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| Two questions, Zion:
1. What would you trade for one cat's worth of fresh meat?
2. What the fuck is happening?
Cheers. | |
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| [ It's late, and Anders is up on the surface, face lit occasionally by the rolling crackle of the sky. But he's not thinking about this strange place called Earth, his eyes distant. ]
Has anyone else met someone they... knew in their Matrix, but who was extracted from a different Matrix?
[ He's fumbling with the question, not sure how to ask what he wants to ask and not daring to voice what underlies it. ]
There are other versions of us still living their lives. It feels like I'm ...
[ A pause, and he decides not to follow up with whatever point he was planning, sighs instead, switches the feed off and tries to work out if there's some way to delete the recording from the network. ] | |
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| [ When the network is finally rebooted and online, there is a message waiting for all. It is a digital rendering of video footage, although to the naked eye, it may as well be video in high definition. The background is completely white but without glow, and there is a man in view -- his hair is a distinguished shade of silver, and he is well dressed.
He speaks calmly and at a cool remove. ]I am the Architect. Your city was involved in a battle against a quantity identified as the Reapers. Subsequently, many of you will have questions about the nature of this enemy. I am not here to provide them for you. I am here to tell you what it was not. The deplorably fractious nature of your leadership and human alliances should make you familiar with the concept of division. Plainly put, I honour the Treaty struck between Machine and mankind and so too do the machines affiliated in that alliance. There are groups that would see the Treaty dissolved completely, and ergo, are a threat to all that uphold it. Do not compromise our peace because you can't tell the difference. If you, as a species, wish to build a future upon this planet, you will need to look first into the past. A fact of life my contemporary is prone to neglecting. [ ooc ; please note the architect may not reply to everyone or may terminate conversation suddenly. he's not into baking. ] | |
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| Do you enjoy feeling good about yourself? Knowing you've done a good deed? How about helping those in need in the community? We're only as strong as our weakest link, after all, and right now a lot of people are feeling quite weak.
I know everything's still a bit of a mess, but in the wake of a huge influx of people needing medical help, the free clinic's resources are at an all time low.
What we need:
- Man power. Cleaners, administration, anyone with medical experience who isn't already working.
- Blood donors.
- Herbs, citrus, coffee.
- Bandages. Any spare cloth will do.
- Paper.
- Cleaning products, especially laundry powder.
- Salt, to make saline solution.
- Clear, thin tubes.
- Metal braces.
- Anything we can trade on in order to purchase rarer items such as medicines.
- More hours in day.
If you have items in bulk or with great value and would prefer to offer a discount or a payment plan rather than a donation we should still talk. | |
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| hello̶̙͙̦͍̱̱̰͔̞͇̘̬̦̤̞̫̖͙ͩ̎͠͡͡ l̵̸͖̲̻̟̮̫̠̩̞̪̯͎̮̰̘̹͉ͪ̐̄͗̍͊̽̃ͮ̀̈́͒ͦ̽̏̌ ō͖̹̖̦̯̹͒̍̈͑̚ͅ ͖͕̬̿͊͋ͣ̓̀ͦͪ̃ zion.i'm afraid i come with more ̧͑͒́͜ ̈́̀͋ͣͦ̿́͘͜1́ bad 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 vio͔̱̰̗̮̞ͤͦͦ̊ͩ̕͜ lently 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. y̪̑̑̏̽̅ ȏ͇̦̟̅͗́̅̇̔ u ͈̤͚̭̫͉͙̘͙͉̮̲̞̒ͯͩ̈́̒̊̚ k͉̙̝͖̲̣̬̭̲̦͙̪̭̭ͥ̉̾̓̿̄̄̑͊̈́̈̿̐͊̅̍͌ now how much we like our numbers, but i think y̳͙ͤ͗̿̊͋͛̉ͬ̇ ou'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. y͓̳̦͕̬̠̱̒̅ͯ̈́̌͌ o̖̼̊̅͌̂̾ͦ u w̮͉͖͔̮̳̄͌̄ ill be wondering to what extent th͢e͙ͤ́͐͊ͦͅ architect and i are involved. the answer is: other ț͎͔̗͖̺̺̇̎̃̋͆ͪ h̘̖̹̙ a̗̗̣͉̠ͭ n̪ͯ́̍̊͛̑ ͖̥̫̞̮̗̓̅̔ͅ t͖̳ his 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.
ṁ̘̖̣̼̖̈́ͭ̆ ȳ̥̱̲̦͐̎̈̋ condolences and congrat̖̗̥̟ͥ́ͬ̄͂ͯͬ u̳̫̜̲̻̙͌ l̙̱̝͂͑̓̌ͬ̈ a̻͓̖̿̄͛ͬ̆ ti̺̩̖̫̪̳͂ͮ͊̔ ons in the coming battle.̗̬̞ͬ͑̆̅ͪ 🍪 OOC: Plotting post goes up on Saturday, 6/13. | |
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| Seeking operatives for short-term employment on the Atalanta starting immediately. Unplugged required, matrix experience preferred. Contract would be for duration of a single mission. Maximum time out of Zion: 1 week. Apply by responding to this post. | |
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| I don't know whether to be grateful that nothing repaired stays fixed forever or frustrated. One the one hand, it keeps me in a job, on the other it means that there's an awful lot of running around Zion.
I thought this might be an easier way to find out where I'm needed. I can do repairs to cooling and venting systems in your homes and have some training as an electrician. A lot of the major repairs come through dispatch but if you happen to realize your system isn't working as well as it ought too but hasn't reached failure yet, I can help out with those during my free time.
My name is Blight. You can contact me here or message me privately.
[A pause, he adds:]
Yes, I realize how pathetic it is that my first post here is an advertizement. Hopefully I'll have more interesting things to say in the future. | |
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| Hello.
When I was extracted, I was allowed to bring with me some things. As far as things can be brought.
In this case, I have a few books.
"Books."
I hear their raw code can be good for trading so I am probably decreasing a little their value by sharing them like this but I don't think everyone uses this network all the time, so take them for that if you like. Or to just read. If you would like the "books" themselves in simulation let me know. I like them better that way too and I don't mind providing copies if you like to store/keep that kind of code.
Which is very strange that that can be done to paperbacks, isn't it?
Here is a little bit of a poem from a time where automobiles were the harbingers of the waste land. It is long so I will share just this small part that I like.What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,
You cannot say, or guess, for you know only
A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
There is shadow under this red rock,
(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust. If anyone has anything like this (not just from Earthish places), I'd like to see (and can trade if you prefer). But I understand there are probably some rules about that here.[ Unlike, potentially, in Kosala. ]I don't have much more than what I have shared already but I hope you enjoy it. :)[ Attached are a few books, stripped from its digitalised form into a more accessible e-book type format pared down to the text, including the rest of TS Eliot's The Waste Land, along with The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling, some other less recognisable titles that don't break any fourth walls I hope, and the text of a wildlife encyclopaedia that seemed handy to have too. ] | |
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| Look. I'm just gonna go ahead and say it. But I'm only sayin' it once, and I'm gonna say it real slow, so all of you better clean the crap outta your ears and listen up.
I get that there ain't no money. Actual money. But what I'm sayin' is, if you ain't got nothin' to trade, why the hell would you go around wasting somebody's time.
Like, it's like common friggin' decency to bring with you what you got to trade. No, 'oh, whoops guess I left it at home', no, 'oh, it's in the pocket of my other crappy shapeless pants'-- gettin' it to me in a day ain't an option, I don't care if it's your laundry day, if you're waitin' for some big payoff, I don't care if you got twelve kids--that's your own damn fault--I don't care if you're fresh outta the tube. If you wanna buy something from someone? If you bring in your crappy little console, and you want it fixed up real quick so you can get your ass back to work, and you hustle me along and talk real big and then when it comes time to pay up, and you give me some sad sack story? [SLOWLY AND LOUDLY:] I don't work for free. Nobody here better be workin' for free, and if they are, congratulations, you found yourself a sucker. Charity is for suckers.
Okay? Are we clear? 'Cause the next idiot that comes to me askin' for a handout is gonna get it, and I don't mean free frickin' labor. [SIGH.] Jeez. It's like nobody got a brain. Workin' with a buncha stupid fleshy kids. Hardly even seems worth it...
[grumbling trails off into nothing.] - Tags:anders, benevenuta crispo, bucky barnes, garrett hawke, kate bishop, kitty jones, skye, william tsang, { crowley }, { lily cohen }, { natasha romanoff }, { peter quill }
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| OPEN FOR BUSINESS
Crowley's Custom Tailoring
Great deals and great craftmanship for men and women.
Just because there's no real economy and we all smell like patchouli doesn't mean that you have to look like you smell like patchouli.
Come find me in the marketplace or send me a message here with custom orders and inquiries.
[ Attached is a flattering picture of him and an address. ] | |
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| A little fun for the unplugged among us. Name one thing from your Matrix and other people can say if they heard of it in theirs. Maybe find a little common ground.
I'll start: New York City. - Tags:anders, babydoll, bloom, bucky barnes, deucalion, emily finch, kate bishop, skye, steve rogers, { luke skywalker }, { natasha romanoff }, { peter quill }, { wedge antilles }
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| [Charles is filming himself as he leans against a half-assembled hovercraft engine. He's got a smudge of grease and a very pleased look on his face, as he's just had a fantastic idea.
However, in the moment before he speaks his smile suddenly becomes very fixed as he realises he should have practised his speech before whipping out his camera]
Umm, hello Zion, I'm Charles, one of your repairmen. [His smile cracks into an awkward wince at his own cheesiness but he bulls on] I'm looking for donations or a trade with as many of you as possible.
I, err, used to make quilts a long time ago back in my Matrix and I want to see if I can reteach myself for, you know, a quiet evening pastime with my roommate... [He grimaces again] but I don't think any of you care about that.
I'm after scrap cloth: any material, any colour, any state of repair, as long as you've got no use for it any more and it isn't horribly stained. We can negotiate what I'll trade you in return.
So... [He looks like he's run out of things to say, until he startles, remembering an important detail] Where we should meet! [G-D, Charles, you idiot] Yes, um, I could meet you here in the hovercraft docks since I'll be here for the next four hours, or I could come by wherever you're staying this evening before I go home, or you could come to my house. I can be flexible!
[Once more he's run out of things to say] Thank you in advance? [The video cuts as he thumbs off the record button, cutting off another wince] | |
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