Cornuthaum
Be kind to each other.
- Location
- Austria
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X] Swordsmachine
[X] Warweave
[X] Petriform Gas
I am part of big sword energy
[X] Warweave
[X] Petriform Gas
I am part of big sword energy
If you really, truly want to min-max, consider that we know that Harmony is going to survive everything she's remembering. What really needs dealt with is the actual present, where she's currently trapped in her own head and has had her memories wiped. For that, she needs allies who'll rescue her, enough ability to escape on her own, or ideally a combination of the two. I'm not sure any of the augments she chooses here (and their stat boosts) will still be with her in the present, but whatever events she goes though and lessons she learns will affect her current situation.In terms of the usefulness of different stats, INFOWAR 6 is nice, but again, if we do not have the benefits of a camouflaged sniper's nest, it cannot actually reliably prevent us from being punched in the face in a world where we are 100% going to get punched in the face from time to time. Whatever the benefits of a "highly social build", this is probably not our highest priority when we are shortly going to be having machine guns shot at us.
If you really, truly want to min-max, consider that we know that Harmony is going to survive everything she's remembering. What really needs dealt with is the actual present, where she's currently trapped in her own head and has had her memories wiped. For that, she needs allies who'll rescue her, enough ability to escape on her own, or ideally a combination of the two. I'm not sure any of the augments she chooses here (and their stat boosts) will still be with her in the present, but whatever events she goes though and lessons she learns will affect her current situation.
Done, though none of the options we voted for are close.@The Froggy Ninja @Professor Vesca
My friends, you mind switching to line voting for the sake of the tally? I think it is still capturing your votes but it is confusing the tally a bit.
The vote is very close and I don't want any votes to be lost.
Good point, good point, that is a bit odd; let me just go and check on the... ah, there we go! Juuuuust took a hot minute for the existential terror to finish setting in again!NOOSPHERE [AUTOFAIL]: A search of my repository brings up no results for the word 'petriform'. Did you mean petrified, a synonym for fear? Are you afraid?
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NOOSPHERE [AUTOFAIL]: Why not?
(It's not hard to merge all the votes, but it is a bit fiddly and a little silly.)
Request completed.@The Froggy Ninja @Professor Vesca
My friends, you mind switching to line voting for the sake of the tally? I think it is still capturing your votes but it is confusing the tally a bit.
The vote is very close and I don't want any votes to be lost.
this has probably already been stated, but based on what we know about petriforms now, we may have a pretty good answer for why the Council of Normalities doesnt want to acknowledge what a petriform is- its terrifying and traumaticThis is already an explicit task, but I'm guessing there's some kind of block tied to the 'petriforms' and associated maps, but it didn't work completely. The maps are around, even if our thoughtforms won't acknowledge it.
Task Updated: Find out your Name
[NEW] Finding #7: Carved into the tree of Sympathy's lost love, the initials of your name. BDH. You share this, with her.
[NEW] Finding #8: The copse-name Sympathy chose for you was the only name she could trust to love. Harmony.
[NEW] Finding #9: But why would you ever forget this? How could you ever forget her?
Task Updated: What's Wrong with the Maps?
Finding #4: Whenever you ask questions about the first and third map's differences to your thoughtforms, they become cagey or start malfunctioning. They insist the third map is current and fine, and refuse to comment on the first map. Why? And which map is correct to the present?
[NEW] Finding #5: The hidden augment has revealed all. The map of the nursery is the shape of your childhood. The first map you received is the shape of your despair.
Task Updated: Escape Mental Samsara
Finding #8: And why does the voice of your Abyssal Nail referring to the coming of a "Red Sun", in the near-future of your memories? A Red Sun means carnage, chaos, and evil. What exactly is about to happen?
[NEW] Finding #9: It's war. War is about to happen. The war at the end of your world. The war that will end your world. And it's a war that you're going to have to fight, all over again.
RELIQUARY: Twelve are the historic gnostic icons, each marking a month of the planetary calendar, each associated with a monadic attribute. The minds of Monadic monks are trained and repatterned to adhere their thoughtpaths to the twelve attributes. A monk's mission-name, each prefixed with the archaic "Miss" and "Mx" and "Mister", are their individual honor, their nomenclatural signature.
RELIQUARY [AUTOFAIL]: But it is only natural for us to be able to name them so easily, and name each icon's association and origin.
RELIQUARY [AUTOFAIL]: Only a normal recollection, by our normal mistress.
NOOSPHERE [Trivial - Success]: Knowledge - Icon Dakar, of the Skywatch.
SACRED GEOMETRY [Trivial - Success]: Creation - Icon Ukles, of the Emmonites.
COGITATION [Trivial - Success]: Logic - Icon Morow, of Cybaris.
INCANDESCENCE [Trivial - Success]: Justice - Icon Dikasyne, of Koinon.
INTERLACE [Trivial - Success]: Peace - Icon Mohina, of Tetras.
RELIQUARY [Trivial - Success]: Memorial - Icon Aberqasem, of Titanagalbat.
BIOMECHANICS [Trivial - Success]: Life - Icon Remari, of the Progeny.
INFOWAR [Trivial - Success]: Freedom - without an icon, since Winterine's death, and the fall of Carnosa.
RHYTHMS [Trivial - Success]: Music - Icon Luricanti, of the Chrome Kings.
LIVING WEAPON [Trivial - Success]: Victory - Icon Bellamona, of Origen.
MOTION BLUR [Trivial - Success]: Movement - Icon Marathar, of Mozel.
GLAMOUR [Trivial - Success]: And style - Icon Moriani, of Origen.
The investigation ends on the third day. Lovergirl reveals the target - they were looking for a codex of esoterica, from the Still Coast, a restricted text written by an oblivion witch, a twisted null-field user that inflicts true death on souls or seals them inside lightless crystals for some sinister design. Such witches are a plague upon the reputation of hylics everywhere. It had apparently been taken without authorization from Origen's archive, and they had tracked its smuggling to this copse.
"Did you find it?" You ask. Who could possibly want such a book? The only thing you know of it is that it is universally reviled in gnosis, for its idolatrous belief in a spiral-shaped pure land, and its attempts to divine hidden meanings in the Dirge of the Eater, the final melody of the Deceiver.
[...]
"In superior hands," Lovergirl says, with unnerving lust on her features, and you grasp, about Superior Sympathy, of all people. Ew. "What a woman."
But wait - what is she doing with a copy of Fifth Sun?
How they were sainted in Malachite as Immaculates, and welcomed to the Conclave. How they turned the tide of war, and became the Progeny's heroes. And how little Sympathy felt, as she killed. As she impaled generals on a lance, and let the blood run down. As she incinerated hundreds, and heard their screams echo in their bones. As she absorbed every single agony and trauma from her soldiers, and let each lash of their loving whips flay her from the inside out.
[...]
How the caress of Harmony's hand on her cheek felt like the splash of a fresh spring. How an abyssal soul filled her own hollow soul with light. How she showed her an entire world outside the Progeny. How Sympathy always quietly helped Melancholy with her smuggling of music and magazines, concealed it from the other selves, because it had reminded her so much of Harmony, and Melancholy deserved the same chance to glimpse a wider horizon. How it was the only time she did not have to feel for anyone else, to be anyone's martyr. For once, it was she who was allowed to feel, who was cared for, in her lover's arms.
[...]
All Sympathy knew to do was to incinerate. She was not designed to spare lives. She could only take them, and take them brutally. She was an oxygen witch, and to take and ignite breath was what she had been made for. But she still tried - oh, she still tried, so hard, to keep Harmony alive.
[...]
"But she's gone," Sympathy says, resisting tears. "It's not the same. Her soul is gone, to a place I cannot reach. A place no living thing can reach. And I've tried to reach it. Believe me, I've tried."
"She's gone forever, and I'm still here."
[...]
"I named you for her because I thought…it was the only love I knew. But you're not her. You're something entirely new. And I was so trapped in that past, so passive, so afraid of confronting the conclave after everything - that I let them hurt you. I thought I was stubborn, or valiant in defying them in my own copse - but they were just punishing me by punishing you. Whenever I absorbed the copse's sins as a living martyr, I also absorbed their hatred of you. I felt everything they did and wanted to do to you. The scale of it horrified me. And yet I still let it happen. I was a coward, and I let it happen. I knew if I fought back I would lose control, and destroy everything. It's what I was made for.
"I - I had a fantasy, to be a mo- to be a Superior, to be...normal. Not a tool. Not an instrument. Just a plain Superior, caring for my copse. But the Conclave never forgave me, and never let this 'privilege' they granted be anything but a veiled cruelty. First with Diligent Elegy, who had to be taken away from me to the disciplinary copse, who I cannot even visit, cannot even write to, and then - "
She exhales. "And then with you. I've wasted another opportunity, Harmony. I've wasted another life, that was not mine to waste. It's my fault. It's all my fault."
[...]
It helps you. It helps her. It helps you both.
"Please don't die," she begs, weeping for the wasted years. This is the one place she's allowed to weep. The tears of her soul leak from the crack made by the first Harmony, all those years ago.
It's grown larger. Her tears eroded the sarcophagus. She is more alive than she has ever been.
Thanks to you. Because of you. And she can't help it. You can't help it.
From your very burning in the gene-kiln, you were promised love. Now that you have found it, how could you have ever dared to think you could let it go?
[...]
EVENT HORIZON [Impossible - Success]: Nothing. And for you, she will find it. For you, she will secure eternity.
SACRED GEOMETRY: Treasure these precious shapes. They will never look this good again.
[???]: +I tried so hard, to make you forget. But it won't work, anymore. I cannot hold it back, anymore. This is what we've lost. This is the paradise we knew. The shape of your childhood. It will not survive. You will not survive.+
More Autofails, which may indicate that our Attributes are a result of monadic thought-shaping. Or, perhaps, that whatever we are was the inspiration for them.RELIQUARY: Twelve are the historic gnostic icons, each marking a month of the planetary calendar, each associated with a monadic attribute. The minds of Monadic monks are trained and repatterned to adhere their thoughtpaths to the twelve attributes. A monk's mission-name, each prefixed with the archaic "Miss" and "Mx" and "Mister", are their individual honor, their nomenclatural signature.
RELIQUARY [AUTOFAIL]: But it is only natural for us to be able to name them so easily, and name each icon's association and origin.
RELIQUARY [AUTOFAIL]: Only a normal recollection, by our normal mistress.
In hindsight, this is honestly incredibly ominous. The virtue of freedom was murdered and wiped from the records.INFOWAR [Trivial - Success]: Freedom - without an icon, since Winterine's death, and the fall of Carnosa.
"spiral-shaped pure land" may imply the galaxy to me. It's unclear how much Illuminata knows and remembers about the state of the universe beyond their shield."Did you find it?" You ask. Who could possibly want such a book? The only thing you know of it is that it is universally reviled in gnosis, for its idolatrous belief in a spiral-shaped pure land, and its attempts to divine hidden meanings in the Dirge of the Eater, the final melody of the Deceiver.
cetash if you give me free xp for me to spend I may churn out more bangers
A number as important as that should be added to the character sheet so that we don't forget.You have 1 XP. I will not inform you of any way or purpose to spend it on. It appears you have also forgotten what XP is for.
A number as important as that should be added to the character sheet so that we don't forget.