Dragon Summoning

Well, at least there is an excuse to stop work on deep contemplation engine now? It was not me being slow, prod server just caught fire I was told to stop etc etc.

How long will drugs keep working btw? Will he sober up before friend arrives?
 
Okay.
[X]Tell Tierra that a situation has occurred and he should probably do something else. Also, he's been a great friend.
[X] Keep your head high is about making sure you can breathe when you're sinking in something like quicksand, dearie.
 
[X] huh, probably best to check your other monitoring equipment to make sure nothing else is going crazy and then maybe try getting back to work?

Not sure what else you're suppose to do right now since it seems like something is going down at the main lab and they don't want people who aren't there already getting involved so it's probably best just to go back to what you were doing. Just keep an eye out on the readings you're getting just incase things go from odd to dangerous and on your messages incase something happens that needs your help.
 
[X] Consider if this might have anything to do with the aurora Tieran-Sha mentioned.

Pretty sure tonight when the lights begin will be when shit hit's the fan.
 
Oh but Tieran-Sha sounds fun in that cute hyperactive way that is borderline insufferable

[X] You should eat a tiny bit before King Airhead arrives.
 
[X] Take a look at the code now that we're on drugs, see if we can rush something to help us (and everyone else!) figure out what's going on.

I didn't survive this long by staying in the same room as inexplicably glowing orbs!
We know why the orb's glowing, it's reporting stuff via visual output.

Now, the what and the why of that stuff is... less explicable. But I'm sure it'll be fine!
 
Man, we are having a Not Good Day.

We actually haven't eaten anything all day. Grab a snack while we try to grab someone who understands these secrets and make them look at it.
 
Update 6: Hello, Fellow Students
[x] it is probably polite to at least tell your friend something strange is going on so he doesn't fly into a frightening magical storm or something on the way here
{Zalan}: I look forward to your visit, but I'm still neck-deep in an intractable problem. And... I feel that I should warn you that there appears to be a developing situation here which, I suspect, may prove dangerous.

{Tieran-Sha}: Unfortunate! Of what sort?

{Zalan}: I don't actually know. I just started noticing faults in the instruments I'm able to check. I believe it's caused by some powerful construct or spell in the Institute's research lab which is greatly exceeding authorized parameters. My team told me to keep an eye on it, but can't or won't explain what's causing it. For all I know, I shouldn't be speaking freely either.

{Tieran-Sha}: Ominous indeed. Yet, intriguing. Some plot by a great wyrm or councillor? Digging too greedily into the spaces between worlds? Summoning some foreign god or monster in an act of hubris?

{Zalan}: Probably not!

{Tieran-Sha}: Haha. Far more likely a maximum power test. Perhaps to achieve a record, to enhance the Institute's prestige. Yet from our limited vantage, we can rule out nothing. Are you evacuating?

{Zalan}: Well. No.

{Tieran-Sha}: Then I would not dream of leaving you to face this danger alone. I should be there within four hours, weather permitting.

{Zalan}: Fair enough! Hey speaking of weather, if you see anything TOO strange on your approach, please steer clear.

{Tieran-Sha}: I will be careful, my friend.

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[X] Dont forget to eat in your panicked, drug addled mind, you lovable scamp
Zalan isn't hungry at all, but when he thinks back, he realizes just how long it's been since he had anything substantial. This seems like a quick way to send his alchemical-high in a dark and jittery direction. As a dragon, most of Zalan's caloric needs are met by respiring mana. But he still needs food. He has some in his kitchen, but the quickest route between here to a hot meal is a dining hall two levels down and across the central axis. He doesn't often eat there, but he feels a sense of clarity more powerful than habit.


He slow-walks to the dining hall. He's feeling different. Sharp. Severe. A sword that turns every way. Oh how he wishes he'd done this at the beginning of an all-nighter rather than the end.

The hall's broad and gaudy, resplendent with decorations to awe young dragons and convince their patrons they'll endure no hardships. Trays of meat, fruit, and other food are on display. Golems glide around, waiting tables and collecting flatware, their serpent-like arms curled in a respectful bow.

At the first smell of roasting meat, Zalan's appetite comes suddenly back to life. He wonders why he ever bothers eating at his lair. The meditative ritual of cooking? The individualized recipes? The desire to be alone? The illusion of self-reliance? Fool. Here there is meat!

Soon, the dragon's eating ravenously, biting off thick mouthfuls of beef, and taking deep drinks of a bowl of watered-down nectar that leaves him gasping for breath. He has to reassert his self-control. If he overeats, the lack of sleep is really going to catch up with him, and he has more to do. He scans the room for someone who might know what's going on.

The closest thing to a familiar face is a pair of students Zalan recognizes, though not by name. They're relatively new. He usually leaves them alone.


"Everyone I talk to says we need more time. So-" says the one with the pierced frill.

"Hey I hope I'm not interrupting," Zalan interrupts.

"-I asked but she wouldn't- Oh! Can I... hhhelp you?"

"I was just wondering if you'd heard any word about the recent trouble."

"the c...
...aaaaalculus exam?"

Oh right. They're undergrads. Of course.

"I meant at the lab."

"Which lab?" asks the dragonelle with horns.

"The tower."

"Nnooo?" says frills. "I haven't really - is this about - What is this about, exactly?"

"I'm still trying to determine that," says Zalan.

"I mean why are you looking at me like that."


"Like what?"



[X] Take a look at the code now that we're on drugs, see if we can rush something to help us (and everyone else!) figure out what's going on.
[x] somewhat related, maybe you should go look at what's happening yourself...?
Well, at least there is an excuse to stop work on deep contemplation engine now? It was not me being slow, prod server just caught fire I was told to stop etc etc.
Zalan needs to make a decision. This could be a great excuse to finish his work on the engine and sneak it in after the deadline. But it could also be a great excuse to not do that. And it's possible he has much larger concerns. Should he:

[] Throw himself back into finishing his work on the deep-contemplation engine - It's the whole reason he took that elixir. This is his last, best chance to put a stake in this godforsaken project. Additionally, this engine's prediction abilities have applications in safety validation, so it's possible that fixing it will help with the current situation. Even if it doesn't, if he just gets this done, all will be forgiven...
[] Throw himself directly into figuring out what's happening - Forget the engine, we're in panic mode! Zalan should get to the bottom of this as soon as possible. His elixir should help him maintain focus despite high stress. It wouldn't be the first time the lab has dealt with an eccentric mood. [Note: May result in Zalan having a heated discussing with security where he forgets to blink the entire time]
[] Calm Down - This is starting to sound suspiciously like somebody else's problem. Just keep an eye on his messages. Eat at the dining hall. Do a little work on the engine. Work on his mech-golem. Argue on the internexus. Take a bath and commune with the five faces of God...
 
[X] Throw himself back into finishing his work on the deep-contemplation engine - It's the whole reason he took that elixir. This is his last, best chance to put a stake in this godforsaken project. Additionally, this engine's prediction abilities have applications in safety validation, so it's possible that fixing it will help with the current situation. Even if it doesn't, if he just gets this done, all will be forgiven...

We are already riding the lightning. We might as well ride it to our destination. God, did you feel that? See that? Something moved outside. Go get it, count how many wings it has. It might be important to finishing your deep-contemplation engi- no wait this is the drug talking
 
Oh.
Tieran-Sha definitely wants to spend a night in your hoard. There's no doubt about it in the slightest.

[X] Calm Down. Eat something. Somebody Else's problem. If they wanted to involve you, they would've. If it was a problem, they'd have sent out an alert.
Maybe put something nice on for Tieran-Sha when they come along.
Get some food in your belly.
Then do some work on the engine.

Above all, try not to scare anyone else with your coked out dinnerplate eyes.
Nobody wants to be looked at like a cat looks at catnip.
 
[X] Calm Down - This is starting to sound suspiciously like somebody else's problem. Just keep an eye on his messages. Eat at the dining hall. Do a little work on the engine. Work on his mech-golem. Argue on the internexus. Take a bath and commune with the five faces of God...
 
[X] Calm Down - This is starting to sound suspiciously like somebody else's problem. Just keep an eye on his messages. Eat at the dining hall. Do a little work on the engine. Work on his mech-golem. Argue on the internexus. Take a bath and commune with the five faces of God...
 
I had that as my suggestion last turn for a reason, and that reason still holds: it's our best bet (even if it's a long shot) for helping to actually fix... whatever's going on. When the alternatives are either wasting time online or trying to convince security that we're totally fine, honest...

[X] Throw himself back into finishing his work on the deep-contemplation engine - It's the whole reason he took that elixir. This is his last, best chance to put a stake in this godforsaken project. Additionally, this engine's prediction abilities have applications in safety validation, so it's possible that fixing it will help with the current situation. Even if it doesn't, if he just gets this done, all will be forgiven...
 
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[X] Calm Down - This is starting to sound suspiciously like somebody else's problem. Just keep an eye on his messages. Eat at the dining hall. Do a little work on the engine. Work on his mech-golem. Argue on the internexus. Take a bath and commune with the five faces of God...

The mess hall's biggest panic at the moment is the dragon who came down to it while very high, but this whole situation is rather ominous.
It might help to be less strung up if/when whatever is going down hits the fan.

... also, from the sounds of things they might have given a deadline for this thing that was expecting a faster than deadline delivery. Because this seems to be a "we needed this device two days ago to tell us how it would make a mess today" instead of "we need this device now to fix things".
So what can be done to finish the engine without going overboard is possibly a safer choice than being even more tired and stressed after completing it to some degree.

(Not to mention it still sound like the worst case scenario would make this the last time he can do some of these things.)
 
"I mean why are you looking at me like that."
[X] sorry if I look funny, been trying to finish a project by deadline and it's proving to be a rather large pain to the point where I have been loosing sleep just trying to meet said deadline. Almost got to the point of skipping meals as well before I remembered I need food so I came down here for subsistence as well as to clear my head before getting back into my work.

speaking of which
[X] Throw himself back into finishing his work on the deep-contemplation engine - It's the whole reason he took that elixir. This is his last, best chance to put a stake in this godforsaken project. Additionally, this engine's prediction abilities have applications in safety validation, so it's possible that fixing it will help with the current situation. Even if it doesn't, if he just gets this done, all will be forgiven...

let us be done with this devil project and move on with our lives. Then we can worry about work setting off a residence cascade and having to find the nearest crowbar.
 
[X] Throw himself back into finishing his work on the deep-contemplation engine - It's the whole reason he took that elixir. This is his last, best chance to put a stake in this godforsaken project. Additionally, this engine's prediction abilities have applications in safety validation, so it's possible that fixing it will help with the current situation. Even if it doesn't, if he just gets this done, all will be forgiven...

This is why we did the drugs in the first place. Might as well finish what we started.
 
[X] Throw himself back into finishing his work on the deep-contemplation engine - It's the whole reason he took that elixir. This is his last, best chance to put a stake in this godforsaken project. Additionally, this engine's prediction abilities have applications in safety validation, so it's possible that fixing it will help with the current situation. Even if it doesn't, if he just gets this done, all will be forgiven...
 
[X] Throw himself directly into figuring out what's happening... seems like other folks don't quite have a grasp on what's really going on either, so I might be cause for at least some alarm until the situation is understood or under control. Don't forget to blink!
 
[X] Throw himself back into finishing his work on the deep-contemplation engine - It's the whole reason he took that elixir. This is his last, best chance to put a stake in this godforsaken project. Additionally, this engine's prediction abilities have applications in safety validation, so it's possible that fixing it will help with the current situation. Even if it doesn't, if he just gets this done, all will be forgiven...
 
[X] Throw himself back into finishing his work on the deep-contemplation engine - It's the whole reason he took that elixir. This is his last, best chance to put a stake in this godforsaken project. Additionally, this engine's prediction abilities have applications in safety validation, so it's possible that fixing it will help with the current situation. Even if it doesn't, if he just gets this done, all will be forgiven...
 
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