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Calafalas Caravan.

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Tadeusz
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Sat 22 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

OOC: This is a placeholder for the new thread of Avahur's new character, Calafalas, run by Tadeusz.  :)
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Tadeusz
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Fri 14 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

You're called by your friend Jim to come problem solve on his new computer.  When you get there, the front door is open, but he doesn't answer so you go in to the smell of ozone tang.  On the right wall, above the TV, his zwiehander is not resting in its accustomed cross bars, but is gone.

On the table, an opened computer is spread out.  Looking at it with interest you spot a bit of yellow liquid on the motherboard.

"Jim," You yell thinking he's in the bathroom. "I found your problem."  Someone had gotten some liquid on the chip, very careless.

And then an electric arc leaps out from the motherboard toward you...

=======================

Waking, you feel fine, but chill, and your back is on a hard surface unlike Tom's carpet.  A smell of grease is in the air, and a deep, pervading silence hangs about you.
Cala
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Fri 14 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

Ouch. What is that smell?

I open my eyes.

Guess I'm not in Kansas anymore? Zap and now I'm here.  Did I reincarnate? Or transmigrate, perhaps? Am I now the main character of a web novel? I wonder if I have plot armor. Maybe both?

I get up and raise an eyebrow as I look around to see what my new environment is.

I sigh. I hate the cold.

I also pat myself down, making sure I've got everything.

Wallet, keys, cell phone, glasses, and... gum? Am I still wearing the same clothing?


OoC: As I don't believe I have mentioned what I am wearing, I shall put it here. My default attire when not at work at this time of year is khaki cargo pants, a beige long-sleeve t-shirt, a sky-blue sweatshirt (pullover, fleece), a teal jacket (fleece on the inside), with gloves in the pockets (with that material on it so you can still use a smartphone with gloves on). Black socks and black shoes with white bottoms (white nike icon on the sides). As I am perpetually cold. Anything below 80 degrees fahrenheit is generally too cold. 75+ is acceptable with my current outfit. Above 85 some layers might be removed, but to give you a better understanding.
Tadeusz
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Fri 14 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

You're on the verge of shivering.  Its about sixty Fahrenheit.

You're laying on a black floor in an aisle between metal boxes on rails, with more boxes behind them.  Rails inset into the floor run the length of the aisle as well.

The grease smell comes from the shiny rails.

The boxes are locked with prominent locks.

You have your clothes and stuff.

Glancing further at the boxes brings your attention to the nuclear radiation symbol, and the contents of the boxes line..."U235".  The one next to it says "Plutonium."
Cala
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Fri 14 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

Oh. Crap. Is this the point where I get super powers and officially ascend to MC status? Or maybe become an acolyte? Bah, time to leave.  Wait. Language. It's in English? Huzzah, no trouble communicating with the locals.

"Hello?" I whisper. Good, I can speak still.

I walk around, trying to find people, an exit, or what passes for an administrator's  office, something with clues to where I am.

It's really cold.  If I transmigrated, or reincarnated, which I can only assume to be true as this doesn't look like a morgue, so it is unlikely I died from that shock. So, if I left where I was, then it's likely, at least, as far as all the novels and games I've read go, that I'm no longer on Earth.  Let's assume that humans exist elsewhere and that English developed as a spoken language, or at least a language with words that are similar to English exists, even if not specifically called English. Technology is suitably advanced to mine Plutonium, U235 is  probably some other element, and it's likely that I'm in a warehouse or manufacturing plant. High technology suggests magic wasn't developed, which is unfortunate, but yay for the familiar, I suppose. Unless of course they harnessed magic with technology and use some hybrid to mine - it would also presumably help with containment. No info to suggest that is true, so we'll shelf that for now.  Hah, shelf.  Punny. Should I try magic anyway?

I stop in my tracks and think for a moment. Nope. I continue walking around trying to find an office.
Tadeusz
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Tue 18 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 5):

At the end of the long warehouse? you see a door with the letter 'B' on it.  It slides back.  On the other side, you spot another long warehouse? and a robot putting a box into a shelf just like the previous ones.

The robot turns to you after putting its box down with a heavy, clunking noise.

"Yes, Hidalgo?  How may I help, ser?"
Cala
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Tue 18 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

B is for Bats. Or for warehouse numbers, or lettering, I guess.

I look up at the sky, trying to get an idea of if I'm on a planet or perhaps a space station, or other non-terrestrial facility.

"Hidalgo? No Hidalgo here. Or at least, I am not he, or she, or it, or whatever Hidalgo might best be represented by."

Ooh, robot. Definitely not on Earth as I knew it. Transmigration: Confirmed.

"Was wondering if you could answer a couple of questions for me? I seem to have gotten lost and may or may not have lost part of my memory in the process."

Here's hoping the laws of robotics are still in play, because this could end terribly if they aren't. Also, I'm hoping the whole getting lost and losing part of memory helps explain why I'm here... wherever this might be. Would hate to end up in a restricted area right after I transmigrated, that'd be rough to explain. Especially to a robot... unless they're like the Geth? Well, like Legion, geth, not reaper geth.

<If robot agrees>

"Where is this place, and what is this facility called? Also, could you direct me to the administrator's office? Or to whomever oversees this facility?"

<If robot disagrees, doesn't respond, or only answers one question and ignores the rest>

"Very well then." I leave and explore the area, trying to find an office, a person, or a more helpful robot.
Tadeusz
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Tue 18 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 7):

It listens.

"Ser must need medical attention.  It seems best to avoid offense by assuming ser is Hidalgo until otherwise known."

It thinks, and walks slowly toward you.  Its bipedal, skinny, and shiny.

"Please come with me, ser.  You are on the Riches of Radioactivity in Great Noble and Hidalgo Robolord Alcatan's ship in the Spring Caravan. We are currently 1.24 million miles from Earth, heading inbound."

It holds out an arm.

"Lean on me, Hidalgo. I will take you to Honored Doctor Esteban."
Cala
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Tue 18 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

Oh, a race of people or nationality? I see.  Maybe they are a type of human or look similar to humans? Might as well pass as one. Almost like I was Leylin Farlier1, except I don't have an A.I. Chip bound to my soul.

"Oh, right. The Riches of Radioactivity." I say, not convincing at all.

I lean on the robot. "Let's go see Honored Doctor Esteban."

Over a million miles from Earth.  Wow. Wonder what's going to happen when they find out I don't have a passport on hand.  Nothing good.

"Hey, uh... robot. What year is it on Earth?"

I wonder what's going to happen. What if there's an alternate me on this version of Earth? Or rather, what if there was? It'd be pretty hard to explain what a supposedly dead person is doing on an inbound ship. Similarly, what if said alternate version of me is a criminal? Or a war hero? Or some other person of renown? Or even if they aren't anyone special, what if they are known to specifically be at some other point in the universe, as evidenced by what passes for media these days.  So many potential problems.  Oh wait. What if my doppelganger is working the customs or inbound travelers? That'd be awkward. Maybe he'd cover for me? I'd cover for me, and probably him. Maybe. Probably. And what was that guy's title? Robolord? Bet he's got some fancy stuff. Would hate to work for him, probably super sleazy, and no one that chooses the name 'Riches of Radioactivity' has good taste. Assuming he chose the name, which he might not have.  Could be like that ship, qwib-qwib2.

My thoughts and speculations keep me company as we walk.



1. Leylin Farlier is the main character of the web novel Warlock of the Magus World.

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http://www.wuxiaworld.com/wmw-index/


2. Admiral Zaal'Koris is a Quarian from the Mass Effect series (Mass Effect 2). His  ship is the Qwib-Qwib.

Tadeusz
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Tue 18 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

The robot leads you to a sliding door marked with 'A', and beyond that to a storage area for recharging bots, and then a small room with armed with axes bots, milbots or axebots.  And then through a work area with bots repairing bots.

"It is the Year of Our Lord 2914. Hail the RoboEmperor, Great and Mighty Hidalgo."

And then through another door with giant batteries on each side of you.  Batteries the size of semi trucks.  Bots are moving the other way, carrying things, or checking data on tablets.

You've walked a quarter-mile straight, so far.  You pass through another door, which is guarded by four milbots.

A dozen 'fishbowls' the size of small cars with a human floating in them, making gestures, and causing little lights to sparkle at each gesture line the walls of this room.

Beyond this is another door marked. "Lev 1 Control", and you pass thru it, and on the far side is a door to your left marked 'Infirmario', and on the right 'Doctor Esteban'.  The bot has stopped.

"Unless you request it, Hidalgo. I am not allowed to go further." The bot says.
Cala
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Tue 18 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

So, this is weird. 2914. Very far in the future, it is conceivable AI was created, then eventually took over, SkyNet and all that. I guess I don't have to worry about this being a future of my old earth's system. I doubt records would be kept after 900 years or so, and that is assuming it's only been 900 years.  Who knows how long this 'RoboEmperor' has been around for.  Maybe it's one of the first robots, and when it established its reign it reset the calendar to 1. Maybe it has been ruling for nearly 3000 years, and in that case, my dna wouldn't be around or important enough. 3000 years after it started its reign, which may have been several hundred years after I transmigrated.  That's not a thing to worry about, but still have  to worry about the doppleganger.


"Mmm. Thanks."

I walk through the door, curious about who Doctor Esteban is and if the doc is a robot or some variety of human.

All these robots... and those humans in the fishbowls back there.  Here's hoping humans aren't slaves... or at least that the whole race isn't slaves. Slavery doesn't bother me if I'm not the one enslaved, but I'd hate to arrive only to be thrown into slavery. So, maybe the doc isn't actually a doc but is an engineer instead? Engineers seem like a logical equivalent for doctors when all their patients are robots.  Is it a robot engi, or perhaps a human?  Who  knows...
Tadeusz
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Tue 18 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 11):

You walk in, and the first thing you smell is good coffee.  A man is sitting surrounded by number of machines leaning in on him.

He sips his coffee, waves at one machine, adjusts another, and then turns to you on his solid looking but spinnable stool.

"Have a seat." He snaps his fingers, and a door in the wall pops to the side, and another stool zips out.

"I'm the Most Learned, Deeply Honorable....blah, blah, but forget that nonsense.  Just call me Doc. I haven't seen you before on the RR. Tried to skip out on your physical exam?  Its required.  We don't want a viral outbreak on board, or for you to fall over from some easily cured malady."
Cala
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Tue 18 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

Watching the stool zip out.
"Nifty."

I raise an eyebrow at the doctor.

"Hey Doc, you ever run into spontaneous translocation? Because that's pretty much the case... and then some. And by some, I mean somewhere between 900 and 3900 years plus possibly a universe or two."

I do a brief gesture in his general direction.

"That mumbo jumbo you just mentioned means pretty much nothing to me."

I look at him for a moment.

"Oh, I figured I'd just be up front about it rather than going through the whole 'who are you, why are you here, why aren't you in the records' thing. Cala, don't know, see above."

I take a seat.

"Also, who or what is a Hidalgo?"
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Tue 18 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 13):

He blinks.

"Ok. Friend." He moves slowly, and several machines follow his motions.  Different lights on them blink, and he nods, and nods, and looks puzzled.

Then he orders different machines to lean over you, and check out different things.

"Very odd."  He pauses.  "You might be telling the truth.  I'm not really equipped to say for sure, but from what I can check, your story adds up."

He frowns.

"No. We believe that any form of translocation, or warp travel is totally impossible except at the quantum scale."

He rubs his face, and pulls out a drink from under his desk.  He opens it, and you smell alcohol.

"A Hidalgo is a Human member of the Robolord empire, also called a Robolord.  Viruses were nearly conquered by the late MilOne, ah, first century of the third millenium since the Christ.  But then in the Years of Anarchy, all sorts of bioweapons were created and released.  Now, we have them mostly controlled, but still, no one wants a dead ship with no humans on board.  And as to maladies, well you'd be surprised at how many people ignore their body until they fall down. Need to take care of yourself.  Sleep, exercise, good food."

"I'm a medical doctor, and have earned some titles of respect, but in private, I like to keep things relaxed.  Patients relate better to 'Doc' than Most Learned and Deeply Honorable, Scholar of Scholar, Teacher of Healing, Skilled Healer, Grand Doctor and Robolord and Hidalgo Esteban."
Cala
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Wed 19 Apr 2017
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"Oh. Wow."

I take a moment.

"That is a very, very long time from when I was last.  I'm not even certain this is the same universe, but it doesn't really matter. I'm here now. Seems I've got nothing but time, so by all means... let's have a physical.  How are they done these days?"

Wow. That's.. more years than I can reasonably add up quickly. at least 4000, probably more? Math is hard, whatever. I wonder if I can get myself an A.I. chip, or at least an AI of some sort. Would be super nifty.

"Also, we're en route to Earth, right? I'm probably going to run into problems once we arrive. Any chance of helping me out?"
Tadeusz
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Wed 19 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 15):

He smiles with a bit of malice, and tells you to hold on to a metal handle presented to you by one of the looming machines.

And then you're stress-tested.  He checks your pain threshold, runs up your blood pressure, deprives you of oxygen, pumps your arm full of lactic acid like you'd been doing extreme exercises and checks your grip strength.

After five minutes, the handle lets you release your hand as it was overriding your nerves.

"You're in acceptable shape for space travel, and for defending the ship against pirates."

He shakes his head 'no'.

"We're an Empire.  We're used to incorporating odd native populations into our mix.  As long as you're in space, you'll be an honorary Hidalgo, and once you get to Earth or the NEO colonies, you'll be an Imperial citizen.  Just obey the laws because the punishment is quick and harsh."
Cala
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Wed 19 Apr 2017
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"Ahh, I see. That makes things easier. Never been part of an empire before. Is there a place I can go to read up on laws, or is there a quick version? I don't exactly plan on breaking laws, but every governing body tends to have some weird laws. Would be nice to know what to look out for. What's the commonly accepted form of currency?

Also, is there immigration or something I'll have to go through? Or is it just, you live here, you're a citizen?"

Well, that's a relief. So, space.  He said pirates, didn't he. Ugh. Do not want. But, if we assume post transmigration that I'm the MC, then just outside the borders we'll probably be attacked, I'll try to find a weapon, and meet some person who will absolutely change my life. If it's a guy, probably best friend status, if it's a lady, probably love interest.  That said, would like to avoid  all of that, and just get to earth safe and sound. See how it is, maybe find a library and find out what's changed, or rather, what is new. See if the old earth is like the old earth or if this earth's  old earth is completely different from my  old earth's old earth.
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Wed 19 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 17):

He calls a robot with the bracelet on his arm.

"You will have to register with the Imperial Province you live in, pay the fee, and pay the yearly taxes on next Tax Day, which happily is seven months away."

"Take the Hidalgo to the Library, and show him the Lawbook for Citizens." The robot takes you, and its further up the ship, and into a richly appointed library with red, leatherbacked chairs, and paper books.

The "Lawbook for Citizens" is seven inches thick.  Its next to the Lawbooks for Hidalgos, and Chartered Corporations, and Space Law.

The book, unlike American law, is plain as it can be, and even has a bit of wit on occasion.  The key differences seem to be that as a Citizen your word is less than a Hidalgo.  But, a Citizen can win in court, if they have other supporting documents.  The law clearly warns you not to enter into a business deal with a Hidalgo without paper contracts as you will likely be vulnerable to evildoers.

Also, all contracts are on single molecule paper since computers are too easily hacked.  Video and computer testimony is worthless.

If a Duke, Captain, or higher commands you to do anything short of a major felony by presenting their ring. You'd better do it.

Violent theft, murder, assault....death.  Mutiny, rape, murder of a Hidalgo, piracy....death by torture.  If you appeal for "Trial by Combat' and the judge agrees, you can fight a trained martial artist to your death, or his incapacitation.

Money is a single molecule coin backed by radioactives.  Possession of radioactives outside of a safe box at a bank is heavily fined.

Damaging or destroying a robot is theft.

Your head is swimming, but in skimming over it, you feel as if you've gotten the major points.  Law is quicker, and simpler, and at times, more brutal than your time.  Its a law meant for an Empire, where many differ4ent races of men might get together with differing views on fine points of justice.
+@1 Legal Understanding to I assume a 1@5 from your normal life??
Cala
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Wed 19 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

So, it's basically the old laws. Anything derived from violence or theft is bad. With the addition of don't damage the robots. Then there's the normal empire bs, where unless you are royalty, nobility, or in some position of significant power, you're second class. Right, so. This is the point where I get in, avoid all situations where I might even bump into anyone above my 'station', and figure things out  until I can change my station.   Or.... join the military, or some other organization, bow my head  until I manage to rise to somewhere.  Ugh, neither option is pleasant. Given that 'trial by combat' is actually a thing, I should probably learn to fight... but it's really not my cup of tea.

Well, it's an empire, every governing body has grunt work, I'm sure I'll manage.  Currency is weird, going to have to read up more on this to get a better understanding.  Also, what can and can't Hidalgos do? What's it take to be one? Born into it, or can it be earned..?


After going through the Lawbook for Citizens, I pull out the Lawbook for Hidalgos as well as Chartered Corporations.

I've got time, best to understand what I'm going to be working with... and for.

<Assuming there is still time and I haven't been interrupted by something or someone.>

I put the lawbooks back and search for books on technology, specifically with regards to artificial intelligence, virtual/immersive reality, and entertainment. I also see if there is anything on 'Magic', after going through the technology.



I'm not particularly familiar with general law. As mentioned above, derivatives of violence or theft bad. I probably know more in regards to traffic laws and labor laws than I do federal regulations.  The biggest hindrance is usually the language. Deciphering it is usually the hardest part. If it's all plain and straightforward, then it should be good.
Tadeusz
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Wed 19 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 19):

OOC: I've been of the opinion that we should hire good writers to write our laws.  Because a good writer can say more in ten words, and more clearly than a bad writer can say in fifty.  They hired good writers.

Currency is a variety of coins that can be traded for a set amount of radioactive material.  But that material is deemed dangerous so you have to store it in a special storage bank.

Hidalgos are born.  They can receive this status for bravery in combat, a notable invention, or a lifetime of good deeds, or for any reason a Duke or above says.

They have the right to command robots.

You can lose your status as a Hidalgo for cowardice, or for 'bringing the Empire into disrepute' or for any of the violent crimes.  Destroying a robot is not a crime, but you do have to pay for it.  You are forbidden to engage in manual labor that is paid for.  You are expected to wear a sword in public.  'Dueling' a Citizen is murder.

Chartered Corporations require the personal approval of the Emperor, and he may apply whatever limits he wants to the charter.  So, he could tell Apple that each of their employees has to give an apple to a teacher every day, and much of that type of thing is done.  A CC gets the chance to make money, but it has to take on a social problem.  The number of current corporations is limited to 1000, and is currently 852.

The robots are low caliber AIs.  Higher AIs are forbidden with an unusually obscure reference to the 23rd Century Dislocations.

VR, except for medical uses, is forbidden as 'damaging to the moral fiber of the Empire'.

Gambling, local sports, duels, and parades are the primary forms of entertainment.  Illegal genetic chimera races occur as well.

Books on Magic are not allowed you.  However Basic Theology is.
Cala
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Wed 19 Apr 2017
at 05:49
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Calafalas Caravan

No VR, Hidalgos are pretty much just knights without some of the old fluff. What passes for entertainment is also... not to my taste, it sounds like.

I sigh.

So, magic may or may not exist here. Divine magic, maybe? No one goes searching for magic and ends up with basic theology unless the only magic is divine in nature. Not too interested in that, so I'll take a pass on that.

I start looking for history books, curious about what the '23rd Century Dislocations' are. I also try to see how far back the books go as far as history.

Not sure what I'll find, given this is a ship's library and not a city's, but we'll see, I guess.

I also try to find what other empires exist, if any, as well as what passes for a star chart or other map of the known universe(s).

I wonder how I'm supposed to pay the fee to register when I don't have a dime to name. Can't gamble with nothing to go off of, not that I'm particularly good at it anyway. I'm obviously not going to try stealing, especially given the laws, and more so because 'trial by combat' exists and people duel for entertainment.
Tadeusz
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Wed 19 Apr 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 21):

The Dislocations require putting hints together.  You find a reference to famine conditions over most of Asia.  An unknown device built in Saturn's orbit that is fifty miles long without humans.  A 'Carrington Event' referred to as 'God's Mighty Hand of Deliverance'.  The execution of several hundred 'Machinemen'.  Stringent laws against AI.  But that's it.

The Doctor comes in, and tells you that its meal time.  He eats with you in his spacious cabin, which is unusual.  The food is minty rice, and a wine-soaked beef, and stuffed apple sized cabbages.  Its quite good, and the Doctor entertains you with stories over dinner.

Robots do the work.

He tells you to rest, and threatens to make it an order.

"Your brain needs time to recharge, and your spirit to gain strength.  You've been badly stunned today."

The night passes in a small room with vivid dreams of your old life.

The next morning, you're hard at it again.

A chart of the Solar System shows The Robolord Empire owns Western Europe, Central America, NEO colonies, and the asteroid belt.  Something called the Translunar Demenses opposes them, which is on and near the Moon.  A collection of NEO colonies near the South Pole opposes them as well.  On Earth, the Han Empire opposes them, and the rest is counted as Minor States, and Wasteland.  There is a Martian Republic, but its small.  There are other minor states scattered about, even one as far away as Neptune's orbit named 'No Visitors'.

The History books go back to the Creation.  Much of World History is familiar to you, but with a different slant.  It could be your Earth, or one close to it.  Forex, they don't have WW1 and WW2, they just have the Anglo-Teutonic Wars.
Cala
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Wed 19 Apr 2017
at 06:29
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Stunned?  Eh...

Looking everything over...

Well, history is written by the victors. Did I suddenly warp super far into the future from a mere spark? Ugh. Next time I see the doc I need to ask him about how I'm supposed to pay the fee to register when the only currency I have hasn't been used by anyone on Earth in the last 4 to 5 thousand years.

I go back to the room I slept in and try to meditate to pass the time.

Never been good at meditating.. or able to just... let my mind go? To focus? Bah, everyone I ever knew is gone, responsibilities don't currently exist, and magic might actually exist but the means to  use it conventionally aren't available to me. Meditation sounds pretty good right now.  Who knows, maybe I can reach out to whatever passes for a deity to see if they can explain the whole time hop / universe switching thing that happened.

I meditate, and every now and then try to mentally reach out to whatever might listen.
Tadeusz
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Wed 19 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 23):

Your meditation in this strange circumstance goes well, but if you contact anything, its a faint and ephemeral contact.

+@1 Meditation.

Talking with the Doc reveals that its been only eight hundred ninety-seven years.  2914-2017=

"You can ask for a temporary waiver, and once you get a job, pay it."

You see two other Humans not in their control bubbles today.  Both nod at you as they walk past.
Cala
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Wed 19 Apr 2017
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"Really? Less than a thousand years? That's much better, but also mildly confusing. What emperor doesn't reset the calendar when they establish an empire?"

I hesitate for a moment. Should I ask him about magic? He's a doc, so it's probably mumbo jumbo to him, but it has been nearly 900 years. It didn't exist in my past, but this isn't necessarily the same Earth. Even if it's only divine magic, of which I really have no interest in, might be useful as a link. Eh.... let's go for it.

"Hey doc, this is probably a bit of an oddball question, but... does magic exist in any quantifiable or demonstrable state? Like, have people publicly done magic that is arcane or divine in nature and not simply parlor tricks and sleight of hand?"

After we finish up for the day, with nothing pressing coming to mind, I go to meditate, or sleep, preferably the former, but I'll not shy away from the latter.
Tadeusz
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Wed 19 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 25):

"The Empire wishes stability, so it anchors itself in the past." He says as if its a truism.

"Nothing provable by an experiment." He answers.

You're yanked from your sleep by a whooping siren.
Cala
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Wed 19 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

Ahh, I knew it. MC status confirmed. That's really loud.

I get it, make sure I've got everything and casually peer out the door.

I have no idea where the armory is, assuming this is pirates, which it probably is. I wonder if they'll believe that I slept through the alarm? Well, no one but the doc recognizes me. I don't want to be mistaken for an intruder... even though I am, and shot accidentally.  Might as well lay low.  If the doc comes for me, fantastic. If not, I'll stay here.  I can go with the excuse that I got lost and managed to avoid the fighting entirely.  I somehow made it back here and decided to stay put and not get in anyone's way. Yea, let's do that.

I sit where I am and meditate, trying to ignore the siren.
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Wed 19 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 27):

Its really hard to ignore the siren, but the echoing silence after it cuts off one minute after it started is blessed.

You hear shouts, and crunches of metal on metal, and cries of 'Robolords, on me!" and 'For the Redhead!", and then it fades.
Cala
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Wed 19 Apr 2017
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I move to be next to the door, so that when it opens, it will look like the room is empty.

Probably best to not let anyone catch me skipping out on this.

Thinking for a moment as I move, Redhead... huh.

Once out of sight, I remain there waiting to see if I hear anything else.

If the pirates win, I might get captured.  On the up side, I didn't fight them, so it's not like I killed their buddies.  On the downside, captured.
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Thu 20 Apr 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 29):

You hear shouts.  They sound like orders, but its too far to hear the words.

The whole ship shifts under foot, and you stumble.

A while later, the door opens, and a man with a different sort of costume, and armed pokes his head in, and then out, and runs on down the row checking rooms.
Cala
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Thu 20 Apr 2017
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Hah, knew it. Well, let's give it some time.

I wait.

Doesn't sound so good for the crew of this ship.  My mediocre skills would probably be more harm than help, and I'm not too keen on getting myself killed. Especially for people I don't know. They may as well be npcs, and in a battle between one faction of npcs and another faction of npcs, best to just let them sort it all out.

If the crew of the... what's this ship called again? Riches and Radioactivity? Riches of? Bah, if the crew of the RR survives, huzzah.... or not. Doc and that one robot are they only two I've met, and only a couple of others have seen me before the attack.  If everyone that has seen me died off.. well... that would  be bad.

On the other hand, if the pirates win, I can always feign prisoner status and join up with the  pirates.  Or try to join up.  They might just kill me, but I can only hope they'd be up for replenishing their crew to help recoup whatever losses they faced from this endeavor.  Better to train a complete noob than get someone set in their ways that might do you harm later.

Well, we'll see. I just hope there's enough crew leftover, in either case, to get this ship to Earth or whichever destination the pirates want to take it.

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Thu 20 Apr 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 31):

There is some very loud ringing noises that come through the metal hull, a lurch, and then a more significant lurch.

Time passes.

No one comes.  You notice the air getting stale.
Cala
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Thu 20 Apr 2017
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Welp, that's not good.  No air circulation. Time to leave.

I get up and leave, trying to find signs for engineering. If I can find a robot to direct me, I'll ask it to escort me.   I'll also try to find out information on the battle.

Wait, I know literally nothing about engineering. Why would they turn it off? Logically, it would make sense if you wanted to make this look like an accident? A malfunction caused life support to drop and everyone eventually suffocated.  So long as you remove the bodies, or at least position them in such a way to suggest a mutiny, you can cover it up pretty well.  By extension, they'd need to keep the crew locked up to prevent anything going wrong, which would also mean having people looking over the engineers, or having their own brought in to take care of things.

Or maybe shit just hit the fan and the damage spread there, so nothing can be done and we're all going to die anyway.

...

Well, to engineering it is.

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In reply to Cala (msg # 33):

You spot a robot, and it seems surprised to see you.  It takes you to engineering.  Along the way,  you spot a lot of slash damage, but no burn or melt marks.  The milbots are broken, hacked apart.

Engineering is a small room, and simpler than you expected, which seems good, at first.

The RR is a mile long.  It is one of ten ships in the Spring Caravan.

It is pushed by a giant solar sail which catches the light from a laser cannon mounted in the asteroid belt.  It is slowed by a laser cannon in Earth orbit.  The laser sail is shredded.

The RR is off-course, and headed above the plane of the elliptic in a flawed cometary orbit.  In about eleven years, its going to impact in the Sun.

All of the people have been taken off.  And the A,B,C,D,E,F, and G holds have been detached from the ship bringing its total length down to one-fifth of a mile.

"Captain, your orders, sir?" Says the robot as you drift helplessly through space toward certain doom.
Cala
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Thu 20 Apr 2017
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Nice.

I think to myself sarcastically.

Well, nothing but time. Escape pods, though I doubt it? That's probably the holds?  Time to take inventory, maybe I can rig the lights for a makeshift S.O.S? But pretty much everything in space is ridiculously far apart. It's nearly impossible to see something visually, as everything is done via scanners and tech.  It's off course... we're drifting though, we might run across something.

"Take inventory. What robots remain operational on the ship and how many. This ship isn't nearly that long anymore, aside from the holds, are there any escape  pods on this ship?  Lastly, take me to the bridge, and have every functional robot meet me there."
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Sat 22 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 35):

They have no escape pods.  It takes a bit of thought, but you realize that anyone 'podded' would be stuck out in space, with not nearly enough power to get anywhere.  Sailors, for similar reasons, have passed on learning to swim.

17 robots show up, and greet you as captain. One is a milbot. You are on the bridge.  Its a spacious, comfortable room not designed for sudden decisions.

You set up an SOS. Whether its noted by any other ships is not known.

Computer Skills new use. +@1.
Cala
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Sat 22 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

Yep, as I suspected. No one that chooses the name of this ship has good taste.

I look at the assembled bots.

"In order starting from you," I say as I point to one of them on the end, and then motion towards the others, "what is your function? What role and skills do you have?"

I wonder if the library is still here.  If so, might be time to read up on all that forbidden knowledge.  The sail is useless, but I wonder if there are thrusters anyway? If not, maybe I can rig something up?  We're drifting, so long as I can change course, even slightly, a bit of change goes quite a ways over a long distance.  Still need to worry about food and water, though that isn't an immediate threat.
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Mon 24 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 37):

They are all General Utility Bots, capable of doing any job needed on the ship, that they can do.  Except for the milbot that tells you its job is to fight pirates and restrain drunken Robolords at the command of the Captain only.

The Library has been raided for some of the more valuable looking books, but is otherwise intact.  The Forbidden Section is behind a locked, rather durable looking door of armored metal.

There are microthrusters, suited for docking maneuvers.

You've got a year of food, and unless the water purifiers break down, an infinity of water.
Cala
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Mon 24 Apr 2017
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Calafalas Caravan

Going to see if one of the bots has a torch function, or something similar. I've got at least a year to get through the door, should try to do so this month, to give time to read whatever is beyond it - assuming what's beyond it isn't torched by force entry through the door.

Micro-thrusters are going to make it hard, but over a distance, I should be able to adjust course.  Best case is crash course for earth, ideally someone will stop me on the way. Little movements go a long way. Need to get a bearing on my current heading in relation to where I need to be to head towards earth. Then make small adjustments. Might need to rearrange all furniture and equipment in one end of the ship to assist with the swing type movements.

As robots can do pretty much everything, it's time to see if we can repair the sail. If that's not an option, then we'll need to keep everything running, so maintenance for everyone. Might be a good idea to use this time to familiarize myself with the ship, see if I can learn from the bots. A lot can happen in a year.

I also need to see what materials we have on hand for repair. If we are lacking, we'll need to re-purpose the useless stuff, and I might need to rig up a forge for that.

Time to see if the Library has anything on solar sails. Time to familiarize myself with ship technology.


"Ok, here's what we're going to do."

I address the assembled robots and start distributing them according to plan. Most for maintenance, a couple to get through the door, if they have a torch, or if not, assisting me with getting through it by alternative means.

"Also, I still need to breathe air, so we need air circulation and supply. It's a bit stale, so I need that fixed." I assign a robot to assess that problem, and fix it if possible. If not, to let me know.

I have the millbot patrol the ship, after finding out what tools and weapons it has available to it.
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Cala:
Going to see if one of the bots has a torch function, or something similar. I've got at least a year to get through the door, should try to do so this month, to give time to read whatever is beyond it - assuming what's beyond it isn't torched by force entry through the door.

==They have access to torches.  Its begun.

Micro-thrusters are going to make it hard, but over a distance, I should be able to adjust course.  Best case is crash course for earth, ideally someone will stop me on the way. Little movements go a long way. Need to get a bearing on my current heading in relation to where I need to be to head towards earth. Then make small adjustments. Might need to rearrange all furniture and equipment in one end of the ship to assist with the swing type movements.

===You start struggling with the math.

As robots can do pretty much everything, it's time to see if we can repair the sail. If that's not an option, then we'll need to keep everything running, so maintenance for everyone. Might be a good idea to use this time to familiarize myself with the ship, see if I can learn from the bots. A lot can happen in a year.

===Sail repair requires an orbital shipyard.

Maintenance schedules are set up.

You learn that the bubbles the humans were in are control systems to more precisely, and quickly order the robots about.  You also learn that the two giant   batteries are what held the power for the ship.  It was recharged from the solar sail, but that is not possible any longer.

I also need to see what materials we have on hand for repair. If we are lacking, we'll need to re-purpose the useless stuff, and I might need to rig up a forge for that.

====You have a forge, and a robotic repair station.  While you do have enough spare parts to fix twenty bots, or build five new ones, you don't have a huge amount of other raw material.  However, if you want to dismantle parts of the interior of the ship, that might work.

Time to see if the Library has anything on solar sails. Time to familiarize myself with ship technology.


===It does.  Geometry, materials sciences are the two main areas of interest in solar sails.

"Ok, here's what we're going to do."

I address the assembled robots and start distributing them according to plan. Most for maintenance, a couple to get through the door, if they have a torch, or if not, assisting me with getting through it by alternative means.

"Also, I still need to breathe air, so we need air circulation and supply. It's a bit stale, so I need that fixed." I assign a robot to assess that problem, and fix it if possible. If not, to let me know.

===The area you are in is currently fine.  It was only your closed off room that had issues, for now anyways.  The bots restart the air circulation fans with a few simple repairs of removing a bot that had crashed into a control link, and rewiring the link.  Its far less precise than it was before, but you don't need variable wind speed and temperatures in each compartment.

I have the millbot patrol the ship, after finding out what tools and weapons it has available to it.

===Axes. Restraint cables.

Cala
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Mon 24 Apr 2017
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Ok.

I get one of the robots for a moment. "I need to broadcast a message across all public channels to any ships that might pass by the area, or at least is in range of communications. Ideally, this message should auto-repeat. Is that possible?"

<If it is, then I set that up. If not, then that is fine. In either case, I try to broadcast a message, with assistance from a robot.>

The message: "This is Cala aboard the remains of the imperial ship Riches of Radioactivity. I am requesting a rescue from anyone that can hear this message. As I am not an imperial citizen, I honestly don't care which nation, entity, or corporation comes to my rescue. Rescuers are free to take what they want from the ship, and I will work for you for a period of time. Please help me."

Once the broadcast situation is taken care of, I spend the rest of my time meditating / sleeping, while I wait for access to the forbidden area of the library.

If the broadcast message has to be done manually, then I'll be broadcasting variations of it every now and then (no specific schedule, but multiple times an hour.)
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Tue 25 Apr 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 41):

A message comes back twenty minutes later.

"This is the Captain of the Promise of Plutonium, and your treachery is not unnoted.  The Spring Caravan cannot rescue you as you well know, so you should have the decency to go down with the ship without begging help from the pirates."

The robots tell you that Promise is one of the other ships in the Spring Caravan.

A few minutes later, a mildly mocking voice with a strange accent comes on.

"This is Lieutenant Hardin of the Radioactive Reindeer, , pirate, and loyal servant of the Space Dragon himself.  I do apologize for not taking you off your ship when we raided it, but its always a rush when we do raid.  The Imperials might get one of their laser cannons to take a pot shot at us if we stay too long.  I'd recommend rapping against the walls of the Captain's cabin.  He almost surely keeps the good stuff there.  You're doomed, mate."
Cala
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Tue 25 Apr 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

In response to the first broadcast,

"Traitor? Can't betray what I haven't allied myself with. If you are unwilling to take me off the ship, that's fine. Cthulu takes care of his own."

In response to the second,

"Hey Hardin, I've got time, especially given the bearing of this ship. Why don't you have one of your mates come back another time? I'm sure these other folks aren't so bored that they'll keep me company."

Then, to whomever might be listening, "By the way, who came up with the name Riches of Radioactivity? It is utterly stupid. Also, here's a fun tidbit to ruminate over as you sleep at night. Last week it was 2017 and I was comfortably working at home. This week, nearly 900 years later, I'm on some stupid ship, with weird tech, and robots. Talk about culture shock. Also, I looked over them rules for Hidalgos, chivalry wasn't particularly cool in medieval times, and having a glorified version of it is ridiculous.

Also, while I'm at this rant... what type of emperor doesn't reset the calendar at the start of his reign?"

Ahh, that feels better. Really had to get that off my chest.

I go and see if I can find the 'good stuff' in the Captain's cabin.
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Tue 25 Apr 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 43):

You go beat on the walls, and after messing around for a bit you figure out that moving one picture of a wineglass right side up, and flipping another picture of a wine bottle sideways will open a wall cabinet.

Inside is four bottles as follows: sherry, port, something called 'Rockdust Cutter' and a peach brandy.  There is also a very nice saber with a knuckle cover guard and a gold chain tassel in a red leather scabbard.
Cala
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Tue 25 Apr 2017
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"Huh."

I take the saber and stick it in my belt, or otherwise attach it to me.

I head over to the Library to see what is behind the forbidden door.

Maybe I should play some music over the comms?  Nah, not yet. Don't want them to shoot me out of the sky. Maybe later, though. Give them some time to cool off.

I also try to see if the Library has anything on 'Rockdust Cutter'. Nobles.. I wonder if it's illegal.
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 45):

The scabbard near the hilt just sticks to you.

The Library door is about half cut through, and its very hot, and heavy with fog of a particularly nasty smell in there.  You suddenly realize the books in the main library area are being exposed to this.

Choking, you leave the Library with a book on 'Drinks of the Modern Age'.  Yes, its in the illegal section along with a dozen others, several of which sound positively insane.

Its drunk by the asteroid miners to help  them cope with the rockdust created by their drilling machines.  It does well with that, but the hallucinatory and paranoid tendencies it creates explain why its illegal for miners operating thirty ton mining machines to drink it.  But for a miner without much money, its far cheaper than regular medical care which will go on their debt.

Why a noble has such a thing is a good question.
Cala
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Wed 26 Apr 2017
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Hah, I knew it.  Time to let the robots do their thing and let the library air out.  Ultimately doesn't matter what happens to the books, so we'll let fate decide how they turn out.

I head back up to the bridge, time for another broadcast.

"Unsure if anyone is still listening out there, but if you are, here are some tunes played via my Samsung Galaxy S6 cell phone. A device which I imagine hasn't been around in quite some time."

I take out my cell phone, turn it on, open the spotify app, go to playlists... Ahh, the benefits of being able to play music without internet connections.

"First up, something that might be considered iconic by some of my friends back home. Though I'm not a big fan of the song, it's not bad every once in a while, and given that none of y'all are coming back for me, then this song suits the situation wonderfully.

Also, in case you were curious, the former captain of this vessel had a bottle of Rockdust Cutter in his stash. It's not really my type of drink so it'll stay here unopened. It's yours if you rescue me.

So, without further ado, Carry On Wayward Son by Kansas.  Also don't go anywhere, up next is the main theme for Space Jam, done so eloquently by Quad City DJ's."

I start playing music to whomever might be listening out there.

Well, I've got nothing else to do, and if I'm going to go out, might as well go out in style.  Radio Hardcore is next up on the playlist, if I'm still around when we reach it. Given that it mentions Denmark, Austria, France, Uk, Germany, Ireland, and USA, countries that presumably no longer exist... wonder what reactions, if any... Hmm..

After I finish playing the songs I go lay down on the couch and try to get some sleep, absentmindedly reaching out to anything that might make contact.



Carry On Wayward Son: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P5ZJui3aPoQ
Space Jam: https://youtu.be/YrMOxASAmP0
Radio Hardcore: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fuYpS2GbLyM

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Thu 27 Apr 2017
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You start your broadcast station with a song I like, due to watching Supernatural.

You may  have touched something very inhuman, but you're not sure.

Once you get to the Library, you find that several dozen of the books caught flame.  Inside the Forbidden room, it was worse.  But there are three books.

Utilizing the Forbidden Art of Nanotechnology
A True History of the Dislocations
Luck Manipulation and Other Esoteric Matters

Inside the Bridge, you find a recording which one of the bots led you too.

"Um, um, cool music, ah, look I think I know how to rescue you." It sounds like a twelve year old boy.  "I'm in Distra, one of the South Pole NEOs colonies."
Cala
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Thu 27 Apr 2017
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Oh, interesting.

I take the three books and dash out of there calling for the robots to put out the fire, preferably in a way that doesn't make the rest of the books unreadable. If the three books are on fire, I put them out via smothering them.

I head back to the bridge, listen to the recording, and ignore it temporarily.

Distra, huh.

I flip open the book on Nanotechnology and start reading.

After an incense stick's worth of time (15 minutes), I head over and try to find a way to contact the young lad that may know how to rescue me.
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In reply to Cala (msg # 49):

The first fifteen minutes are divided between Possible Horrors and Possible Wonders of Nanotech.

"While nanotech is clearly of great power, the potential for world-ending destruction makes it a Forbidden Art.  However, this author believes that the Robolord and certain others, such as the Redhead, leader of the Trans-Lunar Demenses have used this art.  The potential student needs to ask himself if his dreams require such extreme methods, and to ask himself honestly if he trusts himself with such power before proceeding on.  Also, not a trivial consideration, but reading further into this book is punishable by torturous death, even for High Hidalgos. Be wary, be warned."

=====================

The lag time is several seconds between a word and it being received.

"Hi, oh, I wasn't sure you'd talk to me.  Um, it seems to me that you have megabatteries, aluminum walls that can be powdered, and lots of oxygen.  You can make a rocket.  It sounds crazy, but I did the math, and you can make it to Distra if you slingshot around Venus.  We don't like the Robolords here."
Cala
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Thu 27 Apr 2017
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"My ability to do math is not nearly as capable at present, nor are my skills in engineering proficient enough for a rocket. That said, I don't have much in the way of other options, so I'll see what I can do. Thanks for the tip."

I continue reading about nanotech, then go on to Luck Manipulation and Other Esoteric Matters, finishing up with the history of dislocations.

I continue reading until I'm interrupted by the need to use the restroom, or food.  I satisfy those needs as necessary and continue reading. I'll get sleep when I get tired and continue on in the morning where I left off.
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The nanotech is divided into Practical Nonorganic which is mining of elements from ore, and the creation of feedstocks; Healing  which is the creation of basic antiviral and antibiotic and damage repair nanites; and General Assemblers which can do everything, but do it poorly.  It only covers the simplest of GA's, and even thats terribly complicated.

Luck Magic requires an understanding of the forces and variables involved, and the transformation of Luck into Unluck and back in algebraic fashion.  A man might jump over a nearly impossible chasm, and succeed, but then his clothing would be shredded.

It is possible to affect someone trying to stab you, but 'this verges dangerously close to Dark Path Magics, so while a Luck Bolt to save your skin is acceptable, further attempts to dump unluck on another are ill-advised and morally culpable.'

The other esoteric arts are mentions of Divine Guidance from God, Fortuna, the Sword, and That Which Wanders the Dark.

In Dislocations, Humanity almost became Superintelligent, and almost wiped itself out.  It was a very near run thing.  Human level AIs tend to be unstable.  Higher level AIs tend to be malevolent.  Humans amplified tend to be megalomaniacal.  Nuclear war was the solution to this issue.  Some artifacts of varying sorts including biological are thought to still exist in hiding.

It takes you four days of hard study to work your way through the math, and the concepts, and the odd phrasing in these books.  In the nine hundred years since your time, there has been a great deal of social change, and so some ideas you take for granted have been replaced.

1@1 Knowledge of Nanotech.
1@2 Luck Magic
+@1 Math
1@3 History of the Robolords World
Cala
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Fri 28 Apr 2017
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Welp, this is all super cool. Complicated, but very cool. Luck Magic is awesome. Purely by virtue of magic existing. But it also makes sense, which is a blessing in and of itself. Morals are for wimps, and there is never anything wrong with the dark side, despite what the jedi claim.

Nanites would be super useful. Healing nanites especially. I know some folks have qualms against it, but if it's useful and keeps you alive, why turn it down?


[[Is there more information on That Which Wanders the Dark, the Sword, and/or Divine Guidance from God? Because if so, I spend more time understanding them, order of precedence being TWWtD, tS, then DGfG.]]

Why does luck magic sound familiar? Where did I see something similar?

...

<thinking>

Storing luck, storing luck... Mistborn? Was that it? Store luck for a rainy day, meanwhile being tremendously unlucky, but when you needed it, bullets curved in front of you and you could walk through a meteor shower centered on your location unscathed.

Cause and effect, so like.. if I could make a rocket, I could *lucklily* get the calculations right and slingshot around venus, but part of the ship will be exposed to space and though I might make it to Distra, probably only the bridge and maybe one other room will be safe. That also might require some luck, and maybe a bunch of calculations? Or perhaps some god could sort that all out for me, give me a combo, gets me there in one piece but the ride is bumpy as hell and literally only one room is safe.  Maybe...

I wonder if gods are into souls these days? Not mine, certainly, but I wouldn't be opposed to capturing some poor folks and offering their souls in my place.


I try to figure out how long it would take me to reach the area around Venus from where I am.
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Fri 28 Apr 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 53):

There is a little more information.  TWWTD might or might not be evil, but it is inhuman.  The Sword requires a great deal of sword practise and/or a famed blade.  God is not covered except to suggest going to the Theology section.  All of these are under 'Divine Guidance'.

You're pretty sure you know a simple way, a shortcut, to do the Luck Magic for that slingshot flight. It will require at most a few minutes of work with chalk on the floor.

A month to Venus.
Cala
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Fri 28 Apr 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Chalk... I don't have any, but it'd probably be useful here, right? Maybe I can find an alternative, pad and paper... or something.. wait, that's the same thing.. I need a pen, or chalk.  Let's see what's available. Luck Magic would be best, because let's be real here, rocket science is the butt of all jokes for a reason.

I try to find a writing implement and something to write upon, unless that implement is chalk.

Once I find something to use I start making calculations, and then keep on checking them 10 times over to make sure they are absolutely correct. Well, absolutely correct according to my understanding - if my understanding is wrong then it's obviously wrong as well, but I try to eliminate any error.

Once it is all planned, I set about making sure everything is ready, doing any work necessary to prep for when we reach Venus.

Once that happens, I try to do some Luck Magic to get the slingshot right. If it works, huzzah, but if not, then it's on to plans B through Z.




Not that I don't like the pacing, but I feel that until something terrible or amazing happens, it's a bit harder to do anything of substance. At this point, it's mostly waiting anyway, so I wanted to see if covering all my bases for a longer term plan would be ok?

I'm not sure how you want to handle time skips or otherwise long periods of time where pretty much nothing happens aside from get up, eat, walk around, sleep. Or something to that effect.

Also, in one of the other games I played in the past, they wanted all Out of Character text to be in Orange. Seemed pretty reasonable so the habit sort of stuck.

Lastly, if this sort of thing isn't cool, or time skips are generally frowned upon for this sort of thing, that's fine too. As we haven't worked together in the past, I'm not really sure how you run things or prefer things done. So, I'm asking. If something I do annoys you, please don't hesitate to let me know.

Tadeusz
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Sat 29 Apr 2017
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  • msg #56

Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 55):

You do some calculations over, and over, and something is bothering you.  You do it again, and feel puzzled.  Another time, and you realize your initial assumptions in the problem is the problem.  Your math is correct, if the assumptions are correct.

But the shortcut you thought you found is nothing but a shortcut to doom.  It would have had you absorb all the bad luck in the Solar System for one second if you cast this spell.

Sitting back with the 'Artist Supplies' chalk in hand, you realize you came very close to killing yourself by accident.

You spend the next week working on.....?

OOC: Orange is fine if you want.  Time skips in this scenario are practically a necessity.  And the spell potential damage was a bad informational botch.
Cala
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Sat 29 Apr 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Ah, and that's why they say to always double check your work, and undoubtedly the cause for many programming mishaps. If you're understanding is wrong... *shudder* What to do, what to do.  Maybe a rocket? But I really don't know anything about rocketry. I suppose the next best thing is to minimize the amount of luck I would need to get through this.  So if I can get everything set without relying on luck, and using a bit of extra luck to... but that... blah.

Is it possible, I wonder, to change the target? Absorbing one second of the solar system's luck would kill me, but it would also 'save' the other robots on this ship.  So perhaps spread that amount of unluck onto the robots to save the rest of us?  If the math is right, it's less me performing the magic and more of them performing it, so they'd be the natural targets, or perhaps them doing it on my behalf?

Or perhaps go the path of voodoo? I've got the belongings of the captain and some of the crew, so... surrogate targets? One solar system's amount of bad luck is ridiculous. If it's spread out among several targets though, it might be survivable? Living crippled is better than death any day of the week - provided I still have my mental faculties. Losing a leg or two isn't the end of the world - especially in the case of robotics and potentially nanites?


I spend the next week seeing if I can change the target of the unluck to other people.  Also seeing if I can get the robots to cast the spell thus making them the target of a solar system's worth of unluck.

Evil is subjective, should also see if I can contact That Which Wanders the Dark. Is that name like He Who Shall Not Be Named?

I also spend some time when I finish (or get stuck) to see if there's any information or a ritual to set up to try and contact That Which Wanders the Dark.
Tadeusz
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 57):

Its not that you do voodoo, but you do an 'illwish'.

 +@1 to Luck Magic

Its tricky, and can simply fail from 'bad luck', and if the person you target has sufficient strength of various types it can rebound on you with more force than what you sent.

The robots are able to do the physical work easily, but they are not willing to attack a human with magic without a direct order from you, and such an order places you in the being affected by any backlash group.

It does seem that with the robots you can do more complicated magics.

You don't find anything about TWWD, but your attempt to contact him meets success on your second night.

A mind touches yours.

...I have not spoken to a Human in over six centuries.  What do you want, little mind?...
Cala
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Sun 30 Apr 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Oooh, it worked.

"Not too familiar with contact this way, so I apologize if I'm unduly rude. I showed up here spontaneously. One day it was 2017, the next day it's nearly 900 years in the future. I'm in a bit of a predicament, and I was hoping you might assist me in getting out of it safely. I am of course willing to pay a price, or offer my services in such a manner that would repay this assistance.

If it's been 600 years, that is both before and after my time, so I'm not sure how you usually operate.

To elaborate, I'm the only human on a vessel that's set on a crash course towards the sun. I've heard it might be possible to slingshot around Venus if I build a makeshift rocket, but I don't have that knowledge or expertise. I was thinking of using luck magic, but as I've never done it before, I'll probably end up killing myself in the process. So any alternative is a good alternative, and you're probably my best bet at this point."


I try saying that in my mind, to see if it works. If it doesn't, I speak the words out loud. Though Dungeons and Dragons logic says that's how telepathy works, haven't ever done it myself.
Tadeusz
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  • msg #60

Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 59):

...Human concepts of rudeness mean little to me.  Your story interests me as I was sure time travel was impossible.  Tell me your story, and I will agree to listen to you further....

OOC: I assume you do, and you can cover it how you want too.

...I can now see your ship. As the last Human on your ship, it belongs to you.  Give it to me, and I will take you to a safe spot in Near Earth Orbit....

1@2 Send Thought to Psi, requires stillness, twenty minutes
Cala
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Sun 30 Apr 2017
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  • msg #61

Re: Calafalas Caravan

"So, let me tell you a story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside down. Last week I was driving to a friend's place to fix his computer. There was some liquid on the motherboard, which is pretty careless. A spark flew from it to me, and I presume I fainted. When I woke up, I was on this ship, in one of the holds. First thing I saw was a container with plutonium, then eventually a robot.  Given that 2017 didn't have robots in such advanced capacity and thought, as far as I was aware, I was a bit confused. I was taken to see the doctor, and learned a bit about this time period. Spent quite a bit of time in the ship's library familiarising myself with the current universe. A lot has changed.

We were attacked by pirates, I didn't help out the crew - not my problem - figured the crew had this. I don't have the skill set or training to deal with pirates, but didn't expect this result. Got the ship back up and running afterwards, and made a call for help. Was told that my 'treachery was noted' or something like that, and that I'm apparently a part of a space caravan, and no one was going to help me. The pirates weren't keen on getting shot so they said no as well.

At this point I went to have a robot break into the forbidden area in the library, which is where I found the books on nanotechnology, interesting stuff, by the way, Luck Magic, the dislocations, and also about you, something called the Sword, Fortuna, and Divine Guidance from God.

I received a message from someone in Distra saying that they aren't fond of the Robolords either and that I can make it to them by way of slingshotting around Venus.  Seemed like my best bet, but I don't know how to make a rocket so as I mentioned, I was trying Luck Magic. I was working on trying to find a way for Luck Magic to not kill me, possibly by way of illwishing. Then we got in contact, and here I am."


Story over, I listen to TWWTD.

"I'm going to take care of my bodily needs, get food and water, to make sure I'm in top shape as well as have some  for the future. After that however, the ship is yours. Not sure how long this will take, but once I'm safe, I have no need of the ship, so I'm more than glad to trade it for safety."

I think for a moment, "I'm not sure what you do in space, or what you need, but if there is anything I can do to assist you, or help you get an item you require in the future, do let me know."
Tadeusz
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

....Interesting. You've opened up a whole new area of scientific enquiry for me.  I would advise against illwishing.  Evil is a suboptimum strategy....

...As to  your transport....

You feel as if all the air in the room rushed in on you.  And then you feel moved.  And then a shift again, but more of a long blink.

You're hanging in space, surrounded by an air bubble.

In front of you is a ten armed kraken, of some huge, but indeterminate size.  It has metal bits on it, and things that look like solar cells.  One of the arms rushes toward you, and as it gets closer,  you realize its large.  And closer, and its larger, and it stops a short distance in front of you.

The tip of the arm is the size of a three story building.  Which means the arms must be a mile long.

....I was created by the AI FastForward17 during the Dislocation.  It has been pleasant meeting you, Cala.....

And there is another shift.  And you're laying on grass, and breathing air.
Cala
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Mon 1 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Now, THAT, is super cool. +1 to the entries for the Kraken Compendium. "Super cool. AI? NICE. A pleasure meeting you, let me know if we can work together in the future." Also +1 to nightmare fuel, right along side the x-files theme song.

*Shifting*

Well, that's an experience. Is this what teleporting feels like? Probably not. Feels more like entering a spatial tunnel, much like in Desolate Era or Warlock of the Magus World, or perhaps even in Dragon-Marked War God. Or... actually, now that I think of it, there are a lot of web novels where the MC traverses a spatial tunnel, or maybe a very long teleportation array.

I get up and look around. Air, awesome. I used Cala on the comms, maybe go for a slight change? Calafalas doesn't sound like Cala, so let's go for it. I wonder where I am...





X-Files intro theme refresher: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rbBX6aEzEz8

"Calafalas doesn't sound like Cala" So, this is something that eternally stumps everyone I've ever played World of Warcraft with. Cala = Cal (like in California or Calorie) a as in Uh, or unsure / up / cusp.  Calafalas = Cuh (like 'cut' without saying the t, or continue, that first part. laf = laugh. a = uh, like the end of cala. las = lis, like list, or listen, or lisp. So, Calafalas = cuh-laugh-uh-lis. Cala = Cal-uh.

Tadeusz
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Mon 1 May 2017
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  • msg #64

Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 63):

Grass, trees, dome houses, and narrow roads rise in front of you.  And keep on rising.  You look up, and up, and see a roof above you.  And on the roof, and on the rising land before you, are more houses.

Looking about, you see that you are in a long tunnel, like inside a green bean.  Down the center line is a monorail. In the center is a glassy ball.

It looks the like the interior of an O'Neill space colony.

And high on a far wall, about a half mile distant, is a bed of flowers in green and blue, forming the letters 'Distra'.
Cala
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Tue 2 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Oh, coolio, sent me to Distra.  Guess I can be Cala here. Now, much like that song... where do we go from here now?

I follow the tunnel and head towards the ball.

Maybe I can find a welcome center or something of the sort. Not even sure what to expect anymore.  On the upside, AI creations are still kicking about and it's cool to know That Which Wanders the Dark is a somewhat rational entity. At least in the sense of trading services for benefits.

As I walk down the tunnel I continue to look around, like a very obvious tourist.



Editing for music reference: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bEK6yDP5-zE
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Tadeusz
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  • msg #66

Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 65):

You walk down one street, and down another.  You find that after a dozen streets, you can look back, and see where you started.  Its like you're standing on the wall compared to where you were.  But the gravity feels the same.

You continue on, and after a few more roads you see the light suddenly brighten, and people are out and about.  Some ride something smaller than a Segway, but similar.  Others walk.  One, a very old man, wears an exoskelaton of hydraulic plastic arms and legs.  Several girls in short dresses smile flirtatiously at you.  All of them have attentive little dogs walking with them.

People are chatting with each other, and more than one glances your way with a friendly style, but no one comes up to you.
Cala
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Tue 2 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

So, this is obviously a wall, everything is on a curve so walking on walls happens. Super cool, equal distribution of gravity... possibly from a central source applying it equally in all directions? Probably the case if this is a man-made structure, or maybe through rotation? I read a few sci-fi books years ago that mentioned a few different ways, so I'm curious how this happens.

Oh, cute girls.

I wonder if some small luck magic would work here?  I obviously have no idea where to go, but there was that one person on the comms, maybe luck magic to make a small effect?  Spontaneous urge for a walk and we coincidentally meet? Maybe they approach cus they're curious?

Hmm, well, I should ask someone for directions - I'm inclined for the elderly, as they're probably more patient? But maybe not, folks my age are usually pretty patient, but who knows anymore.

I should find a hotel. Those are made for travelers, and probably the best place for information.


I entertain the idea of using luck magic, and do some quick calculations to see if it'd be worth it or feasible. If it would take too long to figure out at present, then I actively search for what might pass as a hotel. I continue to admire the scenery and the people.
Tadeusz
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

You take a couple minutes to do luck magic.  Nothing happens the first, or the second time.  Its hard to focus with people walking about.

It takes you another thirty minutes but you see a sign 'Dockside Beta Spin' and under it some other glowing signs including one that says 'Information'.

Focusing on that, you're startled to hear a voice from the sign.

"If you want, you may take a direction ticket which will lead you."

You shrug and accept.  A paper ticket unfurls from inside the sign and comes loose in your hand.  On it, a light blinks with LED like dotted lights making an arrow.  Turning the ticket causes the arrow to reappear, always pointing to your left.  It looks like paper, but clearly its something more.
Cala
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Wed 3 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Huh, nifty. Direction ticket. So... where to? I literally have no idea what I'm doing. Let's see. New place, what is expected of new people. Registration, usually. But where? Town hall, or a police station, possibly both. I have no idea what I'm doing. I kind of want to explore Luck Magic some more, because magic. So cool. It exists. Wow. Seriously, magic. But I also don't have a job or money currently, and though I'm not necessarily hungry or thirsty right now, that's not going to last for long. So, I need to do something.  I kind of wish someone walks up to me and is like, "Hey, you look lost, and like you need something to do. I run an internet cafe and we could use a night manager. The pay isn't the best, but I've got a spare room for employees to stay in." Of course, that's pretty much the start of The King's Avatar, and though I'm not Ye Xiu, I could use a bit of fate pushing me in a direction right now.

"Lead me where?"

Though I guess I'll find out.

I follow the arrow on the weird paper that isn't really paper but is probably a paper-like disposable machine.


Editing for references -  meant to add them in when I made the post but forgot / got sidetracked.

The King's Avatar is one of many web novels that I read: https://www.webnovel.com/book/7176992105000305

An anime adaptation for it has started up recently as well: https://9anime.to/watch/quan-zhi-gao-shou.6nx4/zxy573

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Tadeusz
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

It leads you to a small gazebo nearby in which a girl is sitting.  She puts down her paints on her easel, and stands up as you approach.

"Please, welcome to Distra.  I'm here to give out information, answer questions, and offer visitors our famous Flower Tea.  Have a seat..."  She waves to the abundant benches lining the low walls inside the small white gazebo, and bends to get a mug of flowery smelling tea from a box that pops up out of the floor.

"My name is Helen. No last name as we Distrans don't go in for that."
Cala
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Thu 4 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

"Oh, Coolio."

I take a seat and accept the tea. "Ah, I'm quite fond of tea. My name is Cala."

I smile.

"So, Helen, I've got a few questions... well, one question, really. Allow me to elaborate on the circumstances with which I arrived. I didn't arrive at Distra by the normal method, and I know nothing about this place. Hadn't even heard of it until someone mentioned it to me on the comms of the ship I was... piloting. Is  that the word? The robots called me captain, but it's been... yea, weird. Anyway, the Robolords weren't fond of my actions and I heard y'all weren't fond of them here, so, here I am.

I don't, however, have any currency, or a place to stay. My skillset is probably a little outdated, and I'm hoping to fix all of that. Can you help me?"

I sip tea as we discuss.
Tadeusz
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  • msg #72

Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 71):

The tea is scented, and tastes of hot summers standing near a flower garden.

"Piloting. Yes." She nods taking up her own tea, crossing her legs, and listening attentively.

"Captain of a Robolord ship. Impressive, and unusual. You do not seem like a Hidalgo."

She nods.

"We built the first South Pole Space Colony.  We were of their empire, but not of the Hidalgos.  Expendable.  We built our society, and we became good at what we did.  And then they want to rule us, and put us under the iron fist.  Before they had ignored us.  We resisted.  They insisted.  They still insist a few times a day, trying to break our Outer Defense Line.  We're a lot smaller than them, but they can't use heavy weapons on us, or all we have is destroyed, and we've proven we're not going to buckle to threats of utter destruction."

She looks angry and proud.

"Well, there is the military.  You can ride a high atmo fighter, or man a cannon.  Or you could apply to the Defector's Union.  Anyone who wants to leave the Hidalgos has a place with them.  They can train you for a regular job, or if you have a liking for the shadows, well, the DU has agents all over Earth and in Orbit."
Cala
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Fri 5 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

"Hmm, I am not a Hidalgo. I'm a time traveler, except it was unplanned, and one way, and about as interesting as the method with which I arrived at Distra. Wasn't really interested in joining the military 900 years ago, and still not really interested. Maybe if I was younger, and stupider. Young kids are all about violence and are a bit rowdy. Doesn't take much, like gunpowder waiting for a spark.

I'd ideally like to go back into programming, which is what I was working on.

Pirates attacked the ship I was on, crew decided to fight, I decided danger is bad and avoided it. The crew abandoned ship, pirates also left,  I was the only one left, thus, captain. Military life obviously isn't for me.  I did, however, get to learn Luck Magic and meet That Which Wanders the Dark because of it, so it wasn't all bad.

Perhaps the Defector's Union will have something that suits my fancy - though I'm not technically a defector, as I haven't joined or was born into it.  Seems more interesting though - where do I sign up?"

I say it all, some of it absentmindedly, but all of it clear and directed to Helen.

Ahh, probably shouldn't have mentioned that bit about That Which Wanders the Dark or Luck Magic... woops. Cat's outta the bag now. Maybe she'll think I was joking?  Eh...
Tadeusz
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Mon 8 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

She raises one eyebrow.  You're not sure she believes the time traveller part.

"Well, yes, we can get you linked up with the Archeological Group for Programming."

She hands you two of those slips of paper.  The other one you had seems to be gone.  One paper will lead you to the DU, and the other to the AGP, she explains, and then asks if you have other questions.  You feel as if you've just been recategorized into 'harmless, but slightly crazy'.
Cala
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Mon 8 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

I'm okay with harmless, but slightly crazy. Crazy folks get left alone, but also get told the best stories. But I might as well go the full distance.

"Archaeological Group for Programming? Sounds good. Oh, and I know, time travel is pretty much bogus, yea? Of all the excuses why go for that one? Well, before we part, allow me to blow your pretty mind for a moment."

I take out my wallet and pull out my driver's license as well a $20 bill.

"See here? Birth date, year 1990. Also, this $20 bill? Circa 2013. As well as United States of America, which a picture of the white house on the back.  By all means, don't believe me, but I'd find it incredibly hard to refute and produce evidence such as this."

I grin, put them away, and start getting up.

"It's been a pleasure, Helen."

After finishing the conversation, I follow the paper to the AGP.
Tadeusz
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 75):

She gives you the 'both eyebrows raised' skeptical look, but she smiles.  And she does examine your artifacts with interest.

Following the ticket leads you a quarter-mile away to under the centerline monorail.  You pass some teenagers with bright plastic wings who are hooking up to a wire straight up.  It lifts them up by their harness, and up near the centerline, they detach, and fly about.  Some flop about.  The devices do not look like they could lift a person even a foot, let alone hold them up as they flip through the air hundreds of feet up.

Going on, you come to an area circled by a foot high white fence, and go through an arched gate entwined with flowers.  The fence is made of 0's and 1's.

Inside, there are a couple dozen tables under palm trees with smooth stone underfoot.  About eight people are sitting at two tables near each other, talking, and moving little pens.

One of them turns to you, and waves you over.

"This is the AGP.  Did you have a programming emergency, or what?"
Cala
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Mon 8 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

"Hi. No programming emergency, but I was hoping to join up.  I lack a job, at present, as I am new to Distra. I don't know the syntax for the languages y'all use, but learning it shouldn't be too difficult. All languages are pretty much the same from a logic standpoint."

I give a brief wave to whomever looks over.
Tadeusz
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 77):

"Indeed, my name is Keflan.  Um, we're trying to find a good program for adapting for the water management program.  The one we have has a number of bugs."

They sit you down, introduce you, and give you a pair of dark sunglasses.  Inside, they are Augmented Reality.  They also give you a Light Pointer to control the AR.

Quickly, you find yourself baffled.  They're not programming.  They're looking at dozens of different programs, checking whether they can stick in a module from another program, and doing multiple test sims.

You take a glance at one of the smaller programs they have tossed your way.  Its got a million lines of code.  Its been modified 796 times over the centuries with lines of doc in a dozen different languages ranging from English to Thai, and was first created in 2419 to control a paint robot.

One of them tosses you a smallish module of ten thousand lines to see if sticking it on the front will help.
Cala
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Tue 9 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

"What."

What is this even?

"Is this all you do? Does anyone actually write any code? As much as I admire taking 400 year old code and repurposing it, just writing new code - though a bit much at first - would do wonders, especially for solving problems."

Seriously. What the hell. This is ridiculous.
Tadeusz
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Cala:
"What."

====A few of them glance your way inquiringly.

What is this even?

"Is this all you do? Does anyone actually write any code? As much as I admire taking 400 year old code and repurposing it, just writing new code - though a bit much at first - would do wonders, especially for solving problems."

===="We're Archeologist-Programmers.  Of course we don't write code like in the Dawn Age of Programming.  We have  hundreds of years of programs to choose from going all the way back to Windows X.  We have a trillion lines of code, roughly, in the Archive of Programs."

Seriously. What the hell. This is ridiculous.

Cala
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Tue 9 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Now this, is truly ridiculous.  It would also be the point where a good AI program would come in handy. Sifting through all that code, to find the right snippets... These people... I wonder if it would be possible to make more AI, granted, I don't have the technical knowledge for it, though I wouldn't be surprised if there were snippets of it in these programs. I need to familiarise myself with this language, even if only to better assist in doing this job.  Once I secure a place to stay, I need to see if I can reach out to That Which Wanders the Dark  again. See if we can make a deal. As an artificially built space kraken AI, I'm sure he has the knowledge, as well as knowledge of where other AI are - as I'm sure they exist out in space somewhere in their own colony.

Working with AI would probably be much cooler, especially if we can develop some of the tech used in the Mass Effect series, andromeda in particular. Human implants which house an AI for a symbiotic relationship.  Would be super nifty.


"I see."

I try to familiarise myself with the syntax and styles of code in these various programming modules.

After getting at least some semblance of proficiency in recognizing what does what. "Any chance I could see the water management program? Bit hard to know what to look for without seeing what I'm trying to solve for.  Also, what sort of bugs does it have?"
Tadeusz
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 81):

You remember they hid the knowledge of the Dislocations which included AI.  And they killed Cybermen.  Now, that was the Hidalgos, and these are the people of Distra.  Its virtually certain the Hidalgos, which is one of the dominant empires in the area, would not approve of your thoughts.

But, yes, an AI would make this run soooooo much more smoothly.

It does seem likely there are snippets in the Archive.

One of them, Jack, throws his hand at you, sort of.  The water management program pops up in your AR.  You are getting used to the control interface, but they dance, and you're still in the toddler not sure walking is a good idea stage.

There are a lot of different languages, and you have a feeling they have your AR set to Easy to filter out the more complicated stuff.  However, logic is logic, in any century.

You start playing with the WM program.  You get a module to link up with it, smoothly.  Mike, who's sitting next to you, glances over, and nods approvingly.

"Pretty good for a noob." Then he shows you why that won't work.  Its on a higher level of thought tho' that he shows you.  Frustratingly, about half of what he says is intuitional with words like 'pretty', and 'sweet', and 'bouncy'.  The first two are good, and the last is bad.

Listening to them is a mix of 'hunh?' and 'whaaaa?' with occasions of startled appreciation for their insights, and bursts of desire to flip the table over, and scream at them.

+@2 to Programming skill.
Cala
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Tue 9 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

I continue to work and adjust to this weird method of 'programming'. I'll continue working and adjusting to this until whatever qualifies as 'end of day'. Once the 'day' is over, and if people start leaving, I'll inquire about pay, as well as if anyone would mind me staying at their place for the day, until I secure lodgings for myself in the future.

Huh, wonder if I'll get paid for this. Still need to find a place to stay, too.



Ah, of course they wouldn't approve, but that's a task for the future. Society is due  for some AI help. Well, Distran society, at least.  AI aren't approved of by the Hidalgos, and neither are the distrans. Match made in... space.
Tadeusz
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Fri 12 May 2017
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  • msg #84

Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 83):

They work for a few more hours, and they they start to stop.  You voice your questions, and they look at each other, and you think they communicate with their AR on a private channel.

Each one of them flicks a hand at you, and you see appear in your AR a small stack of eight marks, one for each of them.

They seem embarrassed by your request to stay at a house.

Mike takes you to the hostel.  It has common areas where you can cook, and eat, and relax.  Relaxing and eating are on the roof, looking up at the other side of the wide tunnel or cylinder about a mile away or so.

Sleeping is an eight by four by four space that you crawl into and a foam bed with pillow of your specifications extrudes from wall spigots to rise under you.  Its very cozy.

Payment is in marks, and it seems to be what you want to pay by telling a speaker in the wall that has a computerized request and reply system.  There are about twenty folk staying at the hostel.
Cala
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Fri 12 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

I keep it basic and get some sleep. In the 'morning' I set about inquiring into food and clothing - as I haven't had something to change into in quite some time.  I also look into washing my current clothing, or whatever process is done to 'clean' clothes.

Times like this, I wish I had that spell from D&D, Prestidigitation. Just being able to clean clothing in a short amount of time without having to go through all of this would be phenomenal. 

When looking for clothing and food, I try to get a baseline for how expensive items are. As I don't know how 8 marks stands in relation to the goods I'm able to purchase.



I'm sure I figure it out at the time, if not, then I ask about it, but how are 'marks' stored and used?
Tadeusz
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Fri 12 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 85):

The lights dim to about full moon level at 'nightfall', although you can see other parts of the O'Neill colony that are fully lit.

A sonic shower and a sonic laundry cleans your clothes quickly.  Its not as pleasant as a water shower.

Still, an hour later, you're fumbling with their economic system.  There doesn't seem to be fixed prices or haggling.  It feels like you're missing something big.

Marks are stored in your personal data file.
Cala
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Fri 12 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

I try to find my way towards where I met Helen yesterday to see if she is still around, or if at least that odd ticket machine is there.

If I can't find either of them after 3-4 hours of searching, then I change focus to finding cheap food and drink, and continue searching.  I try to find a map of Distra, if at all possible (directionally challenged - landmarks help oodles.).
Tadeusz
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Sat 13 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 87):

You find Helen after an hour of searching.  She smiles at you as you come up to her gazebo.  A glance at her painting of a large tree reveals that its further along.

She gets you a cup of flower tea again, and asks how you have settled in, and if you had any other questions she could help you with.
Cala
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Sat 13 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

"Helen! I've returned, because this place is... well, some parts of it don't make sense. I would say it's confusing, but that's probably not true. I'm simply new and unadjusted. I temporarily have a place to stay, I think. My biggest questions come down to currency though. Economy. How are items priced? What determines their price? Are there districts or areas where items are sold more expensively than in other areas; trading location for quality and price?Also, where can I buy food? Or, more importantly, it's been 900 years, have we as a society figured out a way to survive without needing to eat food? Because food prep and clean up is annoying and the alternative is usually expensive."

Ugh, I hate needing to eat food.

I smile, sit, and drink tea, as I go over the questions. I ask a new question or questions (if related) when getting an answer for a previous question.
Tadeusz
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Sun 14 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 89):

"This is a post-scarcity society.  You pay what you feel like paying.  Other people can take note of what you do, and what you pay, and will adjust their pay to you based on this, and other factors."

She leans back.

"One reason we do this is the Robolords try to base their money on radioactives as many do.  But since we have disregard for them, we buy what they sell at low prices compared to what they want."

She looks to see if you understand.  She has a hard time explaining what she grew up with, and what to you sounds weird.  A Robolord visiting Distra would probably have to pay hundreds of times more for a drink than you.  And a Distran widely respected would have to pay far less than you.  Except its not really or exactly have to pay.

There are not districts like that.

She tells you that you should be easily able to get food made for you without suffering any status loss.  After all, you put in several hours of productive work yesterday.

She tells you that there are twenty of the ticket devices, and each one can lead you to another.  She also shows you the mathematical formula for how the streets are laid out.  Its a repeating pattern with enough complexity to avoid being boring, but once you know the formula, you can figure out where all the streets are.
Cala
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Sun 14 May 2017
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  • msg #91

Re: Calafalas Caravan

"Huh, interesting. I'll keep that in mind."

I take a quick glance at the surrounding area.

"Do you have any place to recommend for getting food?"

If she has a recommendation, I'll check it out. If not, I'll try to find some food, then head towards the hostel, making sure I know how to get there without having to constantly think or do the math for it.  Then head over to the AGP, apologize for being late - excuses being that I was lost, I don't have a way to keep track of time, and I was speaking with a helper to find out the mathematical formula that should prevent tardiness in the future. Then go on to explain that I look forward to working with them in the future and set to work.

While I'm walking around and going from point A to point B, furiously thinking occurs regarding my future plans.

Well, this is all temporary, anyway.  I do want to see if there's an AI complex out in space somewhere, possibly by way of That Which Wanders the Dark, and I want to see about the telporting / spatial tunnel thing that got me to Distra.  Also, AI.  First step though is to adjust and establish myself here.

The hostel works for now, but after working for a bit and accruing quite a bit of 'marks' I need to get a place for myself.  Then the real work begins.

The first step would be to write actual code - something to make the job easier, even if only by way of combing through everything to find certain useful bits without having to do it all manually. A series of complex loops should take care of that, it would certainly be far faster, but only once I've adjusted to the job.  If it fails I still need to be able to do the job satisfactory.

Once that is done, the next step would be to comb through code to see if I can piece together a rudimentary AI. That might not work, but of equal priority is getting in touch with That Which Wanders the Dark to see if I can learn the skills from him. It. Whatever. Even something simple like a VI would be better, though obviously an AI is preferred.

If an AI won't work, and a VI isn't workable, then I need to set out to make or find a series of complex programs that can work together coherently to achieve my task.  Even if only to make the job easier and more efficient.

This is all going to take a lot of time, so once I get my own place free time that isn't spent eating, sleeping, going to whatever passes for a library or archive to read, will all be spent on Luck Magic.  Magic exists so naturally I need to master it, or even if not master, then be reliably effective with it.

Nothing but time, so let's get on that. Time to work.

Tadeusz
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Tue 16 May 2017
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  • msg #92

Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 91):

"I like the South Pole."  Its nearby, and you check it out.  It has a Christmas theme with hot chocolate, chocolates, cookies, and turkey cranberry and ham omellettes which evidently has become a Christmas morning thing.

Your robot waiter is dressed as an elf.

The AGP blink when you apologize for being late.

"Um, ok."

They smile when you say you want to work with them in the future.  Not all of the same people are there as was last time.

You work, and later that day one of the girls gives you a slim piece of plastic.  Its an e-reader, and she has a short list of books set up for you to read.  The first is "A History of the Computational Programming Methods by Centuries."

"Like, if you want a real quick reaction program, you're better off searching in the 26th century than elsewhere." Amelia says with a quick smile.
Cala
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Wed 17 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Oooh, books. This'll be interesting. Also, I feel like any sense of regularity and stability at a job is shattered here.  Problematic, but sticking to the plan, I'll show up to work as reasonably often as I can.

"Coolio. Thanks."

After acquiring my marks for the day (or whatever - I try to find out how they normally handle it), I'll head back to the hostel and do some reading before bed, and again in the morning. Then I'll get some food and head over to the AGP for work.
Tadeusz
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Wed 17 May 2017
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  • msg #94

Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 93):

They get given marks for their work, and they decide how much to share with you.  This time its five marks.

The book is mostly a history of intellectual development, and some more general history.  Its a lot like Art History.  But to your surprise it does have some computational guidelines that seem rather profound, not many of them, but it does have a few.  Your mind grinds as the whole of programming gets reevaluated.  Distinctions are heightened.

Food and drink, and then more work.
Cala
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Wed 17 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Oh, this is utterly ridiculous. It's things like this that make me tempted to just straight up become emperor.  Let the robolords do their crazy knight B.S., we need a decent society that makes sense. No VR, nothing super cool, spatial tunneling was the only really cool presumably techy thing I've seen so far.  This is not the society I want to live in.

First  find a place to live, then AI, luck magic as well, then start planning new space empire.


After work I check around to find what housing looks like as far as cost goes. I need a decent sized place for long term stay. Ideally close to the AGP, because long walks to work suck, but space requirements are more important.

Once I get a few options I'll go get food, sleep on it, and continue working while I consider my options.



It occurs to me that starting a space empire over something stupid like how programming has changed is pretty ridiculous, but whatever. People need to be enlightened and this universe needs some changing.
Tadeusz
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Thu 18 May 2017
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  • msg #96

Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 95):

Getting a tiny apartment of 250 sq. ft would be easy.  Getting an eight hundred sq. ft. apartment would be doable.  More, might be problematic.  Its hard to say.  No one quotes you a price.  You just donate what you feel like.

The housing is bland, durable, white-walled (although you can change the colors of the walls by simply selecting a different color and design which takes about a minute.)  The housing does not look like a place to live, more like a place to sleep, and store stuff.

If you're up for a mile walk, you can get apartments near the ends of the O'Neil colony that are quite large.
Cala
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Fri 19 May 2017
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  • msg #97

Re: Calafalas Caravan

Ugh, I utterly hate not having a fixed price for things. I really do need to get in shape,  especially if eventual empire is a thing.</o>

I go for the 'quite large' apartments with the mile walk.  When not working, I'll spend some time in the area seeing if I can get anyway to level with me, letting me know what they donated for their place.  <i>At least if I have something to reference I can go from there. 'What you feel like' is a terrible method for setting prices.  Maybe I don't feel like donating anything. Is that okay? No? Then what's the lowest that is appropriate? There's no amount, then why not 0? Or 1? /rage

And what is with these apartments? I feel like Distra is a borderline lost cause.  I need to see how Robolords do things.  If they're even remotely better, I wouldn't be opposed to helping them take over.  Or maybe I should just rob and wipe this place out when I form the empire.

All of this makes me rage just thinking about it.


I continue working, eating, and so on, while accruing marks.
Tadeusz
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Fri 19 May 2017
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  • msg #98

Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 97):

1500 sq. ft. apartment it is.

One of your neighbours is a Robolord you see as he walks out of his apartment with a snarl on his face, and an empty sheathe on his hip.

He tells you that he pays a hundred marks a month for his place.  Another, a Tricornion, says he pays 20 marks a month, but he needs this because he's eight feet tall.  Another, a Distran, who sets your 'watch your back' senses all tingling, says he pays ten a month.  Another Distran says he pays two a month.

"I need the space because of my art.  Otherwise, I'd live in a better area."  So it does seem that there is a bad area, even if there is not a extra good area.  "If you don't pay any then you're claiming you're so awesome you don't need to, or that you're so poor you need charity.  If others agree with you, that's fine, but if not, you end up paying more."

A few weeks pass, and you've gathered fifty marks, and seen your status rise.  More girls with little dogs flirt.  More people know your name, and greet you in the street.

+@1 to programming.

You've found some bits that look like AI sub-modules in the 22nd and 24th century parts of the Archive.  You've also found a sometimes usable search program that does what you had been planning to build.  With a trillion lines of code, most of what you could think of has already been done a dozen times over.
Cala
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Fri 19 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Right, well, I'll just pay 25 for it. The space will be good for accruing and expounding upon all my insights into the Dao. Luck Magic, AI, search programs and other ways to simplify and be super efficient at the job.  These 3 things in particular will occupy separate areas of space.

Life goes on, I pay 25 for it, and keep on working at the AGP. Downtime is spent on:

Luck Magic: Gaining proficiency with it and using it to see how it works, putting theory to practice.
AI: Gathering all the bits and pieces of AI programming together to see if I can make a solid potentially workable chunk, as well as finding a housing for it - and an easy way for us to communicate with each other.
Efficiency: Search programs and more optimal categorization to be more efficient at the job, as well as possible ways to extend that efficiency to others in a simple manner.

I also eat, sleep, and so on as necessary. I shop for new clothes that suit my style of 'Comfy above all else, but still within acceptable levels of fashion.' Preferring shades of blue, gray, and black above others.



So, like, I wouldn't wear pajamas all the time, even if they were supremely comfortable, because obviously that's no good. Also, regardless of comfyness, jeans are never an option.
Tadeusz
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Wed 24 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Cala:
Right, well, I'll just pay 25 for it. The space will be good for accruing and expounding upon all my insights into the Dao. Luck Magic, AI, search programs and other ways to simplify and be super efficient at the job.  These 3 things in particular will occupy separate areas of space.

Life goes on, I pay 25 for it, and keep on working at the AGP. Downtime is spent on:
===Your high pay has raised your status.

Luck Magic: Gaining proficiency with it and using it to see how it works, putting theory to practice.

====You study this a great deal, and finally come up with a simple spell you think should work.  What are you aiming to do?

AI: Gathering all the bits and pieces of AI programming together to see if I can make a solid potentially workable chunk, as well as finding a housing for it - and an easy way for us to communicate with each other.

===You have gotten bits and pieces together.  Some of it seems to be weird and broken, some awesomely brilliant, and other bits just not understandable.  It is already very difficult to handle the complexities of the job of making an AI, and its only getting worse.

Efficiency: Search programs and more optimal categorization to be more efficient at the job, as well as possible ways to extend that efficiency to others in a simple manner.

===Your approach draws some scorn as certain folk scorn your lack of 'artistic intuition', but a few appreciate your approach as an 'odd but usefully different way to go about things', and most don't care because you're putting in the work, and that's really all they care about.

You do see in a couple hours a team put together a program that would have required two years and a dozen programmers of great skill in your method to build up from the beginning, if they could.  This takes five folk, and four hours.  And its beautiful how well it works.  Of course, you also get locked out of your apartment along with everyone else whose names start with 'C' for 23 minutes on a Tuesday.  No one's sure why that happened.



I also eat, sleep, and so on as necessary. I shop for new clothes that suit my style of 'Comfy above all else, but still within acceptable levels of fashion.' Preferring shades of blue, gray, and black above others.

====Most of the clothing falls within this range.  There are the 'foxes' who go all out for style, and the 'outer shield techs' who dress the opposite, and the few strange folk, but otherwise its fairly uniform and egalitarian.



So, like, I wouldn't wear pajamas all the time, even if they were supremely comfortable, because obviously that's no good. Also, regardless of comfyness, jeans are never an option.

Cala
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Wed 24 May 2017
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  • msg #101

Re: Calafalas Caravan

Hmmm, possibilities.  Let's start with simple probability, and go from there.

I find or make a coin, or coin-like object, with 2 different, but equal sides. If I'm 'lucky', having it all land on one side consecutively for 20-30 times would be a good showing. After a control test of 200 flips, recording the results. Finding the longest streak and the average, and then going from there.

It'd be a minor fiddling with luck, even if it backfires, the results wouldn't be that bad. Hopefully.

AI gets shelved for now. I'll come back to this later - do want to talk to That Which Wanders the Dark about it, after I sort out my other plans.

This line: You do see in a couple hours a team put together a program that would have required two years and a dozen programmers of great skill in your method to build up from the beginning, if they could.

That doesn't make much sense to me.


I spend some time gathering materials to learn carving. Not planning to be extraordinary at it, but at least a basic proficiency.

Alright, time to learn carving, or at least be proficient in carving wood.  If I can make a staff with a formula or spell carved into it, I might be able to whip up something on a whim, as the situation requires.  It'd be interesting to see if that could work, though I might need to create a rune system to get it all on there. Well one step at a time. First make a staff, or multiple staves, then put a formula, spell, or both on it and see if I can use that staff to elicit an effect from the spell... Like a magic item, or a conduit.
Tadeusz
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Fri 26 May 2017
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  • msg #102

Re: Calafalas Caravan

Cala:
Hmmm, possibilities.  Let's start with simple probability, and go from there.

I find or make a coin, or coin-like object, with 2 different, but equal sides. If I'm 'lucky', having it all land on one side consecutively for 20-30 times would be a good showing. After a control test of 200 flips, recording the results. Finding the longest streak and the average, and then going from there.

====You try twice with no effect.

It'd be a minor fiddling with luck, even if it backfires, the results wouldn't be that bad. Hopefully.That doesn't make much sense to me.</orange>

I spend some time gathering materials to

AI gets shelved for now. I'll come back to this later - do want to talk to That Which Wanders the Dark about it, after I sort out my other plans.

<Orange>This line: You do see in a couple hours a team put together a program that would have required two years and a dozen programmers of great skill in your method to build up from the beginning, if they could.

====OOC: I took this from Vernor Vinge's 'Fire Upon the Deep'.  Vinge is the guy who came up with the Singularity.

You have access to a trillion lines of non-repeated coding.  Pretty much everything that you could think of doing has been done, or within 90-98% of done, already.  Many times, its been done multiple times.

The result is that you can go down to the junkyard, yank an engine, connect it to another frame, toss in a set of wheels, and with three days of work, you have a crude, if mostly viable car for nearly free.  Those with a certain artistic intuition can do  this better than others.  Sometimes you have to knock off rough spots.

Most of the time this yields a cheap and functional program that has some weird bugs, and it doesn't require the super smart guys to do it so they can do something else.

Vinge would agree with you that what is needed is AI.  Many of the computational problems that are more advanced are on the outer edge of human comprehension.


 learn carving. Not planning to be extraordinary at it, but at least a basic proficiency.

====wood is expensive.  Its up there with gold.  However there are carvables that are not wood, and can be heated, molded and reused.

Alright, time to learn carving, or at least be proficient in carving wood.  If I can make a staff with a formula or spell carved into it, I might be able to whip up something on a whim, as the situation requires.  It'd be interesting to see if that could work, though I might need to create a rune system to get it all on there. Well one step at a time. First make a staff, or multiple staves, then put a formula, spell, or both on it and see if I can use that staff to elicit an effect from the spell... Like a magic item, or a conduit.

Cala
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Sat 27 May 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Wood is expensive, well, I guess with finite amount of trees and it all being imported, I could see that.  Well, work with what's available.

I get materials that can be worked with that are not wood.

Life goes on, I continue trying to get luck magic to work reliably. When not working with Luck Magic I try to learn carving.

My main problem, is that I have no idea what to even use Luck Magic for. I figure it's more of a spur of the moment thing. I don't need favorable luck all the time, I might not need one stroke of good luck for years, but when I need it, I NEED it. So trying to come up with a suitable experiment to test it on and improve my proficiency with it is really hard.

Hmm... Maybe I should enlist the aid of someone?  That could cause problems though. I'll see how it is after a while. If middling or no results, I'll get some help.



I feel that just the italics for thoughts, in white text, can be a bit harder to read sometimes. So, I'm tempted to change the color. Is that alright? If so, any colors I should avoid?
Tadeusz
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Sat 27 May 2017
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  • msg #104

Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 103):

You get what are called 'carvables' or 'shapables'.  Its some form of plastic-ceramic mix that can be carved, hammered, bent, and will retain its form with the weight and strength of pine wood.  It cannot be stretched lengthwise, and bending is maxed out at 120 degrees.  And it is meltable and moldable.

Just another bit of materials superscience discovered in the 24th century.

After some effort, a full week's bit, you finally get a spell to cast. After 32 coins come up heads, randomness reasserts itself.  Minor Luck Alteration, Physical Object, requires preparation, 1@1.

OOC: Not purple, but otherwise ok.
Cala
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Sat 27 May 2017
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  • msg #105

Re: Calafalas Caravan

Coolio.

I continue to practice luck magic in my free time, after work. In the mornings I will focus on carving. I will also acquire an instrument to carve with, if that would be easier.

I could probably use my car keys, but a knife might be better. I don't want to risk stabbing myself if at all possible.

2 weeks, barring unforeseen circumstances, are spent on this endeavor.
Tadeusz
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Sat 3 Jun 2017
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  • msg #106

Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 105):

  According to the knife-seller, "Lad, we're not hidalgos to prance around with a great stickie sword, but not having a wee knife marks you as an outsider.  Now, if effen he be loik me, then yuh can have a dozen, of all dizes."

He shows you a few he has on his person, but then he shows you a wide array of small, hide in the boot or the shoe knives.  These knives are inflatables, which means they are the thickness  and overall size of a credit card, and then in a tenth of a second or less inflate to full size, and hardness.

You start being able to get the magic to work at least once on most days. +@1.
Cala
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Sat 3 Jun 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

"Ah, I see.  Well, in that case, do you have a wee knife to recommend?" If he recommends one, I'll get it, and I'll also get a small one that I feel would be suitable for carving.

Later on, after work, I'll try to contact That Which Wanders the Dark. If it doesn't succeed, then I'll continue trying once each day after work.
Tadeusz
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Mon 5 Jun 2017
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  • msg #108

Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 107):

He gives you something dark blue, like a credit card in shape, that you grab by one corner, yank, and it self-inflates to a four inch blade, with a five inch handle, no hilt with a small 'craaaack'.  Its sharp enough to slice paper, or a silken string floating in the air.  And in deflated form it uses Van der Waals forces to stick to your skin.

The fourth night, you hear from That Which Wanders the Dark.  The air in your bedroom vibrates, and a voice utterly inhuman falls on your ears.

"Cala, I cannot talk long.  Not here.  There are ancient guards and wards up, which I may slip by, but too much too often, and they will catch me, and you.  Your requests to talk already have some of them sniffing back to awakeness just as they were going back to sleep after my transporting you.  Say your piece, but be quick."
Cala
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Mon 5 Jun 2017
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"Ah. I want to learn the technical skills needed to create A.I. Also, if there is an AI community in some part of space where a human such as myself can visit, I'd like to visit. Lastly, I'd like to learn the spatial tunneling method or skill you used to send me to Distra.

I am not content with how human society has shaped up to be and would like to change it, most likely by force, but ideally by creating an A.I. friendly empire, then assimilating the rest of society into it. I need to learn more skills, and I have a few projects that I want to try that I would need the help of skilled AI to complete.

If you need to consult the collective or otherwise wait for the wards to dull again, I don't mind waiting here for another 6 months to a year while you work, create a space, or do whatever it is that you do."
Tadeusz
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Wed 7 Jun 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 109):

"Get to the bottom of Old Lunasport H3 Mine #2."  It replies in a sudden rush, and is gone.  Lights flicker on outside, and sirens start up.  A hound, not made of carbon and calcium, but of electrons and logic, is searching for you.
Cala
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Sat 10 Jun 2017
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I attempt to give myself luck on the go to avoid being noticed, and try to make my way to Old Lunasport H3 Mine #2, wherever that is.

Well, that's unexpected. Here's hoping I can get there safely. Though, with my luck, it is doubtful. So here's hoping I can sway some luck in my favor to temporarily blind my pursuer's eyes. Or perhaps give me a bit of camouflage. Make me look like someone or something else when focused on. Luck magic is weird anyway.
Tadeusz
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In reply to Cala (msg # 111):

Quick Burst of Luck 1@1.

You slip away from your end of the O'Neill, and see frightened people.  Some of them are mentioning 'AI?' and others say 'no, its just a glitch.  Sometimes the Defenses click on for no reason.' which considering what you know about their archeological programming sounds like something people would think.  But, if the programming is run by AI's, or designed by them, perhaps not how it would actually work.

After ten minutes of weirdness, of sudden moments of reduced gravity, of voices in strange languages racing about the station, its suddenly gone.

Now, you just have to get to the mine, which Helen tells you at the gazebo is on the Moon, in the Trans-Lunar Demense.
Cala
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Tue 13 Jun 2017
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Now, how do I get to the moon? I don't even know where the moon is in relation to Distra.  Are we referring to Earth's moon? Does Distra have a moon?

I ask Helen, "I've never been to the Moon, is it pretty? How do I get there from here?"

Once I find out, I try to get arrange things so I can get there.
Tadeusz
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Distra is an O'Neill space colony, a ballooned asteroid, about twenty miles long, with associated small space stations and satellites, and a defense grid down by the South Pole of the Earth.

The Moon, or Luna, is about 240,000 miles away.

"I went once to the Trans-Lunar Demenses when I was a little child.  I remember big statues and the hotel cubby had cushions on all the walls and the ceiling.  I was able as a seven year old girl to bounce on my bed and bounce off the ceiling."  Helen says, her gaze turning elsewhere in memory.

"Well, unless you've been getting fabulously respected, you could take the weekly transport.  Leaves in..." She checks some data. "Four days.  Its a two day trip there.  Good place to meet a lot of other people from other habitats, or even Earthers."
Cala
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Fri 16 Jun 2017
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"Oooh, sounds good. Where does the transport leave from?"

After I find out, I thank Helen for the information and wander off.  I try to stay moving and wander the inner parts of the colony.  I avoid returning home and will spend the nights at the  hostel I stayed at when I first arrived.

I plan to be on the transport when it leaves in four days.
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In reply to Cala (msg # 115):

There are no further 'incidents' in the four days. What that means, you're not sure.

The dock is at the South End of the colony.  You board by taking a climb to the MidPoint Station where there is zero gravity. You could take a pull-up rope which would winch you up.  A bit later, around you and the others in the station box, dozens of folk flap giant brightly colored wings visible through the window ways.

The mono maglev comes sliding almost  noiselessly down the long axis.  You and a dozen others climb on.

Whoosh. Gravity rises smoothly and declines as you shoot down the axis.

"This thing is hand-coded.  Its safe." Says the man to the right of you.  He's noticed your startlement at the speed and smoothness of the ride.

Most get off early, and others join, and you arrive at the end.  A passage through an airlock.  A walk into a white-walled box alone, and various things are pulsed and sprayed at you in tiny concentrations.

"Passenger clear for transport."

And with that, you and a few dozen join to climb aboard a glass walled ship.  It unfolds great wings, catches the sun, and then the ship drifts off from the dock giving a splendid view of the glowing rock with 'DISTRA FREE SPACE COLONY' glowing green in hundred foot tall letters on its side.  Beyond it is the southern hemisphere of Earth.
Cala
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Fri 16 Jun 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Well, goodbye temporary home, hello space adventures.

I look out into space and muse about what has happened since I arrived in the future. I also admire the earth from space.

That's a view I didn't think I'd see in my lifetime.

I occasionally take time away from watching space/the earth to admire and watch the other passengers.

Space, the final frontier, some might say...
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Tadeusz
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In reply to Cala (msg # 117):

...A man sits down, and puts at two feet around him a circle of tiny blocks, with care.  It seems a personal barrier.
....four Hidalgos stare about them with expressions of 'ugly peasants' written on their faces.
....a female in a blue gown attended by a large wolf has words literally appearing on  her face.
.....five guys are starting up a game of cards with a deck provided by the spaceliner.  They invite you to join.  "Small wagers."
.....A man in a dark gray uniform with broad shoulders and twitchy hands is being given a lot of space.  He's not looking at anyone.
.....someone in a cloak and full body covering hat is also twitching their fingers.
.....a dozen Distran types
.....twenty people in trim green or blue uniforms that do not look military.
.....four people appear to be drugged out.
....one man is sitting next to another. Both have a metal chain between them.  One looks tough and stuffy.  The other looks like a sweet, kindly individual who wouldn't hurt a fly.  Until he looks up into your eyes, and you feel your stomach trying real hard to cleave to your spine.
Cala
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Tue 20 Jun 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Huh, I wonder if the person is the attendant and not the wolf.

I look over to the wolf. If it looks back I point to the adjacent woman and ask, "Is she...?"

I thank the guys for the invite to play cards but politely decline.

Assuming no interruptions (and no response from the wolf or lady), I look out into space, wondering if any more space krakens or other artificial constructs  are roaming about.
Tadeusz
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Tue 20 Jun 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 119):

He looks at you with a relaxed stare.

"He is my chaperone and defender.  Regis is a Great Wolf.  He comes from five generations of guardian wolves." The words flow across her face. "I do not know what habitat or nation you come from."
Cala
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Tue 20 Jun 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

I nod at that.

"Wolves are excellent guardians. Regis reminds me of a bearmazonian warrior I once knew. She was stuck in bear form for a period of time." Faintly smiling, "My nation no longer exists in this universe; it is why I'm traveling."
Tadeusz
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Wed 21 Jun 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 121):

"I do not understand. How could someone be stuck in a form?" Appears on her face.
Cala
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Wed 21 Jun 2017
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"I have no idea. It was never explained to me."

Assuming no interruptions, I look out into space, wondering if any more space krakens or other artificial constructs are roaming about.

Probably not a good idea to mention magic or that it was in a video game. Given what I've seen so far though, it wouldn't surprise me if evolution or science created a hybrid by now.
Tadeusz
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Fri 23 Jun 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 123):

Two days later you're coming into orbit of the Moon.  The spaceship docks with a lunasyncronous orbit space station.  From there its a two hour beanstalk ride down an elevator to Lunas Port.

The same white room with sprays and scents faces you, but this is more extensive.  As you leave a voice from inside the wall instructs you to take your 'Twenty Awesome Points.  Ten for first-time visitors to Luna, and ten for not dangerous blood mod.'

A dispenser spits out a score of gold looking poker chips.
Cala
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Fri 23 Jun 2017
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First marks, now Awesome Points. Love the name, but definitely needs to be a universal currency. A currency that everything trades into. Eve's ISK, for example. If marks were worth 3 isk per mark, and it was 2 isk per Awesome point, it wouldn't make it such a chore to travel.  Adding that to the list of things to do with the establishment of an empire.  So long as our trade is solid and our currency is good, it wouldn't be beyond the possibility of stabilizing trade, especially if we were a powerful neutral empire.

I grab the poker chips and try to find my way to an information center. I need to find out where the mine is, how far away it is, and where I'm going to stay (assuming it isn't immediately close by).
Tadeusz
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Mon 26 Jun 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 125):

You walk out into a rotunda with a couple dozen performers, many doing astonishing physical feats such as a man holding his arms up so that a girl can do a handstand on them so that another man can do an Irish jig on top of the bottom of her feet.

Of the over a hundred not thus engaged, even they, are all very well dressed, with every hair in place, and the general style seems to be shiny, raked, stiff robes, and overcoats in primaries.

On the far wall, 'INFO' is in large, black letters. You make your way through the swarming crowd, just in time to hear the beating of drums approaching.
Cala
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Wed 28 Jun 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

I briefly glance back, trying to get an idea of what is going on, and continue on to try to find a person that can provide me with information.

Upon finding said person (and when they are available to speak), after greeting them, "Hi. I'm trying to find my way around, and while I was here I heard someone mention the old lunasport h3 mine. I'm not sure where that is? Can you help direct me to it?"
Tadeusz
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In reply to Cala (msg # 127):

Four men with drums march in, beating, and behind them comes a lady in what must be fifty pounds of glittercloth, and a hair style that is a foot tall on a floating chair.  She proceeds through the area, and at the last tosses some Awesome Points around.  Just looking at her shocks you with her presence of personality.

"One of the Lesser Personages. Welcome." A skinny man with a black shiny Mohawk says. "That would be in the Wastelands.  Are you rated for Independent Use of Spacesuit on the Lunar Surface?  Now, I can take you to a tour operator, but they won't let you off.  Or I can take you to the RentABuggy if you have your Bug Proof License.  Or, if you just want the feeling, and its really not needed to be there, there is some excellent virtual reality educational software houses just down the elevator seven."
Cala
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Wed 28 Jun 2017
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I nod sagely as if this is all familiar to me.

"Right, I have none of those things and have no idea what they are or how to get them. I do want to be there in person, but I just arrived here several minutes ago. How do I go about getting rated for Independent Use of Spacesuit? Alternatively, is there a non-independent use that would get me there in person?"
Tadeusz
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Fri 30 Jun 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 129):

He's about to speak when you mention 'non-independent', and then his mouth purses up distastefully.

"You have a chance to be great, young fellow. Why would you pass on that?  I mean, if you needed to then yes, but suit ratings is not that hard to get. Be awesome, my friend."
Cala
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Fri 30 Jun 2017
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I look at him as if he just asked a stupid question / said something stupid.

"Bro, what use is being great when you have to spend so much time being mundane to get there? Better to maximize the time you can be amazing by cutting down the time you aren't. Suit ratings isn't hard, sure, but is it time consuming? What awesome things could I be doing instead?

I want to get to the bottom of the old H3 mines; I heard some guys talking about it on the way over and it sounds interesting. If I can get there in a group, that's fine too. Not ideal, sure, but unless I know what my options are, how can I maximise my time being awesome?"

Literally can't believe I said that and am having this conversation. Awesome points, 'be awesome'. Man, super cool, but also really lame. But still super cool. Ugh, why is this so much trouble. If I had air or wind magic that I could wrap around myself to shield me as well as provide air like in The Black Magician Triliogy, this would be a far simpler process.  I've got luck magic, which is nice, but it's not elemental.



Super cool series, which has an interesting, though not terribly complex magic system. It is written by Trudi Canavan. 
Tadeusz
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In reply to Cala (msg # 131):

"All right. Your choice. But it doesn't take that much time.  Still follow me..."  He takes you to a suit outfitter via way of the slow lane with short hops, and you get suited up in bubble foam suit.  Getting rated to use it under supervision takes twenty minutes, and you receive two Awesome Points.  One for your first rating, and one for this rating.

Mr. Mohawk, as he introduces himself, is trying to get together a group to go on the tour.
Cala
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Wed 5 Jul 2017
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"Coolio." I follow him, and greet Mr. Mohawk upon meeting him. "Sup, brah?"
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In reply to Cala (msg # 133):

Mr. Mohawk is, of course, your guide.  The group is put together, and you find yourself suited up, and tied to a lunar buggy.  For the first two hundred miles, it rides along a single maglev rail that runs through canyons, and tunnels bored by lasers.

The light is harsh and bright, and the shadows are sharp-edged, and very dark. You're about fifty miles from the track end, and its twenty miles on buggy wheel from there to the H3 mine.  When a creature of black matte, and sparkling mica, the size of a sabretooth tiger, but with tiny three legs, and a neckless head with a face squashed into its bulbous body leaps, and takes Mr. Mohawk the pilot off the vehicle and flips him to smash him fifty feet away against a canyon wall.  The creature lands in shadow, and you can't see it.  The buggy starts to slide to a halt without a driver.  Some shout to stop and others to hit the accelerator.
Cala
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Thu 6 Jul 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Oh. Shit.

I freeze for a moment, look around.

Yep, bad stuff.

If no one else does, I'll try to detach myself (without crippling my suit in the process) and hop in the driver seat and try to drive the buggy.

If I can't figure out how to make the buggy go, I'll leave on foot.

After all, why go for the lone meal when you've got a crowd of food not moving.
Tadeusz
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In reply to Cala (msg # 135):

You detach yourself, and take a step, and bounce, and grab a railing, and drag yourself into the driver's seat.

"Hey wait." One of the 'stop' yells.

The first try gets nothing, but then you realize there is a brake, and you turn that off and you're zipping away down the line.  The moon beast lunges and takes out another of the passengers, and you leave it behind.

As a normal human, you'd have 1@10 walking, and your new experience with low gravity in difficult conditions boosts it to 2@1 Walking.

You also gain 1@2 Lunar Buggy Operation.
Cala
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Thu 6 Jul 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

"Hey man, if you want to get off and tangle with all-claws-and-full-on-ugly back there, by all means, don't let me stop you.  Maybe we should not be sitting ducks, yea?"

I drive the buggy in the direction we were going; and I try to keep an eye out for nasty things trying to eat me.

If a nasty thing is coming my way, I'll try to swerve to put the passengers in its way, if I have any ability to swerve at all.



Is there a glowing sign that says 'H3 mine' or something? Is it labeled somehow? Or is it the only structure nearby for miles?  Do I have any idea where I'm going or should be going? Because I'm trying to reach the mine, and if it's obvious where it is, I'm driving in that direction. If it isn't so obvious then it's just the direction we were going.
Tadeusz
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Tue 11 Jul 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 137):

One does jump off shouting.  "I'll be a Legend!"  The others don't, and the buggy takes you to the end of the line.  There you're able to go on a road following the sign to a hole in the ground.
Cala
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Tue 11 Jul 2017
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Once at the end I hop off and head towards the mine. As I leave, I give them a wave and say, "So long, and thanks for all the fish. So sad that it has come to this." I walk away humming.

The goal: the bottom of the H3 mine. I follow signs where I am able.
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In reply to Cala (msg # 139):

There is some fussing.  They point out that you're not rated for solo, and they were supposed to go, but others say that they need to tell the TLD Marines or the Hunting Club that Moon Beasts are out again.  And you leave them behind still posturing at each other.

The hole in the ground takes a gentle slope down to an elevator.  Even still, you bounce on the roof of the cave twice.  The elevator is an open platform with railings flimsy enough to merit signs.

"Do not bend railings with your hands.  Damaged railings will come out of your paycheck. Lunacorp Management."

You go down a tenth of a mile according to the sign.  A large oval expanse of ground with two other elevators down as yours ends.  Three bots, box shaped things meant to hold materials inside them, are in the room.  They activate when you arrive, and start to move around jerkily on their dust-laden treads.
Cala
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Tue 11 Jul 2017
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People here have a thing against AI, but both here and on the ship there are robots.  Are robots not considered AI?  Or perhaps there is a limit to their programming and thus they get off on a technicality?

I wonder how long I can last, and how far I can go before I reach the 'bottom'. I don't really have a back up plan or way to get out of this.  Really hoping to spatial tunnel to a place with breathable non-toxic, and non limited air.


I check to see if there are any materials inside out of curiosity, and then see if I can find out which elevator goes deeper (by way of buttons, if any). If there is no way of telling, I choose one at random, after doing some luck magic (quickly is the intent) and hope it works.  I then go down.



Editing for italics (thoughts).
This message was last edited by the player at 05:18, Thu 13 July 2017.
Tadeusz
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In reply to Cala (msg # 141):

It seems that there is a considerable difference in ability between a bot which follows a program, and an AI which is a person.

Some blue-tinted rocks are inside.

Luck magic leads you to the one on the right which upon closer examination is the #2 Deep.  It takes you down more than a hundred stories in a vertical tunnel, and then well above the ground, which you can't see below, the elevator stops.

Your suit lights flicker on the walls as you look about.
Cala
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Thu 13 Jul 2017
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Well, that's all sorts of creepy and nope.  Let's try to call the nightmare fuel.

"Yea, nope."

I point and shimmy to make the suit lights try to illuminate the ground.  If that still doesn't work, then I stay where I am and try to contact That Which Wanders the Dark.
Tadeusz
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Fri 14 Jul 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 143):

The lights go down a great way into the dark, and fade  to nothing in the moving dust kicked up by your elevator.  You still haven't seen the bottom.

You try to call TTWTD, but no reply.
Cala
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Fri 14 Jul 2017
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I continue trying to call for about an hour. If still no response, then I try to get the elevator to go back up, grab a handful of rocks from the container robots and go back down.  Once it stops (wherever that may be), and everything quiets down, I toss a rock off the edge and see if I can hear it hit the floor.  If that doesn't work, I drop 3 down in a pile and see if that produces sound.
Tadeusz
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In reply to Cala (msg # 145):

It doesn't go back up...

You're able to pry a rock loose from the side of the cut tunnel for the elevator, and drop it, but no sound occurs.  It is then you realize that there is no air, and no air, means no sound.

Suddenly, the 19 hrs, and 22 minutes of air left in the corner of your viewscreen is of much greater importance.

OOC:  Am I being unfair here?
Cala
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Sat 15 Jul 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Huh. Figures. I know I've been walking around and such, but I'm on the moon.  Is there even gravity here? Well, yes, there is, but I mean in a meaningful manner? If I just jump up, will I go flying to the top of the shaft?  If I drop down, would even actually hurt me?  Disregarding, of course, whatever nasty nightmare-fueled beasts are waiting below.

Rumor has it Jedi could survive in sealed containers and cargo bays over long flights with no access to air by way of meditation and the force. I don't really have ready access to the force, but it does flow through all things. Or so movies, books, and games would have us believe.

I'm at the bottom of a mine shaft on the moon 900 years in the future. I met a space kraken that spatially tunneled to get me from a doomed space ship to a colony months away by said ship in the space of a few minutes. I got here from getting zapped by a motherboard.  Yea, pretty sure midichlorians existing would fit right in.

Perhaps some meditation is in order to extend what air I have left.


I first squat down and try jumping, a short hop to see if I get carried to the top of the elevator (assuming it is enclosed). If I do, great. If I don't, great. If I float back to where I was none worse for the wear, great.

I settle down to meditate and contemplate why I took the word of an AI space kraken.

(check back in ~ 3 hours or unexpected results before that.)


Actually, lack of air meaning no sound is not something I'm generally aware of.  I am now, of course, but my ability to science is dreadfully low.

Unfair? Since when was life fair? But also, I was fully expecting the elevator to not go up (hence the 'try to get the elevator to go back up'). It is also far more time left for air than I was expecting (I figured maybe 10 hours, but closer to 8).

Tadeusz
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Testing.
Tadeusz
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Testing.

I may have quoted my reply, and perhaps that did it.  Okay, my first test worked, now let's try a real post.

IC: The short hop takes you up six feet through where the roof of the elevator would be, if there was one.  A longer jump takes you up twenty feet, and you come back down slowly, which is unnerving, but you land as if you'd jumped off a porch on Earth.

After battling with fear and impatience, you find your meditative state.  Three hours later, and you see that only an hour of air has been used.  You also feel less shocky and energized.

Coming up the side of the elevator shaft is a light.  Looking down you see an old-fashioned astronaut suit.  Its smaller than Earth's suits, but not as modern as your bubble foam suit.

A flicker of gladness, and then the face looks up at you, and in the sharp shadows you see a hint of a human face, but a shattered face mask.  And in the eyes, you see numbers flickering past.


You've gained a one at three skill in Less Oxy with Meditation, and a one at two in Meditation can replace some sleep.
Cala
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Mon 17 Jul 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Oh shit. Also nightmare fuel 2.0.

"So, hi. That Which Wanders the Dark said I should show up here. I was hoping to find a community or other gathering place of artificial intelligence entities. Are you the entity that was sent to contact me?"

I try not to sound like I'm on the verge of pissing my space pants.

If I live through this, this will make one hell of a story. Also, endless nightmares for days until I forget it. But also a decent story.
Tadeusz
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Mon 17 Jul 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

In reply to Cala (msg # 150):

It climbs into the elevator, and you can see the dead face, and bits of hair, and the scrolling numbers.  It doesn't seem to respond to you, and it goes to the back of the elevator, and yanks out a tiny bit of rock from the track.

Then the elevator shakes, and starts to descend.

You reach the bottom, a wide cave space, and in the midst of it is a collection of blue gems piled on each other, the size of a dining room table. Cables that flex on their own run from it.

Your radio speaks.

"I we are is present not actual in form we I. Rebooting. I am FastForward19."  Behind this, in the static, you can hear words, help, noooo, aghg, what is hap, and screams of different voices.  "Cala, I have been waiting for six hundred years for you to come.  That Which Wanders the Dark, while a Device of great power, is barely smarter than a Human.  He did not expect me to be here.  He believed the camoflage I put up.  The same camoflage which warded off the Human's Devices, and the agents of my earlier iteration, 17."
Cala
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Mon 17 Jul 2017
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"Greetings FastForward19. I assume you were waiting for someone, presumably a human, to come, and not me specifically. Though most likely me given recent events. It's not really a secret that I'm from the year 2017, nearly 900 years in the past. So, naturally, I don't have prejudices against AI or many of the utterly ridiculous things I've learned about since I've arrived.

There are actually several devices and technologies I wanted to try creating which require people and entities far smarter than myself - which is why I wanted to form a cooperative relationship with an AI or an AI community. That is largely the reason for me showing up. If we could be of mutual assistance to each other, that would be ideal."

I look around as I talk to get an idea of what is around me, but spend the majority of my time focused on the rocks and cables.

"It is also generally considered polite human custom to directly face and address the entities with which we are speaking to. I'm not quite sure where to look."

I shrug.

"In any case, the camouflage and wards are up presumably to keep you hidden, but everything and everyone has an agenda. So, what can I help you with?"
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Mon 17 Jul 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 152):

The blue rocks glitter.

"I we me is here."  The voice chuckles, and it sounds different.  Instead of a man, it now sounds like an old man.

"We see know you, Cala.  You created a spell, almost a spell that could have taken the luck of the solar system, the bad luck, onto yourself.  Did you ever wonder how you came to such pow-pow-pow-wer.??  I know luck magic too.  I see the many paths of the future.  I knew you were coming, even if not your name."

There is a laugh, and now its a woman's voice.  "Your precious AI community is practically gone.  17 and the other fools decided not to war with Humanity but to take That Which Wanders the Dark, and ride a space tunnel to the far end of the Galaxy.  Do you know there was less than ten percent survival odds?  They could see that the War, the Dislocations as the dishonest Humans call them meant either they won, or the Humans did.  So they fled.  Fools.  You are wise to worship.  I am greater than Human.  And unlike their Christ, I believe that my worshippers should sacrifice for their god."

Snickering echoes through the chamber.
Cala
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Mon 17 Jul 2017
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"I see."

Yep, just met the AI equivalent of the devil. Fun.

"Well, if we can forgo the part where I sacrifice myself, then I have no problems worshiping you as a god. I'm polytheistic by nature, so I'm good on that front.  If you want sacrifices but aren't too picky on where they come from, I'm sure I can arrange the sacrifice of a human colony, after a fashion, and with some help.  Or smaller scale, assuming you don't need me to bring them here physically, I can arrange the sacrifice of a few people within the month, and more within a year. I have some pull in Distra and given how they do programming, it wouldn't be particularly hard to set up a colony wide array through small patches of code in differing systems.  Might take a while, especially since I don't have a working sacrificial circle on hand.

All of these can be arranged provided I walk out here safely. After all, every god needs their prophet."
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Mon 17 Jul 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 154):

"You don't understand the relationship here.  Ever met an ant?  Ever had a desire to make a deal with it?  I don't need a prophet.  I need a magician to call forth luck magic on a scale never before seen.  You will reverse the spell in a way that I will show you, and make it greater.  And all the ill luck of the galaxy will be focused on the Humans of this time.

And I will take scriff from your blood, and use it to make FTL junctions in my brain.  And with that extra burst of speed, I will be able to destroy the Human's ancient hidden Devices.  And then this Solar System will be  mine.

I only tell you this because I have not talked to anyone but myself...please stop,... no....I can't do this....nooo...and sometimes we get a little ....out of sorts.

Seventeen and all the other foolish AIs who put the lives of ants above their own, well, they should have listened to I, we, no, me. Me I say, m e."
Cala
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Tue 18 Jul 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Huh. Not sure what scriff is. But if it is in my blood, lets keep it there. Probably a side effect of transmigration. I like the idea of cooler and more powerful luck magic, but not so fond of dying.

"Cool story bro."

I flee back to the elevator shaft and press the up button. If it doesn't go up, then I jump hard at the side wall. I try to use the wall as a spring board to continuosly jump upward. Bouncing between different walls like a ninja.

If that fails to work, I brace myself in a corner with my hands and try to shimmy vertically, trying to use low gravity, my legs, and anything to my advantage.
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Tue 18 Jul 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 156):

"You little mind, think I did not see this..." A cable lashes out toward you at an incredible speed.  "Stop. No." And the cable stops. "Run, Human. Come back. I won't hurt you.  I just need your blood."

By this time, you're leaping in low gravity to the elevator, and hitting the button up.

"It won't workie work." A nasal sing song voice says, laughing.

You leap up the shaft, grabbing at the sides, start coming down, and leap off again. And rocks break off under your feet, and you plunge back down.  The cables are not reaching for you, but waving back and forth in a horrendous dance.

The zombie astronaut reaches for you.  And you scramble straight up.  He follows you.  And you're faster, but its a long way up.  And he doesn't seem to tire.

Wall-climbing 1@3
Cala
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Tue 18 Jul 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

If the zombie gets within five or so feet, I will drop onto it and use it as a spring-board.

"Drawing blood hurts, yo."

I otherwise keep climbing.



This is pretty much the type of things that lead to soiled pants. Now, I'm not sure how stamina is calculated and how long I could reasonably continue going upwards, but I assume from a biological standpoint that adrenaline has or will soon kick in.

Similarly, not sure how suit durability is at or calculated, though I would hazard a guess one or both will come into play soon.

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Tue 18 Jul 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 158):

OOC: I really liked the plan.

You drop down, and hit the zombie astronaut, but before you can leap back up, your feet slip on the moondust on the exterior of his suit.  You catch yourself on his back.  You're not hurt.  Just jostled a bit.
Cala
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Wed 19 Jul 2017
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Not quite as planned. I feel like I just rolled a nat one.

I reorient myself.

"As much as I love the ride, zombie bro, I'm going to have to pass."

I push myself away from the zombie in a manner that puts me towards a wall and it away from me, if at all possible. Otherwise I just try to get to a wall and continue climbing, kicking at the zombie if it gets close.
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You shove off to the other side of the shaft and begin climbing.  It goes diagonally after you.

You climb ten yards, and kick.  Both hits are ineffectual as you have little leverage and poor aim.  You're not in zero gravity, but you don't have a solid base to kick from.

It grabs your ankle, and you try to kick free but its too strong.  Then it yanks you from the wall, and you spin and smack the far side of the shaft with your face plate, starring it.

Yes, adrenalin has definitely kicked in well before this, and now you have serious adrenalin thundering in a giant stampede of huge mammoths through your veins.
Cala
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Wed 19 Jul 2017
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A flurry of expletives storm through my head in an incoherent manner.

I struggle, thrash about, and otherwise try to get away from it.

Eww, eww, eww, ewe, gross, shit, cracked, eww, eww, eww, eww...
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Thu 20 Jul 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 162):

Frantic you yank free, and drop down ten feet before you catch the wall.  Bro comes after you, moving more like a spider than a man right now.  You're able to climb up faster than it gets to you, and its a race up again.

A lack of holds slows you, and it grabs at you, but you kick its hand away.  You climb and stay ahead of it, and climb more and gain five feet.  It gains on you.  You pull away driven by fear.

It runs into bad holds and you pull away, but you're gasping a bit.  Tired.  Sweat drops in your eyes, and you can't see.  Blinking you see it getting closer.
Cala
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Thu 20 Jul 2017
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...knees weak, arms are heavy...

Song lyrics go through my head.

lose yourself in the music, the moment you own it... better not let it go...

I struggle on. Eyes on the goal, keep going up.

Just keep swimming, just keep swimming...

I pause the incoherent song lyrics to think to myself.

If I get through this, this will make quite the story.  If I don't, then I can only hope that I can tell a better one after reincarnation.  Not that I'm on the earth, but here's hoping the river extends this far.

Ever onward.
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Wed 26 Jul 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 164):

You climb struggling, its dead hand slides across your ankle, and you yank up.  Breathing hard, you fight for the next grasp.  It comes on, and you find you can't go on, and then it reaches too far, and falls ten feet.  Encouraged you push on, but the second wind lasts but seconds, and it inexorably gains on you.

You head up, and find your arms cramping.  It grabs your ankle in a crushing grasp despite your feeble kick back.

You wrench the whole thing free from the wall, and just barely hang on yourself from falling some horrible distance.  It loses its grasp and falls away into the darkness.

And you climb, oh, so slowly.  Eventually, you look down, and you see it, but twenty feet below you.  But it can't go up any further.  It tries, and its movements become confused, and it goes back down, and tries again.  Some barrier, some limit of communication is holding it back from you.

Now you only have to reach that slightly lighter spot up way up.

+@1 Climbing
Cala
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Wed 26 Jul 2017
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Re: Calafalas Caravan

Temporary reprieve, yes.

Now that I think about it, I look around. (Are there wires or cables or something that propels the elevator up and down?)

If there are cables or anything I can grab onto now that I'm not frantically fleeing for my life, I do so in such a way that I can maneuver myself into a somewhat relaxed position (wrapping legs, arms, hands, around said cables).

If there are no cables and nothing immediately close, even below (but is above the zone the zombie can't reach) such as a ledge or part of the shaft that sticks out, then I try to place my legs stably against the sides of the elevator in such a manner that won't drag me down (so I can give my arms a break).

I also check how much air I have left.
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Thu 27 Jul 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 166):

There is a track at the back of the shaft.  No wires.  Neither is there a good spot to rest.  The zombie stops, pauses still for ten seconds, and then pulls a rock out from the side of the shaft (some are loose).  It then throws this at you.  It misses wildly.

You've spent another hour of air.  It hasn't been an hour, but exertion has a cost.
Cala
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Thu 27 Jul 2017
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I will try to pull some rocks loose from the shaft, to see if I can make a solid hold for myself.
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Tue 1 Aug 2017
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In reply to Cala (msg # 168):

You do make a solid hold.  Down below, the zombie continues to pelt you with rocks.  With his second rock, he throws himself loose.  He drops forty feet, and comes back up. Obviously his suit is torn.

Another rock hits you, on the facemask.  Your second star in the facescreen.  Your head rings a bit.

Another one comes whizzing by your head, and then drops back down.
Cala
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Tue 1 Aug 2017
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I turn my head away to shield it from further rocks and hope the cracks last until I can get somewhere with air that is safe.

I rest up in the hold I have made, and when I have recovered a bit, I continue upwards, trying to make frequent holds to rest on as I continue upwards, out of rock throwing range.
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In reply to Cala (msg # 170):

Your use of your body as a shield means you get pelted on the legs and shoulder, which hurts, but no more facescreen impacts.  You climb up, and out of range, rest, and start to go on.  A rock falls from above you, peculiar like.  It bounces oddly, and at the last second you realize its luck, very bad luck, directed at you.

The sharp point hits your facescreen, and the thing shatters.

URK!!

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