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lostcarnival2016-11-27 06:13 pm
ringleaders) wrote in lostcarnival2016-11-27 06:13 pm
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⇨ THE MATRIX
Who: EVERYONE!
When: S1:D22 - S1:D??
Where: Visiting the Matrix.
What: The carnival arrives at its next location, as outlined here. This is a general mingling log for convenience purposes, but players are welcome to make as many other logs for this purpose as desired.
Warnings: Could be a lot of things.
When: S1:D22 - S1:D??
Where: Visiting the Matrix.
What: The carnival arrives at its next location, as outlined here. This is a general mingling log for convenience purposes, but players are welcome to make as many other logs for this purpose as desired.
Warnings: Could be a lot of things.
THE MATRIX↴ "What IS the Matrix? The Matrix is a system, Neo. That system is our enemy. But when you're inside, you look around, what do you see? Businessmen, teachers, lawyers, carpenters. The very minds of the people we are trying to save. But until we do, these people are still a part of that system and that makes them our enemy. You have to understand, most of these people are not ready to be unplugged. And many of them are so inured, so hopelessly dependent on the system, that they will fight to protect it."  ► INSIDE: On the inside, it all seems so normal. Beyond what you know of the reality you've stepped in, every bit of this place feels just as real as it did back in the carnival. If you were to forget where you'd just come from, would you know any different? The simulation of Chicago is identical to how it would have been in the early days of the new millenia, to anyone who comes from a similar Earth. Humans bustle around you, oblivious to the world outside of the Matrix that they were born into. One bright side to it all is that this hyper realism means the coffee tastes just as good as it does in real life. Anything you could do in real Chicago you can do here - and perhaps even more. ► WHITE ROOM: But before that, you were here. The White Room is a loading program, intended to port objects and people into the Matrix. You arrive as a reconstruction of your true physical form, but common sense suggests that for some of you, entering the mundane world looking like yourself isn't the best idea. It's in this empty world that you will be able to load in whatever physical objects you are, and change the way you present your own body to the system. Changes can be little, or big, but whatever you do, the body has to be able to function according to Earth's physical laws. Don't forget, if you die here, you die in the carnival too. ► DEJA VU: It doesn't matter what you're doing, but at some point you'll notice it - something around you has repeated itself, like a line on a skipping record. Maybe it's the same person bumping into you twice in a row, or the same cab driver yelling at you to get out of the way. It's like reality has rewound and repeated itself, and after the fact you have no proof of it happening beyond the memory of what you saw. You don't know what it means, but something about it is chilling. It may be a good time to find a buddy. ► THE ONE: It won't necessarily come naturally, but in a moment of need you may find yourself bending the world of the Matrix through sheer belief and force of need. How you bend it will always stay without the rules of the universe, at least for now, but when it comes to enhancing your own physical characteristics, just about anything is possible. It will not be easily reproducible, not now, but it could be your first view into the window of what's possible. |
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I..!
[What a mess this is. She childishly wishes time could just stop for them all, just for this moment, but instead it moves on-with restaurant patrons staring as Susan runs away, with others burning their gaze into her back and into Lauren's as well.
It's not her fault. She tries to tell herself that-she doesn't have a shadow to do it here, not in this place, so she tries, very desperately to do it, but all that she manages to do is find her eyes growing heavy and wet with tears. It's not her fault.
...But it feels like she's made a mess of it all all the same.] ...no.
...I should have just asked about it when I got the letter. ...I'm sorry.
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"What? This isn't your fault." He wants to comfort her, but he also wants to stop being in the middle of this fucking restaurant. He grabs her wrist, and then her hand, pulling them towards the door and outside. He walks further still, to the corner, until he feels like they aren't being stared at anymore.
"I'm... Sorry, that Susan roped you into this."
Of course, he hadn't really handled it the best way either.
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[Her wrist is grabbed, and rather than protest, Carly stumbles, tripping over her feet until they're far outside.] A-Ahh! Lauren, hold on-
[At the least they're not surrounded now. It's quieter, they have nothing but an alley...]
...I knew you couldn't have written it, really. ...it didn't seem right-that's why it's still my fault too! [she protests, shaking her head.] ...I should have talked to you, instead of seeing if it was 'true'. ...then none of this would have happened...
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"If it wasn't you it just would have been someone else, Carly this is not your fault!"
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If I had told you about the letter...then maybe instead we...
...maybe I... [She stumbles on her words, face red as she looks down.] ....i thought getting a coffee together would have been better, really...
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"I don't mind eating with you really. I just didn't want to be in that place any longer."
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Ah, it's just...normally when two people go out to a place like that, it's for a very romantic thing! Or it's a holiday, or someone's birthday...
A-Anyways, [she continues.] ...We've only really talked when things were intense like that... ...so, that was why I thought 'maybe coffee would be nice'...
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[He lived in the WOODS, Carly.]
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To be honest, he doesn't even really know what coffee is.
"I don't think they have it in Phlan."
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Real coffee too, [she insists] not computer coffee!
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"Um. Okay. Where do they have real coffee?"
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...We're in the computer matrix right now...
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Obviously he knew that. He was a very smart and capable person and no one should think otherwise. Ever.
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"I can't. I can't leave without Susan."
He could get hurt, or scared, or attacked, or any number of things.
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[Remember that radio conversation that happened...]
A-Anyway though, how are you going to find him now...
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And now he'd run off to do who knows what who knew where.
"He's the only family I have left."
Why wouldn't he worry about his own brother, even if that wasn't the case?
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"What do you mean?"
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If you two don't find a balance, it's not going to work out in the long run...
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"Of course he doesn't understand danger. He's only 12 and he can already cast spells it takes adults years to learn!"
It's not easy to make someone see they can get hurt when they're that powerful, especially not if they're still a child.
"He's just a kid, he doesn't understand that kind of stuff yet."
quietly laughing bc she's probably thinking of the twins oops
There are people his age and younger who learned...if you're not having luck making him realize that then...then you need to get someone to help with that, before it's too late..! [Probably not her though. She's not good at that.]
...I'm not saying he definitely should know already but...you definitely both have things you have to work on, it feels like.
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[He can't help shouting, he's so frustrated, and it's not like he hasn't thought these things before. He knows they have problems, he knows he needs to get through to Susan, but how the hell does anyone suppose he does that!? He's been trying to do that his entire life!]
He doesn't even remember them.
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