have.

but she takes all this fate bullshit a little better than most. she likes to draw, and she likes people. sometimes, she likes to draw on people.

leav̢̤̹̮̗̣̱͝ͅḙ̡͓̱͉͚ the porch light on and you won't go wrong.

[Unless you think flying straight into fiery robot doom is 'wrong,' but you know. Oracles gonna Oracle.]

[nightride]

[Shit, cryptic romanticism. He's a goner.]

i get the feeling you don't mean the little girl who put the bird on my arm a few months back.

what if the bulb is burned out?

[algoritmi]

i sure hope not.

but if it comes to that, she doesn't get lost in t̘̪͓̖̞̺̪̔̋he͇͎͈̙͇̳͖̻ͮ͑̌ͪͅ ͖͙̥͍̥͖̭̇͗̊̔d̲̦̰͈͔̣̝͛̉̑ͧͮ͑̉̑å̺͓̫͙̼̟̱̼̫̐̽̏̌̎̏rk̗̼̣̜̜͕̏̔̀ͭͅͅ like most of us.

[nightride]

i'll let you know if i find her.
or if she finds me.

[algoritmi]

good!

time is g̰͕̩͍̓̊̍͗̈o̰͕̩͍̓̊̍͗̈i̳̩̫̙̥͔͊ͣͯͤ͋͗ͬng to come we could all use a few more friends.

i like to think you and i will get al̖̥̜͗o͓̟̰̜͓̜͆ͮ̂̑̍n̼͕̘͕̤̭͔͂͛͒ͦͣ͌g too.

[nightride]

i hope so.

[So he finds it easier to be friendly with a machine than with most people. No surprise there.]