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synopsychic2016-11-15 04:45 pm
thornsofmalkav) wrote in synopsychic2016-11-15 04:45 pm
public + private
Hey, guys? I just came back from this weirdass other place. I'm pretty sure it was like that Tree Hotel that Minako went to back in Newport. I couldn't access the Network or anything. It looked like this:
[And Thorne will stream her memory of looking over the room:
The room is small, intimate. There is no sign of a way in or out. Ping-pong balls crunch underfoot, and empty giftboxes, meticulously wrapped and ribboned, are lined up against one wall, while a humming wall of server blades are racked on the opposite wall. A high-backed, gilt chair with red velvet cushions faces an ornate, full-length mirror, and beside the chair is a mug of steaming hot chocolate on a tiny side table, steaming invitingly from beneath a layer of fifteen half-melted marshmallows.
The stream ends.]
So yeah. That was a thing. Also, uh, I Interfaced with the servers there and they had this to say:
Active Liminal Layers: 4.0
Online Travelers: 84
Online Guests: 1
Offline Travelers: 485
So. Uh. I'm guessing that 'offline' Travelers are the ones in dungeons, but wow. That's a lot of us in dungeons.
[Private to Helena and Naoki:]
Hey. So, uh, I'm asking you two because Helena's a scientist and a woman and Naoki has a lot of alchemy bullshit going on and I'm hoping by now that he's heard from, like, Kanji or something what happened in my dungeon.
Anyway. Uh. I don't suppose you could help me when it comes to birth control? I'd rather not end up having to go back to vampire every other day in lieu of a morning after pill.
Sorry, Naoki. But, like, you're chemistry guy now and I figure it'd be a change from having to counteract whatever heavy metal poisoning we might have been exposed to on a Jaunt.
[And Thorne will stream her memory of looking over the room:
The room is small, intimate. There is no sign of a way in or out. Ping-pong balls crunch underfoot, and empty giftboxes, meticulously wrapped and ribboned, are lined up against one wall, while a humming wall of server blades are racked on the opposite wall. A high-backed, gilt chair with red velvet cushions faces an ornate, full-length mirror, and beside the chair is a mug of steaming hot chocolate on a tiny side table, steaming invitingly from beneath a layer of fifteen half-melted marshmallows.
The stream ends.]
So yeah. That was a thing. Also, uh, I Interfaced with the servers there and they had this to say:
Active Liminal Layers: 4.0
Online Travelers: 84
Online Guests: 1
Offline Travelers: 485
So. Uh. I'm guessing that 'offline' Travelers are the ones in dungeons, but wow. That's a lot of us in dungeons.
[Private to Helena and Naoki:]
Hey. So, uh, I'm asking you two because Helena's a scientist and a woman and Naoki has a lot of alchemy bullshit going on and I'm hoping by now that he's heard from, like, Kanji or something what happened in my dungeon.
Anyway. Uh. I don't suppose you could help me when it comes to birth control? I'd rather not end up having to go back to vampire every other day in lieu of a morning after pill.
Sorry, Naoki. But, like, you're chemistry guy now and I figure it'd be a change from having to counteract whatever heavy metal poisoning we might have been exposed to on a Jaunt.
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[So once they steal the Trumps'--Arcana's?--power, obviously the next thing is open the dungeons.]