Shimmer, Glimmer, & Gleam - A Quest of Loss & Gain

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[x] Wherever those spiders are going
[x] The old people

No worries about the delay; you're doing this for your fun, same as we are for ours. At your own pace is the best pace. Hope the job hunt turns around for you!
 
Aech Kyuu
"So, how're the civvies doing?"

"Bitch, we are the civvies." Esteemed readers, please permit me to introduce Nathan. Currently he's in a very small room that looks sort of like a security office. It has room for two chairs, the other of which is occupied by his sister (Carrie), a thin sorta counter with inbuilt keyboards with just enough extra room for the food they're not supposed to have in here, and your standard-issue bank of ominous computer monitors. Or. Well. They would be ominous if they were actually running a security feed, right now they're mostly running projections.

Anyway, back to the conversation.

"You know what I meant," Carrie shoots back, rolling her eyes. "I don't wanna say 'hey how's the unrelated innocent people' 'cause I'm sure fuckin' innocent people, you got a better term for our rescues?"

"How about 'rescues'?"

"I feel like we both watched a thing about how reducing people to someone you save reduces 'em, you might recall, it kinda defined the teen psychodrama genre?" Carrie turns her attention to the monitors and frowns. "...I do not like this squawking about the birds. And I do not like that Isoldt is just letting fucking Clara run 'em unsupervised. If we lose weather prediction our models are fucked."

"Our models are already fucked, sis, Doctor Young didn't include the damn weather in his plans and I don't know how he could have. City lost a lot of the grid when that storm hit, which means moving up the timetable on buried cables, which means moving up the timetable on the settlement, which means we need the place clear of bandits and monsters, and unless you've got an army hidden up your ass we don't have the men to conquer our own city whenever we want." Nathan frowns, and he sticks his pencil in his mouth to chew on. It's comforting. "I ain't about to be the one to go to Isoldt with complaints and no actionable ideas. You in a hurry to get yelled at in three different languages?"

"I am not." Carrie taps the little counter with its little inbuilt keyboards, eyes sliding over one monitor. "...I really wish we could just go all-in on solar. But even if we could keep electronics manufacturing up and running, which, no, not on your life, the storm just hit too damn hard. Every panel in the city is busted to shit, not that there were many. It'd be so fuckin' convenient though, keep the grid atomized, not have to worry about balancing it or running cables...bah. No. No pie-in-the-sky, what do we got?"

"Skilled labor, mostly."

"Okay but what do we do with it? I don't wanna diss the giant hole in the ground that kept us from refracting here but if I spend another month in this hole the revolution? Will be led by me."

Nathan sighs. "Why'd we have to end up with the Young that only knows how to slay and lay? Doctor Young woulda had this on lock."

"The fuck he would have, man was always the first guy to be like 'I'm not a historian, please stop asking me why royalty declined'." Carrie drums her fingers, her frown deepening. "I mean shit he said it again when he hired us, remember? The big contingency plan needed people competent to keep people alive through the transition period. So. Skilled labor. Everyone who was able and willing to get into HQ during the preliminary impacts...the thing is if you just throw a pile of nerds at a problem all they produce is arguments. Source: I'm a nerd."

"I can't even take that low-hanging fruit without killing myself to have it." Nathan snaps his fingers. "Get Isoldt on the horn, I had an idea and we're gonna need her radios for it. If all we've got is nerds, let's reach out and touch some people, give the expertise away. If the other brewing cultures have access to better tech and better information that's more survivors, right?"

"It's also more competent bandits," Carrie muses.

"I'll ask if her dad raised a pussy little bitch, that always gets her on board."
 
Now, while I have y'all here, I'ma bring a thing up on the off chance that dreams come true. I've got some folks interested who, to be frank, need an audio format. It's an access issue for 'em. I like to flatter myself by thinking I'm decent at reading aloud but the troubles on my end are twofold; I have no way to record it myself, and also I do not have most of these voices in me. Orchid alone, like, my vocal range does not go that high even if I can do the rasp from the throat injury, that's just a non-starter.

So.

This is my official blessing for audio adaptations. I have no expectations, I have no demands. The work is, as has been recently and repeatedly pointed out, fucking titanic. But if anyone or any multiples of people think they're up for it, hell, even just like, an arc per person if there's enough? You'd be indispensible to those potential readers, including potential fellow voters.

Thank ya for your consideration on this matter, I'ma pass the fucque out.
 
Honestly, that sounds delightful! I love reading aloud: it's one of the best parts of my job, and I even took a course in library school just to make sure I'd be good at it. My audio editing skills are nil, so the recordings might be kind of rough, but I have considerable enthusiasm and a love for sharing stories.
 
[x] The old people
[x] The kids

These two groups will go a long way towards revealing the nature of the community and the potential for care, support, and integration. Also, the kids are masters of hiding spots and private meeting places. Tailing them to some will reveal what ones are in use and may be available for Jackie's folks to use if that becomes relevant.
 
So! Good news and bad news and they're the same news: I start a new job today. There'll be a delay while I adjust, but it's a load off of my mind. I'll be (finally) attempting to update the Butcher's Bill during the adjustment period.

Thank y'all for your patience.
 
Extremely Unofficial Character List (arachnophobe) New
so this is the result of stress re-reading, insomnia, and a whim. i've made a list of every character named in the story! and a couple only mentioned. its filled with my own uncertainties and little details that might be relevant later. it's also in order of appearance, because organizing things is for chumps. this is also why it is extremely informal and casually written. XD. i thought maybe someone else would think "shit is that a guy we know" and not want to read back a hundred thousand words just to check. enjoy! i'll probably casually update it as things go on too.

Orchid - us.
Karl - name on phone. threshold works with Captain Isoldt Young.
Nattie Sorrow - name on phone. threshold. project throwback. lost a leg during the university siege. caring officer. works for Captain Isoldt Young, desperate for her dick. went Inside with it and Marie, as Orchid's cellmate. throws *infinity* shadow knives. Orchid and her explored each other's bodies Inside.
Jessica - name on phone, lots of porn
Mrs. Monroe - name on phone. threshold? friend of Captain Isoldt Young?
Hoch - name on phone. threshold. works for Captain Isoldt Young. lost to the Suburbs
Nicole Bartman - Orchid's first kill (unintentional). janitor.
Doctor Young? - provided data splinter of context, told us how to survive impact. Captain Isoldt Young's father?
Jill Hatter - our first rescue. glass prosthetics. tall, redhead, trans. Orchid really likes her approval. southern accent. good at comforting Orchid. has the coolest prosthetic applying power ever. working against herself in the fucking Orchid polls, but figured it out in the end.
Clara - station 104. mermaid. sharp. one of the seven furries who runs the internet. her dad killed cellular.
Jalex - station 104. glass eyebrows. glass fish whisperer?
Millie - station 104.
Rupert - station 104. medical doctor. sea spider refraction.
Doctor Brianna Heller- station 104. oneirophysicist. in a coma, able to project into animals, and even affect and help former people regain their peopleness. body converted into a series of oneiromantic instruments.
Barkley - Orchid's wolf plush. very important. one of the kids gave him a tiny toy gun. the Wolf, Inside, gave Orchid advice.. sorta.
Jack - brother to Sasha and Marie. forklift certified. good boy. shy. gets in his own way. took care of Orchid during the storm. fumbled Clara.
Sasha - sister to Jack and Marie. punk girl, green hair. trained with a gun. gave outfit advice to Orchid. sent to take on the Amusement Park. sponsoring Velma Thorne.
Marie - sister to Jack and Sasha. gamer teen. leads the children. the kid, on the Inside. became the child of Wasp during the breakout. autistic
The Everlasting Lady (Stella) - not a god. a friend for everyone. takes the souls of the dead? exists in the dreaming sea. gave Orchid wings.
Charles Stillman - former employee of vivi's yarn barn. twink. glass eyes and leg.
Andrea Stillman - grandma, cool, glass arm and eyes. helped design the clothes for wings. horny af for orchid. fucked orchid first, and fucked it *good.*
Bob - married into the sea's children tribe, wife Morning Call passed years before impact.
Red Feather - member of the sea's children.
Flint - member of the sea's children.
Chief Long Road - chief of the sea's children?
Shortcut - Bob's sister-in-law. fused to her motorcyle. angling to marry Bob.
Mikayla - former employee of bayview
Jacqueline - soldier alongside Isoldt Young
Doctor Wheelwright - grandma, medical doctor. took care of Orchid post glorious violence incident #1.
Captain ??? Isoldt Young - 'chooser of the living' kind of a dick. sleeps around a lot, only tangentially related to being kind of a dick. can pull people out of the glass cocoons. Orchid is her reflection. missing an arm and an eye.
Hannah - worked in 'containment,' for threshold. now works under Captain Isoldt Young. Captain wants to fuck her. Very much Isoldt's type.
Doctor Moorbride - works with Captain Isoldt Young. developed teleporters, now is a living teleporter.
Brian Killbride - guildmaster. uncomfortably working with threshold.
Francesca - threshold gal, has the charts and shit for threshold's gameplan.
Chef Nettleson - big guy, trans, leads the kitchens.
Doctor Hillborough - young surgeon, went with university rescue squad. knows how to make improvised explosives.
Diamond - leader of the spiders, blond, likes Orchid. sponsoring Thomas Bright. kissed Orchid very nicely.
Brian Hemp - project throwback. present at university rescue. Nattie's second in command. sent to take on the Amusement Park.
Fursuit Guy - fused with his fursuit. wolf. firefighter.
Rachael Underhill - one of Nattie's boys.
16090 - inmate. attacked Orchid Inside.
Mister Jessup - elder
Jimmy - member of the honor guard, formerly asset protection.
Professor "Chewing" Nails - old ass science lady, used to teach Isoldt's dad.
The Warden - warden of the prison, asshole.
The Chaplain - chaplain of the prison, lashed to the altar and used to sustain oneiromancy in a medically induced coma.
Wasp - a god. chaos, whose one and only law is that the wasp lays its eggs within the living. the world is, as it is, beautiful and horrifying. the one god you can call to when every other one fails you.
Doctor Gerald Clear - oneirophysicist, disliked by Isoldt's father. total prick. completely garbage.
Cathar Dottie Heck - leader of the Cathars, a separate group from the state sanctioned church.
Greggie - one of the kids, 7.
Josie - one of the kids.
Missy Misty - one of the kids, 10 1/2
Garnet - one of the spiders, very nice, plays old games. was there for Marie, after the breakout, and the Wasp.
Horace - dating Garnet. (lucky fucker.)
Ethel - one of the spiders. lets Doctor Heller share her perceptions.
Micky the Grin - mob boss, friend of Isoldt's father, tried to warn them about the suburbs.
Klion - the motherfucking dragon. a formerly fictional character.
Amethyst - one of the spiders.
Topaz - one of the spiders.
Shondra - one of the spiders.
Glitter - one of the spiders. not handling it well.
Jasper - one of the spiders.
Hannah Carpenter - on the List. did something so horrible to her cellmate he killed himself.
Kellan Voss - on the List. committed horrible murders. even the Guards couldn't stomach it.
Kayleigh Wright - on the List. cannibal. did it to make everyone afraid of her. it only almost worked. sponsored by Orchid.
Yasmine Lore - on the List. starved and poisoned her cellmate to make the other woman reliant on her. sent to Captain Isoldt's care.
Jasper Sorrow (no known relation) - on the List. rapist.
Freddie "the Vole" Woods - on the List. amputated prisoners to use their bones as shovels.
Hank Baker - on the List. snitch, liar, cheat, sold out his lover to avoid parole. oathbreaker.
Lisa Blessings - on the List. poisoned 40 inmates in a failed attempt to kill one.
Gregory Prior - on the List. killed his daughter Inside.
Bianca Harding - on the List. helped with the Parole process.
Rick Treble - on the List. killed an inmate after the man had surrendered.
Hamish Vance - on the List. stole 40 pounds of painkillers three years before the riot. sponsored by Sunset.
Ashley Wells - on the List. tricked survivors into dangerous areas using her phone privileges for kicks.
Kelly Driver - on the List. part of the parole process. oneiromancer.
Otto Morris - on the List. worked with kelly.
Velma Thorne - on the List. kidnapper. one victim dead. sponsored by Sasha.
Thomas Bright - on the List. fascist. survived getting what was coming to him by being in solitary. sponsored by Diamond.
Sylvia North - on the List. talked five inmates into suicide, kept trophies.
Bettie Hall - criminal law professor.
Amelia Thornhill - wheelchair bound inmate. Yasmine's cellmate, and victim. curses constantly. can barely talk. spoke out against Yasmin staying. taken up organizing all the small useful things that get brought in for scavenging.
Lucky - inmate, joyriding. spoke against the lives of the List.
Joshua - Hannah Carpenter's victim.
Sunset Graine - inmate. spoke for the lives of the prisoners, on the idea of what they do matters, not what they might do. sponsoring Hamish.
Jan "Firebug" Pyre - inmate. called the discussion of what to do with the list bullshit.
Threes - cellmate of one of the Vole's victims. decked Jan.
Kells - divinity studies student.
Jackie the Kitten Whisperer - the kitten whisperer. homeless. missing her father. sent to meet with the community.
Uncle Heavy - Homeless. potentially a leader.
Jesse - Homeless.
Herbert - Homeless. encountered by Orchid on the way to the shore.
Hattie - homeless, took care of Jackie after her dad went to prison.
Jamie - community guard
Morroday - pixie. tangled with the fascists. questioning them.
Sunshower - pixie. smoking. tangled with the fascists. questioning them.
Honeyblossom - pixie. tangled with the fascists. *not* questioning them.
Gigglegrin - pixie. tangled with the fascists.
Ashe - university student. road crews, hands of glass. good with sewing. can work fake leather into real leather.
Jenny - friend of Amelia Thornhill. pushes the wheelchair. Amelia fought someone bigger and scarier for them, inside. Jenny saved her life on the way out.
Jacob - university jock. helped Amelia out. has stupid hair and useful panic attack advice.
Popsicle - Kayleigh's penguin plush.
Hodges - one of the seven furries who run the internet. trying to bring the satellites down on the capital to take out the Empress.
The Empress - you get the idea.
Mrs. Holbrook (M?? Holbrook) - kinda transphobic, learning a lesson from Merciful Mara... the hard genderswap way.
Merciful Mara - god of the empire. didn't mean for it to go this way.
Clever Jossil - god of the everyman? domain unclear.
Hanna - formerly the god of the law that hunts. didn't meant for it to go this way either. dying.
James Holbrook - husband of M??. Holbrook.
Jenkins - threshold. member of Isoldt's team.
Nathan - threshold. Carrie's brother. computer monitor team.
Carrie - threshold. Nathan's sister. computer monitor team.
 
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My GOD party people, it has been a time. New job is becoming familiar again, and The Butcher's Bill Has Been Updated. It's time to get shit moving again.

Call at midnight EST.
 
Holy shit the quest's alive. You love to see it.

 
Called. Don't let me forget that I also need to fix the priorities voting.
Scheduled vote count started by Morrowlark on Mar 1, 2025 at 8:31 PM, finished with 29 posts and 19 votes.
 
Where The Heart Is 20: Elders New
You are Jackie, who does not yet know that she's thought of as "the Kitten Whisperer" but is probably gonna find out soon. Today's gonna be busy-busy-busy, lots to do, especially if you're gonna shadow those spiders later. Uncle Heavy had been interested in them for some reason, talkin' like their struggle is your struggle, so, y'know, you can take a field trip. If he wants to bitch and moan about it, he can damn well come here and bitch and moan about it to your face.

However, this morning belongs instead to the elders here. It's like, fucking wild that this place has elders? You haven't spotted another community that does, not really - the damn fascists keep them in cages and pump them for their knowledge, but a lot of old people, they uh, fuckin' died, and a lot of communities near here did not do a good job keeping them alive. The doctors here gotta be part of it, sure, but...

Well, here's the but, which you're observing. Here in the predawn light the elders are leading a prayer circle, and the younger folks are like, in attendance? Listening to them? That's the but - but these elders are an actual like, power bloc in this community, but people listen to them and heed them, but they're not being treated with disdain. That's weird. You lurk, half-hidden, cloaked in the power of Homelessness, and you idly hope to the presumable ghost of Ms. Teatree and her Social Studies class that you're using 'power bloc' correctly here.

The trouble is you don't actually know the words of the prayer being led. The grandpa-ass dude making the calls others respond to is leading the rite in Maran, the language of the old Empire, all formal and stilted, and your teenage Cathar ass had vernacular mass, thank you very much. You catch the names of Clever Jossil and the Everlasting Lady, and you're pretty sure Vespae is an old name for the Wasp, which is wild to hear included if you're right, but uh, the fuck? You idly rub the kittens inside your coat for warmth and ponder your approach here...

Follow 1
[ ] The old preacher
[ ] An' old professor-type who reminds you of Dad
[ ] A coven of grandmas holding hands while they pray

AND

Lose 1
[ ] Your concealment
[ ] The chance to follow the spiders 'on time'
 
Short to start but it's good to get this goin' again. When I call and tally this vote, I will immediately re-open the priorities vote and do that shit properly. You have been warned, party people.

Now to go pester folks on Discord...
 
No need to pester, boss. I'm here, I'm here. How's the new job?

[x] A coven of grandmas holding hands while they pray
[x] Your concealment
 
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