I have a really wired, but funny idea and I'm wondering how it could be pulled off. Is it possible for asolar to pass them selfs off as a Sidereal? What would you need to do it?
I figure you would need help from the "inside" as well as some pretty hefty artifacts.
Once you get over the hurdle of knowing enough about the Sidereals IC to know what to change, all you need are either the proper disguise charms from Solar Larceny, or enough Sorcery to cast the Disguise of the New Face spell, which lets you make a fake anima banner. From there, it's no different than keeping up any other disguise, keeping in mind that if you go to the natural stomping grounds of the Sidereal Host, you're in heaven with a whole lot of gods who will probably be much better equipped to pierce long term subterfuge than anyone in creation.
 
Disguise of the New Face spell, which lets you make a fake anima banner.
Does it also change your caste mark or does that still appear as the usual? Cause then it won't really help in that disguise plan... But if it does also allow you to change the caste mark then it's a pretty solid plan i guess.
 
Once you get over the hurdle of knowing enough about the Sidereals IC to know what to change, all you need are either the proper disguise charms from Solar Larceny, or enough Sorcery to cast the Disguise of the New Face spell, which lets you make a fake anima banner. From there, it's no different than keeping up any other disguise, keeping in mind that if you go to the natural stomping grounds of the Sidereal Host, you're in heaven with a whole lot of gods who will probably be much better equipped to pierce long term subterfuge than anyone in creation.
I can't be that "easy" can it? I mean the punch line of the this was that Chejop Kejak took the disguised Solar as an apprentice, and started teaching her Sidereal martial arts. I mean that absurd right? Part of this is just a excuse for Refuge In Audacity ,but your saying it could work?


 
I have a really wired, but funny idea and I'm wondering how it could be pulled off. Is it possible for asolar to pass them selfs off as a Sidereal? What would you need to do it?
I figure you would need help from the "inside" as well as some pretty hefty artifacts.

Who are you trying to fool?

A rustic god who's only heard rumours of the Men In Yellow, Blue, Red, Green and Purple is one thing.

An actual Sidereal, who literally work with and know by face every other Sidereal, is an entirely different question.

The first is doable. The second is nigh impossible for extended periods.
 
I can't be that "easy" can it? I mean the punch line of the this was that Chejop Kejak took the disguised Solar as an apprentice, and started teaching her Sidereal martial arts. I mean that absurd right? Part of this is just a excuse for Refuge In Audacity ,but your saying it could work?
yeah there's only 100 sidereals and they're more or less all accounted for, in that the sidereals and Bureau of Destiny know who's who, where they are and who's in the reincarnation pipeline. And being a sidereal is more than just learning Kung Fu from Chejop Kejak, there's astrology work that your solar in disguise will be expected to do that he can't and this will be noticed exceptionally quickly.

All it's going to take is a sidereal with Telltale Symphony active around you to get a roll off against your disguise. Considering that the risk of a Lunar Elder infiltrating heaven disguised as a Sidereal they've eaten is probably a real concern for the older ranks of the five-score fellowship including (and especially) Chejop Kejak, I would expect that everyone coming in would undergo a relatively cursory inspection before secret kung fu lessons by the ranking member of the sidereals.
 
Who are you trying to fool?

A rustic god who's only heard rumours of the Men In Yellow, Blue, Red, Green and Purple is one thing.

An actual Sidereal, who literally work with and know by face every other Sidereal, is an entirely different question.

The first is doable. The second is nigh impossible for extended periods.
Could an Infernal, who somehow got access to the list of people fated to replace Sidereals, pull off a scheme where a demon outside of fate attacks them disguised as the current mortal, then pretend to Exalt as a Sidereal?
 
yeah there's only 100 sidereals and they're more or less all accounted for, in that the sidereals and Bureau of Destiny know who's who, where they are and who's in the reincarnation pipeline. And being a sidereal is more than just learning Kung Fu from Chejop Kejak, there's astrology work that your solar in disguise will be expected to do that he can't and this will be noticed exceptionally quickly.

All it's going to take is a sidereal with Telltale Symphony active around you to get a roll off against your disguise. Considering that the risk of a Lunar Elder infiltrating heaven disguised as a Sidereal they've eaten is probably a real concern for the older ranks of the five-score fellowship including (and especially) Chejop Kejak, I would expect that everyone coming in would undergo a relatively cursory inspection before secret kung fu lessons by the ranking member of the sidereals.

Or, you know:

"Use a Sidereal Charm."

"... shit."

Could an Infernal, who somehow got access to the list of people fated to replace Sidereals, pull off a scheme where a demon outside of fate attacks them disguised as the current mortal, then pretend to Exalt as a Sidereal?

Infernals have Charmtech that no one else has that might allow them to pull it off, but that requires a high-Essence Infernal with Black Mirror Shintai to mimic an existing Sidereal and replace them - and that's literally a "the villain stole my shadow and is being my evil twin" plot, and they don't have any Infernal charms when doing it.
 
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Or, you know:

"Use a Sidereal Charm."

"... shit."
I considered using that example! But it's not outside the realm of possibility that a solar could brush off being able to summon a spider that crawls out of their mouth and gets them information with "oh I haven't learned Efficient Secretary Technique yet!" or counterfit Avoidance Kata with solar stealth charms.
 
Infernals have Charmtech that no one else has that might allow them to pull it off, but that requires a high-Essence Infernal with Black Mirror Shintai to mimic an existing Sidereal and replace them - and that's literally a "the villain stole my shadow and is being my evil twin" plot, and they don't have any Infernal charms when doing it.
I thought that, if they could get ahold of that list, they could use Eldritch Secrets Mastery to disguise themself and their anima as a sidereal who was meant to Exalt later and did so early, then use Puissance Mimicry Imitation to copy Sidereal Charms as they run a long con of being that Sidereal within Heaven.
 
I thought that, if they could get ahold of that list, they could use Eldritch Secrets Mastery to disguise themself and their anima as a sidereal who was meant to Exalt later and did so early, then use Puissance Mimicry Imitation to copy Sidereal Charms as they run a long con of being that Sidereal within Heaven.
The lack of arcane fate will be noticeable as well. Gods outside the Bureau of Destiny Gods will remember you and someone will notice that you haven't done any resplendent destinies yet. If you, as a solar or infernal or lunar or anything else, wants to fool heaven into thinking that you're a sidereal, it's going to have to be a very short term thing because the longer you maintain it the more chances you will be found out. Assuming you don't get ganked by angry sidereals and gods at the very least you'll be charged a bevy of crimes under heaven's laws. Infiltrating heaven, infiltrating the Bureau of Destiny, multiple charges of lying to gods of higher essence and disruption of the peace...
 
yeah there's only 100 sidereals and they're more or less all accounted for, in that the sidereals and Bureau of Destiny know who's who, where they are and who's in the reincarnation pipeline. And being a sidereal is more than just learning Kung Fu from Chejop Kejak, there's astrology work that your solar in disguise will be expected to do that he can't and this will be noticed exceptionally quickly.

All it's going to take is a sidereal with Telltale Symphony active around you to get a roll off against your disguise. Considering that the risk of a Lunar Elder infiltrating heaven disguised as a Sidereal they've eaten is probably a real concern for the older ranks of the five-score fellowship including (and especially) Chejop Kejak, I would expect that everyone coming in would undergo a relatively cursory inspection before secret kung fu lessons by the ranking member of the sidereals.

Or, you know:

"Use a Sidereal Charm."

"... shit."



Infernals have Charmtech that no one else has that might allow them to pull it off, but that requires a high-Essence Infernal with Black Mirror Shintai to mimic an existing Sidereal and replace them - and that's literally a "the villain stole my shadow and is being my evil twin" plot, and they don't have any Infernal charms when doing it.

The lack of arcane fate will be noticeable as well. Gods outside the Bureau of Destiny Gods will remember you and someone will notice that you haven't done any resplendent destinies yet. If you, as a solar or infernal or lunar or anything else, wants to fool heaven into thinking that you're a sidereal, it's going to have to be a very short term thing because the longer you maintain it the more chances you will be found out. Assuming you don't get ganked by angry sidereals and gods at the very least you'll be charged a bevy of crimes under heaven's laws. Infiltrating heaven, infiltrating the Bureau of Destiny, multiple charges of lying to gods of higher essence and disruption of the peace...
Well now the joke goes "It started with my Sidereal companies needing me to pose as a fellow Sidereal too help fill out some paper work. It's reached the point ware I'm trying to defend Chejop Kejak from a panel of angry Incarna."
I'm not actually going to try and write that. It was just something funny I thought to keep my self busy at work.
 
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Okay, finally back to Autochthonian fluff-pieces! So this stuff is a long-time coming, and kind of ballooned up to encompass several other projects I was also working on at the time, which is why I'm breaking it up over two big chunks. Fair warning, understanding some of the things being laid out here requires having read my previous treatise on Safety Codes and Octet Civil Law, so you might want to check that out before reading into this one, with the same stipulation "I am neither a law professional or have read any books on the subject, I just read a lot of wiki pages and articles by people smarter than I am." So if there are any glaring mistakes, that is probably why, and I am fully willing to hear input from anyone more knowledgeable on the subject. By all means, let me know.

All that out of the way, Crime and Punishment in Autochthonia is a pretty weighty topic, not the least of which because it requires lying down a shared bedrock of cultural mores and beliefs in what crime and justice IS that all the nations can begin to meaningfully deviate from. So that is the purpose of this essay, not to detail each nation individually, but to characterize the underlying civilization as a whole. No small part of that hinges on two points I've touched on previously:

A) in a world of rigid machines, the intrinsic value placed on the mortal presence must to both Be and Act as Humans Do, not exist as a poor compromise of shittier machines made with weaker and more easily-disposable organic parts, and
B) the Octet is built atop almost five millennia of interwoven belief systems and multi-doctrine faith emphasizing that Autochthon is both "Home" and a "harsh but caring God," not a weird bubble-spaceship temporarily keeping the population on narrative life-support until it can return to conquer Creation.

Both of which together means that the Irrational Mundane is an exception to Fantastical Logic, and therefore given suitably higher credit in everyday life. God is both real and a complex mathematics problem, so calculations and rule sets are holy and should only be invoked where the honored attention of God actually matters. Living emotion and passion is valued more than base statistics and reason, while fuzzy logic and degrees of nuance carry more social heft than ironclad rules and reams of legalese. Probably most important of all, that in the most dire environment given to them, people still wish to be Happy. Survival in shared misery only goes so far, and therefore any believable people will build their societies and institutions in the pursuit of shared comfort and stability, however misguided, not simply optimize the surroundings to Persist despite all odds arrayed against them.

That all said: Part 1, here we go! Placing it behind a quote-block to avoid extending the page.

To Err Is Human
As a joint venture between the Theomachracy and the Olgotary, the codes of Autochthonian civil and criminal law are concerned primarily with the pursuit of investigating, identifying and issuing recompense to those whom a crime or act of misadventure has inconvenienced or damaged. Owing to the Autochthonian faith in communal safety measures, and cultural beliefs underpinning the limited autonomy of the mortal soul, it is an uncommon occurrence for the law to formally mediate disputes between individual citizens. Instead, if one citizen harms or disables another citizen unprovoked and renders him unfit to perform continued work duties, she has committed crimes against not only Autochthon, but against the Tripartite, and even her victim's workplace and associated peer group - now saddled with an injured or absent member. To determine restitution for her unacceptable behavior falls upon the courts to decide, acting to represent the authority with the greatest claim to damages by the sudden decline in productive labor.

The notion of wielding formal law to deliver vengeance on behalf of the victim is bizarre and ridiculous to the Autochthonian ideals of justice. Most citizens would view the act as a selfish desire for inflicting guiltless violence, conducting some manner of barbaric mock-trial like those of dark and blood-soaked ages past. In those days, such judgement was intended to incite public opinion against the accused as an unwilling scapegoat for the perceived social ills of the community or its enemies, all for the purpose of providing new sacrifices to help empower the holy mechanisms continuing to grind workers into nothing more than pulped meat and bone dust. Belief remains strong in the modern nations that establishing a lasting precedence of institutional verdict is a far more righteous comeuppance against malice and ignorance than any punitive measures taken on a single individual, and will weigh equally upon specific wrongdoings as each crime remotely akin to it for all time.

But while the attempt to reconcile civility with pragmatism has noble intentions, the reality rankles no less when exploitative behaviors are seemingly dismissed by all save the sympathetic ears of local lectors. There is very little legal recourse given to victims of injury, theft or libel when the crime is held up against the totality of the Grand Design to justify itself. During lengthy intervals of recovery or acclimation from associated stress and possible reassignment, there lie only various outlets supplied by the community to constructively and healthily direct personal distress or hateful impulses away from the suspect. Allowing ones enemies to live peaceably distant and continue to serve the Great Maker is seen to be what separates the nations many peoples from the short-sighted tunnel dwellers feuding over territory markers.

Ultimately the legal system demands faith in the integrity of the administrative process, and warns against harboring grudges which could cloud the mind with unproductive thought and hurt crew morale. Liars, backbiters, footpads and petty vandals who provide necessary labor all hold comparable place within the Maker's vision as the virtuous and faithful, and so too must the citizenry learn to coexist with less scrupulous barracks residents for the sake of keeping peace. Between the lofty oversight of the law and the discretion demanded by safety code, this is the reason why the average citizen regularly moves from overlapping social cliques to work cadres and back again throughout her day, both as a form of shared personal security and insulating support in times of crisis. To be purposefully isolated is to stake oneself out as either a potential culprit or inviting accident in the eyes of the law, nothing more.

In light of this, while corrective punishments are certainly a part of the justice system intended to enforce a sense of consequence, the continued life and productivity of all citizens are the only two things of genuine and lasting value to the Tripartite, regardless of criminal history. Which means great pains are taken in favor of encouraging the rehabilitation and reeducation of offenders, lest administrative pragmatism risk violating what Theomachracy canon dictates to be the essential dignity and agency of "humanity" so inherent to mortal lives within the Design. Lifeless replacement parts cannot be 'scared straight' by authority figures and return to performing admirably in the ways a thinking person can. Nor can a machine be reassigned to a new sector when defects arise and gradually improve in overall production thanks to a more enriching work environment.

A machine performs function, not ritual, and although a litany and command processes share the same aesthetic qualities of upholding ideal behaviors, overcoming the division between prayer and programming forever eludes even the most advanced supernatural intelligence. Even among the vaunted ex machina, no construct is ever so flexible as the hand which built it. If the myriad facets of the divine machine could be so easily resolved by such components from the Maker's own peerless inventions, there would have been no need for an Octet or the peoples who inhabit it. So then considering how the majority of crimes are merely the end result of workforce conflicts and minor matters of breached safety protocol, everyday criminal affairs are treated with an accordingly dry disinterest towards exacting retribution from mismanaged personnel. Petty offenses are swept into the nearest existing precedent and otherwise forgotten in a sea of paperwork.

For more serious crimes involving wrongful death, blatant acts of sedition, callous disregard or explicitly dehumanizing violence leveled against the victim or worse, that is where the fearsome and far-reaching reputations of the adjudicators come to the fore. Lacking the space or surplus for extended imprisonment, fear of exile to the reaches or servitude within the Lumpen caste helps serve as deterrence against high crime as readily as it does within the safety code, and for similar reason, though throughout apprenticeship training all junior Olgotary members are well-advised to weigh the longstanding productivity costs when employing illustrative discipline. It is sometimes a distasteful necessity to step back and maintain a handful of so-called "blood-greased gears," the social privilege and professional services of suspected murderers, abusers or political dissidents so that daily life remains a steady routine, even among the closed ranks of the Tripartite elite.

However, while legally-authorized vengeance is viewed as unseemly, it is not uncommon for a community to nevertheless side staunchly with a victimized party or against the state at the release of deplorable elements back into the general public with little by way of lasting repercussions. Subtle and overt means gradually ostracize any culprit who was not seen to have suffered comparable indignities as the damages accrued, or who are thought to have "cheated the system" somehow through overreach of her station or exploiting private connections. Additional crimes by the former suspect, real or fabricated, may be brought to light as a persistent and uncomfortable level of scrutiny is paid to her casual interactions, work output and business dealings.

Anonymous acts may poison social prospects with unprovable rumors, or even provoke further harm indirectly when inauspicious industrial 'accidents' happen nearby against her person or possessions, like important documents or equipment, with seemingly no accountable eyewitness present to explain the suspicious lack of protective oversight from her peers. In truly outrageous cases, the restoration of a subdirector in the wake of a scandal may lead to work strikes or riots, even if her qualifications insist no adequate replacements exist to fill the position. The responsibility for this unrest inevitably falls back on the local Olgotary branch which levied such a wildly poor and unpopular choice of verdict, disrupting daily casework with an increasingly unwelcome volume of reports about valuable regulator service hours wasted pursuing and policing ongoing accounts of vigilante justice.

So it stands as large part of adjudicator notoriety that no class of citizen remains fully beyond the judgment of the law, regardless of prestige or political backing. Behind the scenes, most such cases of blood-greased gears end not in a courtroom, but with evidence kept under lock and key as blackmail in exchange for due compliance in future Olgotary actions or in upholding the existing status quo. Even longstanding functionaries of the state would sooner take such a deal and obscure any legally-objectionable acts behind complex games of unspoken favors and subterfuge, often admissible as a treasonous crime alone, than be caught out and ousted as a sacrificial lamb into the ranks of the Lumpen simply to avoid rising class tensions, further disrupt the workings of the Tripartite or waylay another ongoing investigation.

But while naked coercion and the severity of punitive measures provide ample enough reason to tread lightly around the law, some crimes are too abstractly destructive for the mortal mind to grasp the fallout, standing so far afield from workplace dispute and mismanagement. Damaging Autochthon's interdependent systems, teeming plethora of ex machina, or the root tenets of the Octet faith, the question becomes not how or to whom the crime requires restitution, but whether only the Theomachracy has a greater right to weigh the actions of the accused. Catastrophic breakdown, disarray or sabotage in manufacturing or transit hubs, international espionage, consorting with overtly malevolent beings to undermine the spiritual health and disposition of her fellow citizens, organizing mass revolt or unrest in the ranks which may disharmonize the divine or societal hierarchy in some manner, all these and more transcend the ability for mankind to render commensurate accountability. When the laws and oversight of mankind fail and humanity defies god, the final responsibility of the Olgotary lies in presenting the culprit to be judged under the laws of Heaven.


Heaven Sent
Legal cases are divided between secular and religious law in many of the Octet nations, and as the administrative branch overseeing the implementation of law to determine fault and outcome, the Olgotary also serves as the gatekeeper which controls who may be given right to evaluate known suspects and damages. Before passing along what could be judged as matters concerning the vested interests of state and its people under the judgments of mankind, careful council is taken before invoking the Theomachracy on the possible abuse of divine workings of the Great Maker or his spirits. Because beneath the judgment of Heaven, the subjectivity of mortal perception is no longer a valid basis of admissible evidence. Supernatural inquest demands the account conform to undeniable facts and accurate statistical measurements far outstripping accepted communal beliefs underlying personal privacy and autonomy, sanctity of the mind and body, and root assumptions that each productive life has an essential value to the whole.

Through the use of invasive magics to investigate the events surrounding a particular crime, glaring gaps in both recorded evidence and moral character are laid disturbingly bare. It becomes entirely possible to reconstruct ephemeral things like the mental state of the accused, her motives for the crime, interactions with associates and memories at the time, trace the path of her workday down to an eyeblink and weigh a citizen upon metaphysical scales that might subject her reincarnations to future scrutiny based on the severity of the black mark ascribed on her soul. As such, the majority of faithful among the adjudicators are hesitant to defer this significant judgment so easily. Even to a technically-higher but outside authority, most instead prefer to embody the professed ideals of Heavenly justice through the standard process without going so far as to stage a clerical inquiry.

Thus, the legal standing of "Heaven." In this context of supernatural judgment, the term is a truly archaic Old Realm loan-word, grandfathered in by its use across the more confusing law passages dating from the Time Before Steel. It describes a theoretical state of mind, singular immortal being or conclave of beings possessing such all-encompassing awareness in space and time as to assign perfect accountability of blame in all outcomes of law. Heaven is the truly ideal arbiter, using omniscient worldly knowledge and information both known and unknown, as an external but immediately-accessible observer to everyday events, forever in the pursuit of optimal justice. By simple invocation, Heaven establishes a universal truth, and though the events surrounding that truth might be cause for philosophical or moral debate, the accuracy of that truth is never held in question.

Arguably the Godhead of Autochthon would be a fitting such 'Heaven' to evoke for events taking place within his body, but even veteran adjudicators are loathe to debate the finer points of law theory and philosophy with clerics versed solely in reams of ancient scripture. The entire affair is wisely conceded to the notional "Heaven" as a sop to avoid drawing up accusations of offensively presuming to speak for the Great Maker or his Ministers on such minor details of personnel and logistics management. Nonetheless, judgment by Heaven usually is conducted wholly or in part by cleric conclaves acting in an identical fashion to those conducted by the Olgotary courts, except the crimes committed are weighed against the status of the accused as a spiritually-enriching member of humanity rather than her productive output as an Octet citizen.

If a potential suspect is found sufficiently wanting beneath the eyes of Heaven, or could pose an actively detrimental influence to her peers and community, she faces significantly increased chance to become one of the Lumpen than under Olgotary review, to be even expelled from her nation entirely to wander the Reaches as an exile. While the Olgotary largely turns a blind eye to the overall demeanor and physical character of a suspect, except when posturing by the accused would constitute contempt for law proceedings, clerics of the Theomachracy hold every aspect of the accused to be deserving of critical examination. Attempts at dehumanizing the body and mind in whatever capacity, to modify or disfigure the base state of the human form by crudely aping the faceless visages and anatomy of the divine, is looked down upon especially severely as perversions of the natural order and defying the Great Maker's assessment of one's anointed place in his Design.

A prosthetic limb with a built-in timepiece but lacking the precise number of necessary digits, a literally hip-mounted flask locked behind a spring-loaded thigh compartment plate, or vision-assisting lenses which obscure the wearer's eyes too heavily to read emotion accurately, all could be seen as unwelcome encroachment on the supernatural hallmarks of the ex machina. The mortal body plan is the chosen vessel for the imperishable soul with a thinking mind as caretaker, and since Autochthon alone determined the worthiness of souls admitted to the Grand Design, one or both of the remainder must be the corrupting element at fault for causing the spiritual anomaly underlying the crime. This holds true among the impoverished Populat and visiting peoples from other nations as well, where traditionalist fashions like facial tattooing, lip or nostril plates and splitting, elaborate tooth-piercings or decorative scarification can be misconstrued as indicators of poor moral constitution belying some natural inclination towards illicit or nonconformist intentions.

Where the adjudicators threaten execution or enslavement for only capital crimes, the Theomachracy leverages outright denial of free citizenship and issues soul-excommunication for any heretical act which dares drift outside mortal jurisdiction. This is the most fitting price under scriptural decree for making the divine machine aware of her obvious shortcomings, when the actions of the accused reflect dimly on the dutiful supplication expected of mankind as a whole. Excusing such a gross error with a simple warning hurts the morale of her peers forced to take up the slack left behind, in ways that simply reassigning or rehabilitating her will not correct. Those found guilty of the worst theological crimes will have her soulgem ripped from her skull, spirit forcibly marked and bodily transported far away from the cities so she may face exile in direct exposure to Autochthon's imposing environs.

If she would transgress so boldly against the Great Maker within his own domain, then by Heavenly decree it falls to his will to take pity on this situation and grant her personal salvation. Abandoned without food or exploratory supplies, unsustained by the trappings of civilization to fend for herself in the noisy, unlit passages of thrumming conduits and roaring machines. She is left to wander until either delivered away by his spirits to a new calling in a display of Clarified magnanimity, succumbs to blind and horrific accident under the implements of his body, or finally wastes away from mortal frailty as an act of penance. Should the new exile be clever or resourceful enough, she may find a safe haven with the tunnel folk who linger at the fringes of the nation's wilder spaces, though her skills and healthy condition will be what decides if she has any lasting future among that derelict number.

Upon returning to the Radiant Amphora, her marked soul will be observed closely in future holders for continued signs of noncompliance with the divine plan, spoken of by vague terms of 'troublemaker' and 'nuisance' by authorities until such a number of flawless generations have come and gone as to assume this miscalculation has fully corrected itself. Sometimes a curious sorting error appears in the manifest, a rounding mistake perhaps once every hundred years, and draws no second glances nor mourners for the loss when one of these failed souls inexplicably disappears from containment between reincarnations. Clerics consider this to be the purest example of the divine will at work, as Autochthon's Design has undoubtedly found purpose for the wayward soul one way or another, never again to darken the Octet with further incompetence and disorder.

Rarer still, when one of these black-marked souls may have achieved truly outlandish deeds in spite of violating existing strictures of state and god. Though the Luminators might mutter through gritted teeth at the sheer ignobility of it all, a transgressive soul might well meet the standards befitting ascension to an Alchemical Exalt. These are the Champions who draw the most oversight among the state, waiting to see if her personality catalyzes around potentially reformist aims, or reasserts the willful disregard for protocol and dogma which characterized her mortal lifetimes. If the latter comes to pass, the Theomachracy can only look on and pray this Champion is meant a test of faith to endure, now set to bedevil the Tripartite with jags of nonconformity for decades to come.


The Value of a Witness
Reliable witness testimony and personal accounts form the core of any worthwhile investigation, as the sentencing for a misdeed is already set by precedence and any differing information exists solely to unravel the extenuating circumstances demarking one murder or theft from another as notable exceptions to the norm. Taking the advising role of a jury, even witnesses who would stand and lie squarely to an adjudicator's face about non-involvement when presented with the possibility of disciplinary action, if not boldly offering fictitious alibi, are treated as a valuable element of mankind's justice system. Because while the court can dispassionately judge the severity of crime against the damages accrued or the raw productive value of the accused, any intangible qualities and work relationships necessary to optimize the stability and morale of a shift crew are more difficult to ascertain.

Should a petty crime still be so severe as to call for close investigation, but the suspect nevertheless be upstanding or essential personnel, it stands to reason that there would also be a wealth of unrelated reasons from her peers or subordinates for the court to weigh a gentler decision than usual. A well-loved shift chief who falsifies regular quotas to avoid disciplinary action on delays but motivates her crew like a demagogue is worth ten or more exacting-but-joyless clerks in the eyes of the law. This naturally absolves the administration from compliance to strict fairness in the ruling, and instead the court can opt for what will most-readily appease all parties while insuring the criminal act does not repeat itself in the future. The heavy-handedness of regulator force serves dual purposes here for the Olgotary, instilling overt authority over the proceedings such that the very act of enforcement is considered a detriment to the regular life of citizens, and insuring the exact outcome of a trial is never fully certain for those would would attempt to "game the rules" by finding loopholes or patterns in Tripartite law.

Every investigation of a crime naturally begins with a report of suspicious activities, usually as a last resort once all reasonable attempts to avoid conflict or unrest have failed. Potential sources are many, ranging from a Populat subdirector requesting assistance for a sudden accident or dispute, tip-offs given by state informants populating the residential beat of a junior regulator, though entrenched Tripartite agents like the esteemed lectors giving a listening ear to the troubled masses, or the preceptors in deep-cover catching wind of doctrinal corruption. Regardless of the origin, it does not take long before a containment team is dispatched to the scene, and the most difficult first few minutes of an investigation begins. Judging by the number of suspects and the impending crime in progress, the decision is made to either approach the situation silently or for the regulators to 'go loud.'

For petty acts of crime put in motion by a single actor, often misdirection or intermediate proxies are employed to guide the culprit away from the problem area or potential bystanders. The suspect simply vanishes from the site into custody without the greater public becoming aware that any misdeed was being planned or had already taken place. Internal agents on-location follow up the extraction, usually junior Sodalts tasked with performing minor janitorial or maintenance details beneath everyday notice, and work to record and analyze available evidence using special thaumathurgic techniques or discretely interview presumed witnesses and accomplices. Any delays or confusion while the scene is being 'cleaned' and assorted personnel bundled away along with the suspect are conveniently dismissed on "technically-correct" events like temporarily jammed access panels or shift workers being called away into unexpected private meetings.

When subtlety is not an option, one or more veteran investigators and a small cadre of armed officers drawn from local neighborhoods converge en-mass to mitigate foot-traffic and quell any notable resistance to a search of the area, forcibly rounding up potential suspects or volunteering witnesses from the nearby crowd. Should a catastrophic emergency entail rapid response by an Alchemical Exalt or the Sodalts to manage extensive spot-repairs or account for the wounded or slain, regulators take up supporting positions to these professionals to insure safety and ease of movement through even a densely-packed crisis, actively hunting for signs of sabotage or foul play. This is the most familiar public face of the regulators to the Populat, as armored uniforms and impassive figures barking orders with handcrossbows held visible, striding authoritatively in stark contrast to the crush of milling workers breaking aside to give passage.

If it is difficult enough to determine personal fault during the tense calm of an unseen extraction, in addition to uncovering which witnesses possess useful or actionable information, it becomes doubly so once a heavy-handed regulator presence is known on-site. Though impulsive criminals may use the sudden arrival of a containment team as cover to flee or otherwise establish distance from the crime scene, it is well-known among the Populat that anyone attempting to consciously evade regulator scrutiny shows signs of further suspicion, if not outright admitting guilt for the disruption. Depending on the amount of work stoppage and the suspect's inability to cover her own tracks, citizens close at-hand may even act willingly to aid regulator activity and turn over an obvious culprit who has flagrantly upset the daily work routine. Compromising the fruits of Populat labor creates a common enemy of both the people and the state, and it is often wise to swiftly remove such a criminal from the scene before the mob redirects workplace stress onto her as a scapegoat.

Not all investigations run so smoothly, however. It is equally likely for a canny or charismatic fugitive to disguise herself and her intentions to evade capture, tapping into a strained or defiant work atmosphere as her defense. Reactionary cultists in outlying rural sectors, alarmed by what could be seen as lax moralizing and perceived foreign corruption leaking in from the melting-pot cultural exports of nearby urban hubs, commonly have histories in organizing "morality mobs" to violently promote traditionalist values among the congested citizenry on major thoroughfares during shift breaks, dispersing before coordinated regulator action can be taken. The frequency of these events and the inability of the regulators to pin down much more than a single suspect at a time easily suggests a kind of collusion for those casting an uncharitable view of the local Olgotary, enabling this "victimless crime" while reaping the benefits of a growing Populat movement which will rally to defend even the most conservative and xenophobic policy.

Missing or incomplete evidence, ambiguous eyewitness accounts and lack of probable cause can sway those to harbor the suspect and become unwittingly complicit in a crime, under the mistaken impression the regulators have arrived unannounced simply to stir up trouble as an Olgotary brute squad strong-arming for increased productivity under duress. Uncovered crimes of internal espionage or exploitation are the most dangerous among these cases, capable of turning what should be a routine arrest into a cause for regional or national concern. Padded quota numbers, substitution of inferior materials, shortened production runs or preferential diverting of resources, none of these point to a single miscreant to be processed, but systematic flaws which will entail the entire workforce canvased for breaches in protocol.

Quickly identifying the tenor of a room for deliberate obstructionism at hand or lurking risk of violence to herself or her fellow officers investigating these cases is the most rigorous and vital skill any regulator can be trained in. Beyond reading criminals by skittish behavior, she must be prepared to discount diversion tactics attempting to mask these intrigues behind more obvious crimes. This might only be as simple as a loyalist foreman willing to stage a false-flag labor strike to momentarily draw attention away from a subdirector suspected of pushing the workforce too hard, causing too many undocumented injuries for reasonable safety compliance. Without the compromised subdirector at the helm, the entire manufactory may need to be overhauled and placed under new management, one more closely aligned with the unpopular Olgotary mandates being challenged by this gross insubordination. Every wasted minute of work-stoppage means more officers clashing against ingrained Populat skepticism at these unqualified changes, with one further silenced tongue, prepared alibi or complaint report on a superiors desk the following day.

As quickly as the crime scene has been assessed for valid evidence, with suspects or volunteered witnesses taken into custody, the entire investigation summarily departs to leave the site to pick up the pieces and return to some semblance of mismanaged order. When this often results in unplanned skeleton crews on spurious grounds or a productive run suddenly delayed on the mandated quota, this does nothing to further endear the citizenry to regulator activities. If the investigation site or suspicious event would be days or even weeks older than reports first suggested, this implied disregard for civic life and refusal of accountability only cements the common Populat notions among incidental witnesses and bystanders that the Olgotary enforces the law by whim and operates by whatever methods it wishes.

But when faced with the sheer amount of logistical inconveniences caused by these kinds of merely brief interruptions, the looming threat of deadlines become the foremost priority. Actively pursuing the issue is out of the question for any unfortunate line-laborer now resuming necessary work at double-time, who must instead wait and see what outcome will filter down, if any at all. Whether the fault lies within state management, or rabble-rousers deliberately haranguing the administration into action, it is always the unsung Populat who must shoulder the lingering burden of these internal conflicts.


Holding Court
Owing to the rare need for lengthy imprisonment before formalizing a case, suspects are delivered immediately into a courtroom alongside available witnesses and supporting evidence. Because so much of Octet criminal law is both built on established precedent and largely inconsequential to the overall health of society, a court ruling is something of a brisk and theatrical affair. Focus is paid primarily towards instilling an almost primal terror of misdeed and the process of law in the accused, before laying out supporting testimony and evidence resulting in a verdict. The courtroom itself is sparsely lit, built to be silent and cavernously empty compared to the bustle and crush of the world beyond its walls. Such is the quiet isolation that many find the sudden change in sensory input to be unsettling and disorienting, the first time she may hear the blood pounding in her ears or the beat of her heart within her chest.

The presiding adjudicator oversees the courtroom from a raised mezzanine backlit by spotlights on the opposite wall which serves as the bench, any advising conclave in attendance irregularly seated alongside as to keep the suspect unsure as to where she should be respectfully looking or at whom to direct her challenging stare. Normally only a single adjudicator is required to pass a verdict, but as a crime grows in severity and damages, additional adjudicators of increasing rank and experience may also be called into address the proceedings. If a particular case is so heinous or widely-reaching that it cannot be properly judged by an experienced assembly of local adjudicators, the sentencing may even be transferred to a major court in a nearby capital city as a matter of national precedence.

Assuming eye-contact were possible from her elevated seat, all adjudicators wear featureless and uniform chrome masks while delivering judgement, stylized to remove any distinctive or humanizing features from the wearer's identity. Smaller chambers of minor cities drawing from a lower number of adjudicators often include built-in voice modulation to aggressively amplify and flatten her disposition, sapping any warmth or emotive qualities for comparable reasons of anonymity. Seated at the center of the room, the accused is flanked by her regulator escort as the charges and evidence are laid out, supporting witness testimonies piped in from adjacent rooms through similar auditory distortion as though the court itself were speaking for her guilt or defense.

When the time comes for a verdict, the presiding adjudicator and her retinue stand and seemingly disappear into the haze of darkness behind the stage lighting to convene. Even if found guilty, the suspect is then marched out and back into her standard labor duties rather than subjected to extended observation or punishment, although it may now include some portion of her final sentencing. Witnesses are released back to any ongoing work schedule, with a careful word of warning about the secrecy and specificity of the details behind her account, lest she find herself on the wrong side of the courtroom's walls in the future, and a formal reprieve from lapsed duties filed with her superiors for graciously assisting with an official state investigation.

Taken all together between the mobilization of regulator enforcement, investigation, apprehension, transport, with adjudicator deliberation and judgment, it is exceedingly uncommon for the entire operation to last more than the allotted four hours of a shift-length to complete. Most cases progress far quicker, presenting an open-and-shut case that requires very little by way of human input. The Olgotary holds that proceeding through both investigation and judgment in the most rapid and efficient manner is a net gain for the common good and helps minimize productivity losses. Promptness in handling minor rulings further prepares the courts and regulator officers to meet any unexpected crisis unimpeded by perfunctory casework on the docket, and prevents the invention of falsified evidence or unlawful corroboration without extensive prior planning which would doubtlessly entail heavier examination and sentencing of the accused.

Strident critics of such swift processing for suspects insist that if crime remains so abundant, and inherent corruption to the system is at the scale that the only justice that mankind can deliver unto its people must be expedited to prevent backlogging and counteract theoretical misconduct, then perhaps the root problem lies in the execution and those staffed with upholding it. Professional silence to such criticism is the answer the Olgotary is known for, but when the rare public statement is made regarding a particularly egregious case, all that is issued is a simple ultimatum. If an adjudicator ruling is not enough to pass muster, the case subject to dispute can be just as easily kicked up into a full review by Theomachracy clerics if a longer, more thorough inquiry is truly needed to remove all semblance of doubt.

Those who are intimately aware of how the Olgotary operates steer clear of this seemingly innocuous gesture of an appeal, setting aside both the harsher penalties for proven guilt and the extreme invasiveness assured from a magically-aided reexamination. The real reason is that a great many of these critics are interested in the political gains from opposing signs of Olgotary overreach, having built up commanding reputations as voices who most understand public grievances leveled against the state. Undermining rival policies which compete with her own, the allure of being the close confidant to any would-be whistleblower, the fast-track towards Populat goodwill by proclaiming the more-correct method of law, all could fail should the facts of a supernatural inquiry actually confirm the initial ruling of a disputed case.

Precedence set could further very well be incredibly socially damaging for wasting valuable administrative resources on a fruitless pursuit, and dash hopes for future legal objections being respected as worthy of merit. When provable facts, statistics and accurate psychological profiles for suspects and witnesses alike come into play, or even full reconstructions of events thanks to Charm-aided investigation, the stakes are simply too high to leave to chance. Only an outright falsification of evidence or miscarriage of justice could stand against the positioning of the Theomachracy as a jurisdictional boogeyman, practices which the Olgotary would never permit pass into law or become public in the first place. Thus the holding pattern remains, and though the administration is not rendered immune to critical analysis, the threat of supernatural judgement maintains the image of the Olgotary as a "lesser of two evils."
 
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All that out of the way, Crime and Punishment in Autochthonia is a pretty weighty topic, not the least of which because it requires lying down a shared bedrock of cultural mores and beliefs in what crime and justice IS that all the nations can begin to meaningfully deviate from. So that is the purpose of this essay, not to detail each nation individually, but to characterize the underlying civilization as a whole. No small part of that hinges on two points I've touched on previously:

A) in a world of rigid machines, the intrinsic value placed on the mortal presence must to both Be and Act as Humans Do, not exist as a poor compromise of shittier machines made with weaker and more easily-disposable organic parts, and
B) the Octet is built atop almost five millennia of interwoven belief systems and multi-doctrine faith emphasizing that Autochthon is both "Home" and a "harsh but caring God," not a weird bubble-spaceship temporarily keeping the population on narrative life-support until it can return to conquer Creation.

Both of which together means that the Irrational Mundane is an exception to Fantastical Logic, and therefore given suitably higher credit in everyday life. God is both real and a complex mathematics problem, so calculations and rule sets are holy and should only be invoked where the honored attention of God actually matters. Living emotion and passion is valued more than base statistics and reason, while fuzzy logic and degrees of nuance carry more social heft than ironclad rules and reams of legalese. Probably most important of all, that in the most dire environment given to them, people still wish to be Happy. Survival in shared misery only goes so far, and therefore any believable people will build their societies and institutions in the pursuit of shared comfort and stability, however misguided, not simply optimize the surroundings to Persist despite all odds arrayed against them.

Simply because humans improve themselves doesn't make them a "poor compromise of shittier machines made with weaker and more easily-disposable organic parts." Autochthonia, fundamentally, has always been, ever since its oMage incarnation, about humanity's relationship with society and tools. Yes, some places in Autochthonia might be more willing to accept baseline humanity. But that shouldn't be all Autochthonia, or even most. Like, you're forgetting that in 1E, Autochthonia was the only part of Exalted with thaumaturgy that explicitly involved making better people-Bioenhancement. The "enhancement" part of that phrase is telling.

Autochthonia explicitly comes from the transhuman paradise god-world of Iteration X in oMage, who were very explicitly about making better people. Now, not all Iterators went full in on the beep boop cyborg parts, you quite explicitly had Iteration X sociologists and urban planners and sports scientists who did what they could to improve the human body without sticking metal into it, and you had the macrotechnicians who improved humanity via external tools rather than internal implants, but they were still working on the underlying idea that humanity was not at its peak of potential, and could be improved. The most dedicated of Autochthon's human servants often become drones, which are explicitly fusions of man and machine. Autochthon is a literal deus ex machina.

In fact, if you look at Autochthon's Divine Ministers, you see this.

The Divine Minister who covers fertility and reproductive sex also covers craft, tools, industry, and mass production. In Autochthonia, reproductive sex is seen as another form of craft-making a baby via 9 months of unskilled labor. Life and health are associated with productivity and orderly functioning. Cannibalism is considered 'recycling.' No, humans in Autochthonia aren't a "poor compromise of shittier machines." They are, however, machines, because fundamentally Autochthonia, like Iteration X, sees no difference between them and their tools.

It's not 'the flesh is weak,' it's "humanity is valuable, but part of that value is because humans are capable of a variety of ways of self-improvement." If you wanted a motto for Autochthonia it would probably be "be all that you can be." You are expected to become something greater, to always strive to be more. To transgress, in other words, but in a positive fashion. Some people might do that by seeking, and accepting, ways to cast off humanity. Others might do so through humanity, as leaders or scholars, who make the next generation better, by making sure they learn from the failings of the current generation. But the Autochthonians should be pragmatic about both sides of the coin, and shouldn't have some attachment to the divine human form.

Remember, Autochton knows that humans aren't particularly valuable as humans, because he created the Jadeborn and the Clay Man. But in them he saw potential, in their acceptance of faith, dogma, and tools. And rejecting the last simply because they improve on the human form should be anathema to an Autochthonian. Maybe they don't want to personally augment themselves, but if someone else does so, and it makes them better at serving their god, they should be accepting of it. But that's the fundamental thing that I think humans have, which Autochthon explicitly respects and is explictly why he's pro-human. Humans use faith, they use dogma (remember that 'teachings' are a synonym for dogma), and they use tools, all to become more than they are. He likes them because they try to transgress. They find ways to do things they weren't designed to do, because they were designed to be weak, delicious prayer batteries, but they can and have become more.

And in that case, why is it that transgression via cybernetic augmentation is wrong, but transgression via organized social structure is right? Why should Autochthon and the society he created declare a certain form of transgression incorrect? It flies in the face of the game's themes and the very themes of their god.

Autochthonia is not a humanist place, in the sense of the boring baseline normal person. It's a transhumanist place, the point being that humanity is more than just an individual made of meat with two arms, two legs, and a head. Humans are fundamentally cyborgs in Autochthonia, in the sense that Donna Haraway uses it-they are dependent on, symbiotic to, and necessary for, technology. And deciding that no, we won't have actual cyborgs in a world where everyone is a cyborg because ??? is kind of silly.
 
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And in that case, why is it that transgression via cybernetic augmentation is wrong, but transgression via organized social structure is right? Why should Autochthon and the society he created declare a certain form of transgression incorrect? It flies in the face of the game's themes and the very themes of their god.
If that's the case; then why is particular form of transgression as exemplified by Autochthon's robocancer of biomechinail fusion wrong?
 
To continue on with this, I'd suggest using Eastern European, specifically Russia; so we have Boyers instead of the regular nobility, Bogatyrs in place of knights and Streltsy instead of Men-at-Arms etc, as a rough comparison.
This is pedantic, but if we're talking about Kievan Rus, the term Druzhina is more analogous to the traditional man at arms, landed knight, or any military official serving the local prince, of which the highest ranking were called boyars (who eventually became nobility powerful in their own right as they accrued lands and retinue of their own). Streltsky is actually Russian for [a person who shoots] or shooter, and they were traditionally arquebus armed troops specifically. Furthermore the Streltsy as an elite marksmen regiment were an invention of Ivan the Terrible, so kind of out of place in a society modeled after Kievan Rus
 
If that's the case; then why is particular form of transgression as exemplified by Autochthon's robocancer of biomechinail fusion wrong?

Presented as what I hopefully feel is well-supported opinion, the idea and aesthetic of voidtech and autocthon's sickness being 'biology' based is well... dumb. It's very simple and inelegant body-horror aesthetic, focused on cheap thrills and creating an easy vocabulary of squamous, ugly adjectives to apply to enemies for storytellers. Alchemicals 2e was written with a firm eye towards the combat game, as well as Holden and Hatewheel's white/black hat preferences. A lot of 2e Alchemicals was also written to be Creation-in-microcosm, with Apostates taking the place of 'Abyssals' and the setting being written towards symmetrical conflict of Exalt vs Exalt.

Basically, 2e voidtech cribs from the worst parts of the decently awful horror film VIRUS, and any of the other techno-bio-monster films.
 
If that's the case; then why is particular form of transgression as exemplified by Autochthon's robocancer of biomechinail fusion wrong?

Why is it that becoming a lawyer to help those who have been wronged good, but becoming a lawyer so you can let DeBeers get away with committing war crimes in Africa to make money off of blood diamonds is bad? After all, they're the same thing under this logic.

Autochthon's robocancer is bad because it's robocancer which happens to be transgressive, it's not bad because Autochthon hates transgression and innovation.

And like, this ignores that in actual canon, human-machine fusion is not considered wrong in Autochthonia or by Autochthon. His Champions are of themselves human-machine fusions. And one of the explicit points is that just because they're in synthetic cyborg bodies doesn't make them less human, unless they deliberately want to become so. And deciding to gain Clarity is never shown as 'wrong.'
 
Why is it that becoming a lawyer to help those who have been wronged good, but becoming a lawyer so you can let DeBeers get away with committing war crimes in Africa to make money off of blood diamonds is bad? After all, they're the same thing under this logic.

Autochthon's robocancer is bad because it's robocancer which happens to be transgressive, it's not bad because Autochthon hates transgression and innovation.

And like, this ignores that in actual canon, human-machine fusion is not considered wrong in Autochthonia or by Autochthon. His Champions are of themselves human-machine fusions. And one of the explicit points is that just because they're in synthetic cyborg bodies doesn't make them less human, unless they deliberately want to become so. And deciding to gain Clarity is never shown as 'wrong.'
I get that; I'm more pointing the aesthetic that is chosen for the robocancer in relation to what you pointed out as being trangressiveness in general.
 
Time to peek out of the woodwork and post.
Okay, finally back to Autochthonian fluff-pieces!
First off, let me just say how much I enjoy your work on fleshing out Autobot sans Creation-centered and other-splat-or-setting-centered thinking. I haven't remarked on your previous posts, but I love seeing them and unravelling the research you've done behind them. They speak of interesting and mostly unique societies that would be fun to explore in-game or just tossing around at a table.

I also want to mention my thankfulness on the lack of throwing the Exalted in for an easy problem solution, for many many reasons that likely would warrant a post of their own and I don't have the energy for that just yet.

On to the actual work at hand - You've done a great job exploring justice in a society that focuses on the importance of life in balance with the importance of productivity. Too many people interpret this as resulting in a horrific meatgrinder that tosses away any problem element no matter how slight, but with how life works (literally, metaphorically) in Autobot it just doesn't and can't add up to that. Life is too important. And your piece reflected that, as well as showing how they handle such issues without just tossing them into a box or murdering them. Maybe it's just me, but I would love to have heard of more ways to rehabilitate and help people return as a functioning member of society beyond relocation. But maybe that's for another post? Or best left to STs to think about...

As I said before, I'm also glad you didn't toss Alchemicals into the mix at this level. People policing people feels right (for the largest part at least) when it comes to matters of humans in Autobop, especially when matters can be so small and mundane that an Alchemical needn't be involved at every twist and turn of some idiot's trial. I don't think we need, for instance, the horrific child of Jin-Roh and Judge Dredd coming down on Suzy in the courtroom because she's been messing with quotas...or that same scary figure handling what are essentially 'HR' issues.

Trying not to ramble on too much, but I did want to bring up the 'judicial' masks - was this intended just to help the judges and whatnot remain anonymous, or are there any (perhaps unintentional in the eyes of the people of Autopop) parallels to the faceless attributes of the divine?
 
Presented as what I hopefully feel is well-supported opinion, the idea and aesthetic of voidtech and autocthon's sickness being 'biology' based is well... dumb. It's very simple and inelegant body-horror aesthetic, focused on cheap thrills and creating an easy vocabulary of squamous, ugly adjectives to apply to enemies for storytellers. Alchemicals 2e was written with a firm eye towards the combat game, as well as Holden and Hatewheel's white/black hat preferences. A lot of 2e Alchemicals was also written to be Creation-in-microcosm, with Apostates taking the place of 'Abyssals' and the setting being written towards symmetrical conflict of Exalt vs Exalt.

Basically, 2e voidtech cribs from the worst parts of the decently awful horror film VIRUS, and any of the other techno-bio-monster films.
What did the robocancer look like in 1e?
 
Simply because humans improve themselves doesn't make them a "poor compromise of shittier machines made with weaker and more easily-disposable organic parts." Autochthonia, fundamentally, has always been, ever since its oMage incarnation, about humanity's relationship with society and tools.
You're going on a bit of a tangential rant here to basically the entire thrust of that essay, which isn't even talking about the Canon of Autochthon (since none of my stuff really is, I've already wrote about how the book-canon kinda sucks and needs to be more distinctive at-length since my very first post on this forum). That said though, I will tell you what I meant by that comment, since you kinda touch on it off-and-on.

Its not about "humans do self-improvement" but the desire to create a convenient Niche for mankind within a creature which can literally create whatever it wills, whenever it chooses too. Autochthon as a setting requires a rock so conceptually-big only humanity can successfully lift it for him, and do so without the immediate demand of Alchemical oversight to justify it, or else the entire premise of "why humans and not literally anyother magical alternative" falls flat save as an excuse for Exalt Adventures in Magic Robot Land. There are only so many transhumanist narratives, and rather than pit-fight the Wyld, Malfeas, AND the First Age for relevance, it is easier to simply state that the Octet is an island of "Being A Regular-Ass Person Carries Value," possibly even only within its own borders and nowhere else.

When you strip out the purpose for people to be people, celebrated as people, and simply recount yet another variant of the "pit stop on the way to transhumanism" trope or the "prayer cattle" narrative of Creation, you create an isolated society which exists entirely to make Alchemicals to lift that conceptual rock instead, thus robbing Autochthonia of any texture or weight allowing it to stand apart from a First Age game or a Shogunate game, or hell, any one of the "shards" they wrote up in that one book which consisted entirely of having Autochthon be a spaceship and refluffing all the magic in a more technological fashion. Mortals there are just the same as mortals anywhere else, by and large simply scenery in a backdrop of neon lights and pew pew lasers.

Doubling down on that even, mortals need a reason to exist as humans as we understand them in Autochthonia, because all the other hallmarks for "how life works" don't exist there, since the baseline is already an entire world of machines. I've kinda done my part already to try and justify a place for them, and elaborate in what ways this is actually a distinctive direction to take, because scifi settings reiterate the same tropes of "robot god followers eventually into robots because something something embrace the emulation of the divine machine" time and time again. If your idea for characterizing the primary human presence there involves "so then they stopped being people, because obviously why Not" then it makes the entire argument of "transgression" a moot point because Incredible Robots are already normalized. Remaining human is the transgressive act here.

There is no genuinely transgressive factor to Embracing a majority-theme of the setting and becoming no different from it, because that entire definition of transgressive requires having it exist against a world like our own to compare the extremes. In which case, if that IS your goal, you've reduced Autochthonia down from being a unique world with its own nuances and absolutes, to being the worst of the Underworld as "the place you go when you want the aesthetics to change nonmeaningfully except what Exalts are fighting you more often."

Autochthonia explicitly comes from the transhuman paradise god-world of Iteration X in oMage, who were very explicitly about making better people.
Autochthonia shares a name with the Iteration X version at this point, as the only time the two had shared thematic-DNA was way back when the reference was current and Time of Tumult had just come out featuring him as a cheeky Mage reference, down to referring to him as "It" and a megastructure rather than a primordial with a personality and independent will. And at that time, the Autochthon of ToT shares not much with the total reworking of concept he and the Alchemicals got by the time the actual book was finalized in late-1e, not the least of which going from being literally an underground complex of high-technology fighting off horrible pre-human beasties and salvaging from the world above to keep the lights on (now a space primarily filled by the Jadeborn, thanks to Neph who worked on both concepts) and getting shunted into Elsewhere so that the distance between its advanced technology and the First Age could be non-reflective of eachother.

Post-reworking of the 1e book, Autochthon is its own animal now, so I don't cotton too much of that to be worthwhile to draw from beyond "it was a reference at the time."

Trying not to ramble on too much, but I did want to bring up the 'judicial' masks - was this intended just to help the judges and whatnot remain anonymous, or are there any (perhaps unintentional in the eyes of the people of Autopop) parallels to the faceless attributes of the divine?
Thank you for saying so! And yeah, that was a canon-detail I tried to work into things specifically for the "inhuman competence" angle, and having the added bonus of being an anonymizing factor.
 
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