psychic bridge 1 again (humans --> Beastfolk)

[claudiometer]

Another update from on high.

Orwell's convinced there's some kind of corporate sabotage going on, so that's fun. Trying to figure out how much I can do without putting my overlay on the line.

They're also asking if any of us want to go down there in person and scare you guys into behaving, which has about a snowball's chance in hell of working, but I for one look forward to this blowing up in their faces. That said, if the island isn't yours yet you might wanna fucking make it yours before the week's out. If anyone's down there who can declarify the shit out of it, that'd probably work nicely.

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[capital_asset]

The tower has already been declarified to give control over to the Folk. I'm planning on going back for the midges once the sandstorm is relatively under control.

For what it's worth, I also used a skill from... one of the Arcana or other... to see if I could get some idea of how best to secure the survival of the Folk. What I got was this:

All of the hubs need to be protected, and then physically guarded by Folk who have at least been told the basics of how to use them.

Up on the station, people need to learn that the Folk are actual people and to care enough about them to protest against Orwell if they try to just wipe them out of existence; I think the idea is that Orwell wouldn't want to risk losing its entire income stream, at least in the short term. Swift being brought in somehow because they'd like a share of the profits as well would likely also help.

The Folk also need access to the terraform space station and a permanent shuttle, which will greatly help their chances of survival, especially if they're willing to take immigrants from the stations.

None of those are a perfect guarantee of survival, but they'd greatly hamper Orwell in the event that they decided to destroy Home.

[claudiometer]

Oh, sweet! Good job, dude.

If it were just me I'd be contacting Swift yesterday, but... overlay who doesn't deserve to get dunked on. Unless she decides in her own right she's in - 'there are actual people in at least some capacity' wasn't hard to work out, though, but it's the difference between all actors and not actors.

[capital_asset]

I've got the access codes and panel locations memorized as well; with control of the tower in the Folk's hands now, Orwell shouldn't be able to change those after the fact. The Folk will likely need diagrams for those, though, as they're patterns on an eight-by-eight grid.

Hopefully taking control of the midges will help with that. Why is Orwell going on about sabotage, though?

[Has there been actual sabotage, or...?]

[claudiometer]

I think it's the best answer they have for so much going sideways so fast.

Also I'm pretty sure Yukino wanted to fuck up their survey results and try to keep them from killing any of the actors, because that was a thing they were fishing for info on.

[thornsofmalkav]

Excellent. Thank you, dude.

When you get to the midges, can you, like, get them to make some no fly zones? We can't do all the memory restores at the latrines, people will wonder why Humansona has to use them constantly... I mean, I guess we could fake him getting the shits but we'd much rather have some other safe zones.

Say... Stone's house, Acantha's house, some other place in the woods maybe?

Also. Also, also, maybe give them some kind of way that we can get them to temporarily clear an area? That could be helpful for when we do the big all folk meeting for everyone to find out what the shit is going on.

[capital_asset]

That last one might be a bit complicated, but I should be able to do the rest.

[thornsofmalkav]

That's legit. That's super legit.

[helborn]

We need to get Phillip on side, or at least under control. I had another dream.

It starts with light and glowing, backlit figures descending from the sky. Sudden vertigo, then it's night, and the Beastfolk are huddling. There's a really bad tension in the air. Then it's burning and dunked in freezing water with the day back, and Folk are turning their backs on the glowing figures. Some have farm tools and fishing or hunting spears and are aiming at them. There's another jagged shift, this time with a suffocating pressure, and the night's back. There's a flash of light from Gods' Isle and a feeling like static electricity.

Suddenly, without a disorienting shift, I'm on Gods' Isle, watching a human figure stumble back from some kind of machine while all the blinking lights on the Isle go dark, one by one. Another shift with dizzying motion and tingling in all of my limbs. It's dawn, and the folk of Home are staggering around, grasping at their throats and chests like they can't breathe. Some are already on the ground, twitching and vomiting. The shift this time has weightlessness and graying vision. There's a feeling like reaching a hand out, and I turn the human figure around, and it's Phillip - and he's been crying.

I had a dream in a Jaunt where Phillip was involved before and we let that slip up. We're not doing it again.

[thornsofmalkav]

Can anyone up there de-infiltrate people? Because that's an obvious way to at least temporarily get him on our side... though maybe converting him the normal way would be more permanent.

[claudiometer]

Well, I mean, far as I can tell I de-infiltrated myself. If that doesn't count in terms of de-infiltrating someone else, I might be able to.

But I talked to him last week and I think his resolve is wavering, so it might be better to work on that angle.

[claudiometer]

...shit. We gotta break his loyalty and fast. Think any of the actors on-side would be able to help with that?

[helborn]

Acantha, maybe. He worked with kids. Or maybe Branch, he was a famous actor.

[claudiometer]

Can't hurt to ask if they'd be down to help talk him around.

[thornsofmalkav]

So, I ended up doing another Insight on the producers and the new one is a doozy: Every single controlling partner in the production companies has stockpiled knowledge and valuable objects/materials for generations, and hidden them in the remains of pre-exodus cities.

We've got a lot of shit to get done first, but--who wants to rob Orwell fucking blind?

[itsananimalthing]

If I didn't have a noisy infant who I'd rather not leave alone in this damn village without me right now, I would be on that in a fuckin' heartbeat.

Anybody wanna babysit in liminal?

[thornsofmalkav]

I'd offer, but the 'in liminal' part is the hard one. I can use my memory palace backdoor to get there, sure, but that just knocks me out here.

[itsananimalthing]

You can't get into liminal? When the fuck did the arcana lock off liminal to people doing the half-infiltrating thing?

[He must have missed this one. The last time he did the half-infiltrating thing, he had an infiltrated baby, so he couldn't even try to get into liminal.]

[capital_asset]

When were you hoping to do this?

[thornsofmalkav]

I mean, I don't think it can be me right now, because the whole pregnant Infiltration thing, but... hm. We have to get some people to some hubs, right? Maybe we could do this on the way?

[capital_asset]

Possibly... How far are the hubs?

[cameracoded]

So you mean like in the city under the bay?

[thornsofmalkav]

Oh my god, yes. That's probably one of those that they put shit in.

[leftbehindagain]

Maybe.

But one of the signs in your livestream said Karachi, and if that's still inland it'd be easier to get to.

[claudiometer]

Oh hot damn. Y'all have fun with that, god knows those jerks don't deserve it any more than Mars Corp did.

[thornsofmalkav]

Seriously.

Let's Robin Hood a bitch.