lostcarnival | ⇨ THE MATRIX

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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.

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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[ Yeah, at the mention of all the vehicles, Strange can't help but siiiiigh, frowning a bit. Cars suck. There's really no getting around it, Strange isn't too fond of the large metal death machines himself either. ]

I'm afraid I can't really do much about those machines, [ he responds, that frown turning into a wry little smile. ] I'm not exactly the sort of person who people would look to for advice.

[ Ya think? ]

Wishful thinking. [ What a nicer place Chicago would be if all the cars were just gone, right? But magic sure can't pull that one off. ] Though, no, I suppose you aren't.

[ He's not the one who said it, he's only agreeing with it and therefore cannot be blamed. ]

Especially in this case. They seem to have figured this place out better than either of us.

[ Strange sighs, huffing slightly as he frowns. Childermass has a point. A lot of people here seem to have gotten the hang of cars a lot faster than the rest of them have. And frankly? That's a little bit annoying. ]

I honestly wonder how many people the carnival brings who are closer to this time to begin with. That might explain the confusion.

[ Because hey, they're living proof of timeline weirdness themselves. ]

[ Not only the cars, but the Matrix itself, too. Where Strange was struggling with the fountain, he can only imagine it'd all be child's play for, well, the children. He can't find much fault with Strange's reasoning, however. ]

If I had to guess, quite a few, discounting the ones from entirely different worlds. [ There's no telling what the non-humans get up to in their own timelines. ] I think the closest I've met to our own time was from the early 1900s.

[ Nonhumans are the outliers and should not be counted. And yup, watch him still frown. ]

At least with realms of dreams we would all be on the same foot. [ and that foot would be confused. Though, he can't help but think.... ]

I do wonder if we showed up in a destination that was from the even further future, would it be even more odd than this one? Or will we reach a certain threshold of oddness that things stop seeming strange after a while?

[ Well, to that he can only shrug. ]

If we already find this far ahead odd, shouldn't even farther be more so? I'm not sure we can even know until it happens and I do suspect it will, at some point, happen.

[ Just wait for it, magicians in space. ]

[ whoooooo space magic. ]

Perhaps. However, there are days when you've reached your limit with regards to things like anger or stress, so why not confusion?

[ Strange was pretty sure he hit that limit like the first day he arrived here. ]

Confusion won't get anything done.

[ That's why, but, hey, this is Childermass. Who knows if he's ever had a day like that? ]

Better to let go of whatever it is you're after here, if it isn't working out this day. There's always tomorrow.

I managed to accomplish some of what I'm after.

[ Which was mostly, trying to figure out how to make the damn Matrix work. To continue to test that theory, Strange matrixes the water fountain on and off just to prove his point (and shut up, matrixes is totally a verb).

That wide grin plants itself back on his face because he turned the water fountain on! He could at least do something in this stupid world with it's stupid cars. ]

Needless to say, I'll feel a lot better once we're back at the carnival.

Is that all you were after?

[ Childermass doesn't seem at all impressed, which is probably expected. ]

How strange that we have to consider the carnival the real world, though. [ And want to go back to it on that basis. ] It's hardly any less unreal seeming than this one and yet this is the one that's all an illusion.

That's all this place will let me achieve, [ said with a scowl. Strange is obviously put out about that. ] It isn't like any of the books I've found were helpful to begin with.

[ Why no, Strange didn't spend a good chunk of the day A Children's Book of Magic Tricks, only to toss the book across the room in annoyance when he realized there's no actual magic in there, why would you think that? The fact that he can pull a quarter out of someone's ear now is entirely coincidental. Let's talk about the carnival instead. ]

Well it is Faerie. You expect the strange and unusual from a place like that.

[ That Strange has picked up a little sleight of hand from a children's book may actually have been able to get a whole lot of laughter out of this oh so serious fellow right here. That he didn't know any before a children's book, even more so. Though even mentioning books from here earns him a much more faintly amused quirk of an eyebrow. Like, seriously? ]

Of course they've no helpful books. These people don't believe in that sort of thing. [ Or if they do, they're unaware of how to actually do any of it, magic or Matrix... whatever that is. But fine. Let's talk about the carnival. ] And I do expect that from it. I only find it funny that it's already the stable place to go back to in comparison.

I suppose that's because we expect the strange and unusual there whereas we have absolutely no expectations with regards to this world, [ said as he idly gestured towards the zoo.

Because really, with all this talk of programs and virtual whatever, Strange didn't even know where to start piecing that out once they arrived. Reconciling what he knew with what he was experiencing for the first time was starting to get a little obnoxious. ]

When something odd happens in Faerie, you shrug it off because ah, it's Faerie, that's to be expected.

[ He's going to quietly consider that for a minute or so, leaning back on the bench they've taken over and propping an elbow up on the back. Normally, this is also a point where he'd fill the silence by fiddling with his pipe, but the zoo may as well be plastered with no smoking signs.

One can easily imagine how much he likes those.

So, no pipe. For now. He's like to flout the rule later, but until then, he'll just continue on with the conversation. ]

Expecting the unexpected doesn't seem like a very sound basis for stability to me.

[ Even if that could describe pretty much everything and anything regarding magic back in England right now. Still not very stable, by the way. ]

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[ Pfft. Stability. Strange gives Childermass a Look as he rolls his eyes. It obviously isn't a basis for stability, but when has he ever looked for the stable? Willingly driving yourself mad is a sign that someone doesn't care about things like stability to begin with. ]

On the contrary, it sounds entirely stable. Stability in instability. After all, when you expect the unexpected, you know what to expect.

[ Right, he's arguing this with a madman. It's not as if he'd forgotten, but it's too roundabout to try and pick topics that won't get downright bizarre. Like this one. ]

We may have to agree to disagree on this point. [ Fine, he can call that stability if he wants. Childermass won't dwell on it. ] Is the fountain trick really all you've managed?

[ Topic change, as he gestures back towards the fountain Strange had been messing around with before. ]

Of course not, [ Strange remarks, with a scoff. Ha ha, he's totally got a handle on things and isn't just flying by the seat of his pants and having so much trouble in the Matrix. Why would you say that, he didn't get distracted by a children's book all day, he's totally wrapped his mind around this. ]

I can also pull a quarter from someone's ear.

[ They are not useful tricks. ]

[ A quarter from-- God, it takes all the control he can muster not to laugh outright at the poor man. ]

Ah. [ Now what Childermass would really like to know is how he found the coin trick out, assuming he hadn't known it before. That doesn't even need magic, Strange! ] From someone's ear? How interesting.

[ He knows it's nothing important. After all, in the grand scheme of things, what's pulling a quarter from someone's ear in comparison to raising Neapolitan soldiers or making a tincture of madness? Still, it's something he can do. Sighing, Strange relents. And then, in a slight of hand that's practiced well but exceedingly obvious to someone like Childermass, Strange pulls a quarter from his ear. ]

Like so.

[ And there he goes, he actually did it. If only Norrell were here, the pointless argument over sleight of hand versus actual magic would have been hilarious. Still, he continues to not laugh at Strange. ]

Not bad. [ For a beginner. ] Though you don't sound very enthusiastic about it.

Well it's just a quarter. After having explored and mastered various types of magic back home, having to start with something so small feels...

[ Not worth it. Aggravating. Like Strange must be doing something wrong, why isn't this coming to him as easily as it did to others? He frowns for a moment before settling on ] ...feels so disappointing.

You could always move on to making cards appear and disappear, if you've already got the coin down.

[ Okay, now he is being a tiny bit mocking. Just a little. ]

[ Yeeeeeeah, he spots that mocking. Strange just gives Childermass a GLARE as he resumes sulking. ]

I'll have the hang of this place eventually.

[ A glare met with total neutrality, as usual. ]

Perhaps, but once the carnival wraps up, you won't even be able to get back here. I'm not sure you should dwell on it for so long.

How can I not dwell on it? The rules of this place, the way one can reshape the world within the Matrix...it absolutely makes no sense!

[ His voice rises as he talks, annoyance all too apparent in Strange's tone. When confronted with the unfamiliar, Strange's response is to try and understand it (or poke it with a metaphorical stick). The fact that this is seemingly beyond understanding (because what are computers, we just don't know) is really pissing him off. ]

Even if we can't come back later, that's all the more reason to try and understand it now!

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