Baughn
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What sort of story would you like that to be?
Seele Vollerei: The end of reality, and what came after.
- Thread starter Baughn
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Well, even if I'm not super confident in my Seele vote I think I should put a vote down.
[X]Plan: Struggle
-[X] [Seele] "We didn't, it was never guaranteed. But that doesn't mean we can give up. Even if we're scared, we still owe it to Bronya, Lili, Roza, and the others to try the best we can - for their sake, if not for ours. And I want us to keep living for your sake too, sis. After so much time of not understanding you I want to try and make up for that lost time and that means we need to keep time going."
-[X] [Liliya] Experiment.
--[X][Liliya] Send a message through the breach asking if Kiana/Sirin can come to help you cure someone. If all goes well, bring Linda there at the meeting time.
The Roza/Liliya part is basically "do Snowfire's idea" so if I botched any phrasing or details there in summarizing it assume it's an error on my part and I meant to carry out that plan. And yeah I know experiment was tagged under Desperation but this plan feels more like struggle to me and more generally that is the feeling I'm going with here - Things are bad, but we're going to keep fighting against it as long as we can.
[X]Plan: Struggle
-[X] [Seele] "We didn't, it was never guaranteed. But that doesn't mean we can give up. Even if we're scared, we still owe it to Bronya, Lili, Roza, and the others to try the best we can - for their sake, if not for ours. And I want us to keep living for your sake too, sis. After so much time of not understanding you I want to try and make up for that lost time and that means we need to keep time going."
-[X] [Liliya] Experiment.
--[X][Liliya] Send a message through the breach asking if Kiana/Sirin can come to help you cure someone. If all goes well, bring Linda there at the meeting time.
The Roza/Liliya part is basically "do Snowfire's idea" so if I botched any phrasing or details there in summarizing it assume it's an error on my part and I meant to carry out that plan. And yeah I know experiment was tagged under Desperation but this plan feels more like struggle to me and more generally that is the feeling I'm going with here - Things are bad, but we're going to keep fighting against it as long as we can.
Baughn
Healing-type writer
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- Dublin
I was worried there for a minute.
Since I do want to continue the story, I've set a deadline for tomorrow. @Thelxiope, if you want to provide any input then this would be the time to do it.
Since I do want to continue the story, I've set a deadline for tomorrow. @Thelxiope, if you want to provide any input then this would be the time to do it.
Something something Life is Hard, but its supposed to be.
*shrug* My answer to the question is that there isn't one, but that's kinda the point tbh. We try because we're alive and that's it really. Whatever you make of life after that is the individual's prerogative.
On another note, and since Snowfire, the AI, and to a lesser degree myself seem to bap emotions and philosophy into the updates, what makes Linda worth saving more than the others in the room?
And more practically, how likely is she to survive the trip anyway?
We also have a butcher's bill coming up, some of the people here will already be dead and have turned into zombies, some of them will be even farther gone than Linda but not be quite dead yet, some will maybe even be better than Linda for now...
*pours out bucket labeled "pressure" all over the thread*
No worries though.
Personally I already wrote everyone infected off. We very theoretically have a chance, yes, but that makes it worse when I consider the practicality of achieving it.
*shrug* My answer to the question is that there isn't one, but that's kinda the point tbh. We try because we're alive and that's it really. Whatever you make of life after that is the individual's prerogative.
On another note, and since Snowfire, the AI, and to a lesser degree myself seem to bap emotions and philosophy into the updates, what makes Linda worth saving more than the others in the room?
And more practically, how likely is she to survive the trip anyway?
We also have a butcher's bill coming up, some of the people here will already be dead and have turned into zombies, some of them will be even farther gone than Linda but not be quite dead yet, some will maybe even be better than Linda for now...
*pours out bucket labeled "pressure" all over the thread*
No worries though.
Personally I already wrote everyone infected off. We very theoretically have a chance, yes, but that makes it worse when I consider the practicality of achieving it.
Baughn
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I honestly didn't realize, when I wrote the options, that Sirin could potentially do this.
Neither does Rozaliya. She's not familiar with the powers of the Herrscher of Death, nor is she aware that Sirin sort of counts as one. So this one still falls on Liliya, as the more thoughtful of the pair. It isn't quite what I had in mind when I added the 'desperation' option -- that was all about some unexpected options they have here -- but, considering the situation, I think this still falls in that category.
Do remember, also, that Roza and Liliya aren't actually capable of getting back to the Hyperion on their own, nor of sending a message. Seele would be involved with this option no matter what.
Alright, figured I'd take a crack finally...
-[] [Seele] "So what? What does it matter if we're wandering a graveyard? You're here, I'm here, Bronya, Roza, and Liliya... We're all here. All of us are alive and together. I only cared about the world because all of us lived there, if you weren't... We're all alive and we have hope. There are still bubble universes, stable ones even, and with Kiana, Bronya, and us maybe we could make something work- something new... I don't want to give up, I can't give up if there's even a small chance I could keep everyone I care about safe. Maybe you just think I'm being naive and if its really that bleak for you, really that hopeless... can you hold my hand and believe in me? In my hope?"
As for Linda... she's likely to die from being moved if she's so far into starvation and honkai infection that she can't even eat, Liliya's probably planning to do something stupid (like stick some honkai beast in her or idk), and calling in the Summer or Winter Court's Queens would... probably end strangely. Probably a bad strange too.
I'd gun straight for Rubia tbh, but that's me. I don't see a practical way that... that, uhh... Everything presented is kind of it might work at a very high cost even if it fails.
The easiest one to point at is the one with Liliya's meds, cause she kinda needs those every once in a while.
I have a feeling others won't agree with me though, so shoving it into a plan seems more like it would just take my write-in down with it more than anything else.
-[] [Seele] "So what? What does it matter if we're wandering a graveyard? You're here, I'm here, Bronya, Roza, and Liliya... We're all here. All of us are alive and together. I only cared about the world because all of us lived there, if you weren't... We're all alive and we have hope. There are still bubble universes, stable ones even, and with Kiana, Bronya, and us maybe we could make something work- something new... I don't want to give up, I can't give up if there's even a small chance I could keep everyone I care about safe. Maybe you just think I'm being naive and if its really that bleak for you, really that hopeless... can you hold my hand and believe in me? In my hope?"
As for Linda... she's likely to die from being moved if she's so far into starvation and honkai infection that she can't even eat, Liliya's probably planning to do something stupid (like stick some honkai beast in her or idk), and calling in the Summer or Winter Court's Queens would... probably end strangely. Probably a bad strange too.
I'd gun straight for Rubia tbh, but that's me. I don't see a practical way that... that, uhh... Everything presented is kind of it might work at a very high cost even if it fails.
The easiest one to point at is the one with Liliya's meds, cause she kinda needs those every once in a while.
I have a feeling others won't agree with me though, so shoving it into a plan seems more like it would just take my write-in down with it more than anything else.
Snowfire
Polyglot of Chimera
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[X] [Seele] ""So what? What does it matter if we're wandering a graveyard? You're here, I'm here, Bronya, Roza, and Liliya... We're all here. All of us are alive and together. I only cared about the world because all of us lived there, if we're all alive we have hope to make a new one. There are still bubble universes, stable ones even, and with Kiana, Bronya, and us maybe we could make something work- something new. I don't want to give up, I can't give up if there's even a small chance I could keep everyone I care about safe. Maybe I'm being naive, maybe I'm blind to the horrors. But if it's really that bleak for you, really that hopeless can you hold my hand and believe in me? In my hope?"
[X] [Liliya] Overcome.
--[X][Liliya] The Core of Death is capable of arbitrary biological manipulation, even limited in its form as the Gem of Serenity. Apply treatment to Linda and the others who are not completely gone, to keep them stable, and ask Seele to send a message back to the Hyperion to try and contact Kiana/Sirin and ask if they can help. Proceed from the baseline of their reply.
Light modification to the vote from @ShadowAngelBeta which is a good one.
[X] [Liliya] Overcome.
--[X][Liliya] The Core of Death is capable of arbitrary biological manipulation, even limited in its form as the Gem of Serenity. Apply treatment to Linda and the others who are not completely gone, to keep them stable, and ask Seele to send a message back to the Hyperion to try and contact Kiana/Sirin and ask if they can help. Proceed from the baseline of their reply.
Light modification to the vote from @ShadowAngelBeta which is a good one.
[X] [Seele] "So what? What does it matter if we're wandering a graveyard? You're here, I'm here, Bronya, Roza, and Liliya... We're all here. All of us are alive and together. I only cared about the world because all of us lived there, if we're all alive we have hope to make a new one. There are still bubble universes, stable ones even, and with Kiana, Bronya, and us maybe we could make something work- something new. I don't want to give up, I can't give up if there's even a small chance I could keep everyone I care about safe. Maybe I'm being naive, maybe I'm blind to the horrors. But if it's really that bleak for you, really that hopeless can you hold my hand and believe in me? In my hope?"
[X] [Liliya] Overcome.
-[X][Liliya] The Core of Death is capable of arbitrary biological manipulation, even limited in its form as the Gem of Serenity. Apply treatment to Linda and the others who are not completely gone, to keep them stable, and ask Seele to send a message back to the Hyperion to try and contact Kiana/Sirin and ask if they can help. Proceed from the baseline of their reply.
... Alright, this one costs the least (hopefully). I'm not sure about distracting Seele when we have a world-ending honkai dragon to headpat into submission, but... because it potentially costs so little we should try at least. I'll still note that even with this being done, we may not be able to save the people here.
I mean, starving to the point she can't even eat? Can she come back from that realistically? Nevermind everyone else.
[X] [Liliya] Overcome.
-[X][Liliya] The Core of Death is capable of arbitrary biological manipulation, even limited in its form as the Gem of Serenity. Apply treatment to Linda and the others who are not completely gone, to keep them stable, and ask Seele to send a message back to the Hyperion to try and contact Kiana/Sirin and ask if they can help. Proceed from the baseline of their reply.
... Alright, this one costs the least (hopefully). I'm not sure about distracting Seele when we have a world-ending honkai dragon to headpat into submission, but... because it potentially costs so little we should try at least. I'll still note that even with this being done, we may not be able to save the people here.
I mean, starving to the point she can't even eat? Can she come back from that realistically? Nevermind everyone else.
Snowfire
Polyglot of Chimera
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- Wordcats
What we've seen of HI3's medical technology would argue yes, and that's before you get a Core or Gem involved in the matter.
Maybe on the Gem. Heavily depends on the level of fine control available, something something easy to destroy, hard to
And the medical tech is unavailable, the ship is, uhh, a bit damaged right now. I thought of that myself and dismissed it before, probably should have made a mention of it though.
Baughn
Healing-type writer
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- Dublin
Also doable here. An intravenous supply of nutrition helps a lot, although someone like that would of course be in the intensive care ward. It's a bit harder with no equipment.
Where the HI3 universe differs from ours is that they can also mostly fix the resulting damage.
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Baughn
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[X] [Seele] "So what? What does it matter if we're wandering a graveyard? You're here, I'm here, Bronya, Roza, and Liliya... We're all here. All of us are alive and together. I only cared about the world because all of us lived there, if we're all alive we have hope to make a new one. There are still bubble universes, stable ones even, and with Kiana, Bronya, and us maybe we could make something work- something new. I don't want to give up, I can't give up if there's even a small chance I could keep everyone I care about safe. Maybe I'm being naive, maybe I'm blind to the horrors. But if it's really that bleak for you, really that hopeless can you hold my hand and believe in me? In my hope?"
[X] [Liliya] Overcome.
-[X][Liliya] The Core of Death is capable of arbitrary biological manipulation, even limited in its form as the Gem of Serenity. Apply treatment to Linda and the others who are not completely gone, to keep them stable, and ask Seele to send a message back to the Hyperion to try and contact Kiana/Sirin and ask if they can help. Proceed from the baseline of their reply.
[X] [Liliya] Overcome.
-[X][Liliya] The Core of Death is capable of arbitrary biological manipulation, even limited in its form as the Gem of Serenity. Apply treatment to Linda and the others who are not completely gone, to keep them stable, and ask Seele to send a message back to the Hyperion to try and contact Kiana/Sirin and ask if they can help. Proceed from the baseline of their reply.
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Then...
Baughn
Healing-type writer
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- Dublin
Then...
In a pause in the flow of images, it came to her that she'd been dreaming for a fathomless time and that she wished to stop. But when she tried to picture the scene that would greet her upon waking, her mind grabbed the question and ran with it, not so much drawing a blank as sketching a continuation of the dream, drawing out of the darkness answers that she was sure had long since ceased to be correct. She remembered the bunk bed she and her sister would sleep in, and that every morning they'd be woken by their older sister. She remembered protesting, and always grabbing at least another five minutes.
She'd hated mornings, hadn't she?
Her mind remained unruly, but eventually it came to her that she'd been thrown out of her rest, out of reality, sent tumbling into the blind eternities by the end of the world. Certainly, her sisters weren't still there.
Their room had been small, but immaculately cared for and very clean. She remembered that. The walls were painted a pale purple, and there were two bunk beds. Her sister's bed was on the northern side of the room, tucked into the corner, above hers.
She could see it clearly in her mind as she lay there, vaguely aware of cold air brushing across her skin and a sense that all was not as it should be. When did she take her clothes off?
Later, when she became a teenager, she'd got a room of her own. They'd hated that, and had spent weeks bugging their older sister to let them share a single one, but there wasn't space to have a single room large enough for two teens. Her and her sister had still snuck into each other's beds and slept cuddled up together, even if they weren't supposed to.
They'd been close. When they were little they used to play hide-and-seek and mischievous little games, until an older sister had introduced them to the wonderful world of video games and they went on to live interesting lives as gamers. It had been a ploy. Even then, they were close. No boyfriend had come between them, no friends or hobbies could ever surpass their love for one another. She was her sister's other half. The one person she could always count on, the one she loved more than anything. Nothing could ever change that.
And yet, here she was. Her memories shattered and buried under a sea of nothingness. What had happened? Why wasn't her sister by her side?
Where had Roz gone?
Her name was Liliya. She remembered that.
= = =
Rozaliya lounged on the grass, gently blowing a dandelion to send its seeds fluttering away. She hummed a quiet tune as she gazed up at the leaves overhead, basking in the sunlight. She tugged her dress - a pretty, floral one - down as she wiggled backwards a bit, keeping it in its rightful place.
Then, she looked blankly at the sky. It was blue. It was just blue. Nothing else, just... blue. No sun, not even a cloud in sight. She sat up and huffed in annoyance, crossing her legs as she tried to remember what was happening. She swished the grass around with her feet, staring at the sky once more with a sigh. There was a tree in the way of the sun.
Once upon a time there'd have been other girls here to play with. She missed them. All of them had moved away, or grown up, or something like that. It had been a long time since she'd played with any of them. She didn't want to hurt anyone.
She uncoiled, standing up. There were dandelions everywhere, and she crouched, plucking one as she stared at the sky once more. She knew it was pretty, but she couldn't see why. She knew the sky was pretty, but it was just the sky. It was supposed to be blue. That's what the books said, anyway.
A cool breeze ruffled her dress as she lifted her head to look at the sky once more. The blind eternities stared back at her.
The flower withered, as flowers do.
In a pause in the flow of images, it came to her that she'd been dreaming for a fathomless time and that she wished to stop. But when she tried to picture the scene that would greet her upon waking, her mind grabbed the question and ran with it, not so much drawing a blank as sketching a continuation of the dream, drawing out of the darkness answers that she was sure had long since ceased to be correct. She remembered the bunk bed she and her sister would sleep in, and that every morning they'd be woken by their older sister. She remembered protesting, and always grabbing at least another five minutes.
She'd hated mornings, hadn't she?
Her mind remained unruly, but eventually it came to her that she'd been thrown out of her rest, out of reality, sent tumbling into the blind eternities by the end of the world. Certainly, her sisters weren't still there.
Their room had been small, but immaculately cared for and very clean. She remembered that. The walls were painted a pale purple, and there were two bunk beds. Her sister's bed was on the northern side of the room, tucked into the corner, above hers.
She could see it clearly in her mind as she lay there, vaguely aware of cold air brushing across her skin and a sense that all was not as it should be. When did she take her clothes off?
Later, when she became a teenager, she'd got a room of her own. They'd hated that, and had spent weeks bugging their older sister to let them share a single one, but there wasn't space to have a single room large enough for two teens. Her and her sister had still snuck into each other's beds and slept cuddled up together, even if they weren't supposed to.
They'd been close. When they were little they used to play hide-and-seek and mischievous little games, until an older sister had introduced them to the wonderful world of video games and they went on to live interesting lives as gamers. It had been a ploy. Even then, they were close. No boyfriend had come between them, no friends or hobbies could ever surpass their love for one another. She was her sister's other half. The one person she could always count on, the one she loved more than anything. Nothing could ever change that.
And yet, here she was. Her memories shattered and buried under a sea of nothingness. What had happened? Why wasn't her sister by her side?
Where had Roz gone?
Her name was Liliya. She remembered that.
= = =
Rozaliya lounged on the grass, gently blowing a dandelion to send its seeds fluttering away. She hummed a quiet tune as she gazed up at the leaves overhead, basking in the sunlight. She tugged her dress - a pretty, floral one - down as she wiggled backwards a bit, keeping it in its rightful place.
Then, she looked blankly at the sky. It was blue. It was just blue. Nothing else, just... blue. No sun, not even a cloud in sight. She sat up and huffed in annoyance, crossing her legs as she tried to remember what was happening. She swished the grass around with her feet, staring at the sky once more with a sigh. There was a tree in the way of the sun.
Once upon a time there'd have been other girls here to play with. She missed them. All of them had moved away, or grown up, or something like that. It had been a long time since she'd played with any of them. She didn't want to hurt anyone.
She uncoiled, standing up. There were dandelions everywhere, and she crouched, plucking one as she stared at the sky once more. She knew it was pretty, but she couldn't see why. She knew the sky was pretty, but it was just the sky. It was supposed to be blue. That's what the books said, anyway.
A cool breeze ruffled her dress as she lifted her head to look at the sky once more. The blind eternities stared back at her.
The flower withered, as flowers do.
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thelordofmango
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What does it mean? I can't tell.
Its a dream sequence.
And a hindsight thing come to think of it. Hmm, didn't think about that before, but Baughn posted before we had much of a chance to beta it, might have jumped the gun there.
Anyway, don't worry about it.