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Work's been rough since I got back from vacation on Monday, but I'll be đź“Ż NG tomorrow morning.
Preach!
I took a week vacation, and returned to hellwork. So, I fully understand that feeling! XD
It's a shorty, but something for Big T at least.
Better short than nothing at all.
@Lugubrious
That works. I realize, it's a bit of a slow boil, right now. I just worry, if I cause too much progression to happen too much, too fast, it will overwhelm everyone. However, if it feels too slow, feel free to let me know.
That works. I realize, it's a bit of a slow boil, right now. I just worry, if I cause too much progression to happen too much, too fast, it will overwhelm everyone. However, if it feels too slow, feel free to let me know.
@Stern Algorithm
That totally makes sense, and what I assumed Gamma would do as a baby Brain Bug. So, yeah, it's kosher.
That totally makes sense, and what I assumed Gamma would do as a baby Brain Bug. So, yeah, it's kosher.
As pieces of her plan fell into place, Faetalis would double-back on Infactorium; her intention to try and grasp what processes could and couldn’t be put into place. As far as her cursory scans indicated, they were without any Unit Production, beyond the capabilities of Mae’s kitchen, and only “Staffing Units” seemed to remain intact, from Tungsten’s admission to the state of his Factory’s more advanced robotics, and the lack of Gamma’s more evolved insectoids.
Normally, with such forces to bear, Infactorium would see this place as an easy holdout, and nothing more - normally.
There was nothing normal about this. Faetalis still refused to believe she was anywhere, but trapped inside her game - this addiction she held - yet, physical damage hurt, her pseudo-human body was fatigued, and she could feel the assault of the cold air against her synthetic skin.
This felt real.
Then, there was the problem with MinMaxine, and the strange debuff that held her unresponsive. Why was she in such a state, while the other Overseers of her peers that had been dragged on this wild journey with her had come out relatively unscathed? Although, notably shaken in different ways at the probable loss of their “mothers” and “fathers” - now a painfully permanent reality for some, such as Levia, while still a hopeful denial for others, such as Mae. For now, she could only hope to distract them, employ them, as they were always meant to be, and deal with the emotional damage later.
...could they even truly feel emotions? Faetalis couldn’t help but wonder that, as she walked the hallways; stepping around ventilation grates turned to pits and over fissures from factories shoved out of place. They still functioned like Overseers - followed orders, prioritized the Guild, and obeyed her without question... but, Faetalis couldn’t lie to herself that they weren’t...
Not “alive”, but “awake”. That was truly the right term for it. They were thinking on their own terms, and not just following codes and routines - they weren’t acting like A.I. functioning under set rules, but other players, as well. At first, Faetalis thought, perhaps, they were her friends - trapped in their own creation - but, they were too much their programmed personalities, and moving past them into their own evolved personalities.
Case in point, as Faetalis watched Cormac pace before a window; lost in his own wonderings and ponderings, before he reached a consensus with himself, and returned to the window to be greeted by, not darkness, but her glowing eyes and the cool night’s air. IN YGGDRASIL Online, he would never allow himself to be brother by whatever had caused him such internal drama.
Even a fool could see, something was troubling him.
“You seem restless...”
Normally, with such forces to bear, Infactorium would see this place as an easy holdout, and nothing more - normally.
There was nothing normal about this. Faetalis still refused to believe she was anywhere, but trapped inside her game - this addiction she held - yet, physical damage hurt, her pseudo-human body was fatigued, and she could feel the assault of the cold air against her synthetic skin.
This felt real.
Then, there was the problem with MinMaxine, and the strange debuff that held her unresponsive. Why was she in such a state, while the other Overseers of her peers that had been dragged on this wild journey with her had come out relatively unscathed? Although, notably shaken in different ways at the probable loss of their “mothers” and “fathers” - now a painfully permanent reality for some, such as Levia, while still a hopeful denial for others, such as Mae. For now, she could only hope to distract them, employ them, as they were always meant to be, and deal with the emotional damage later.
...could they even truly feel emotions? Faetalis couldn’t help but wonder that, as she walked the hallways; stepping around ventilation grates turned to pits and over fissures from factories shoved out of place. They still functioned like Overseers - followed orders, prioritized the Guild, and obeyed her without question... but, Faetalis couldn’t lie to herself that they weren’t...
Awake.
Not “alive”, but “awake”. That was truly the right term for it. They were thinking on their own terms, and not just following codes and routines - they weren’t acting like A.I. functioning under set rules, but other players, as well. At first, Faetalis thought, perhaps, they were her friends - trapped in their own creation - but, they were too much their programmed personalities, and moving past them into their own evolved personalities.
Case in point, as Faetalis watched Cormac pace before a window; lost in his own wonderings and ponderings, before he reached a consensus with himself, and returned to the window to be greeted by, not darkness, but her glowing eyes and the cool night’s air. IN YGGDRASIL Online, he would never allow himself to be brother by whatever had caused him such internal drama.
Even a fool could see, something was troubling him.
“You seem restless...”
Full disclosure, work sucks.
That aside, I'm opening the floor to a small free post period, essentially, while I get through graduation week, because I'm taking seven days off next. I'm working on a post, of course, but we're seriously slammed with graduations every damn day, so if any of y'all wanna continue scenes between each other, or wanna propose scenes to me, feel free to do so.
@The Irish Tree
@Guess Who
@Lugubrious
@Stern Algorithm
@Lucius Cypher
That aside, I'm opening the floor to a small free post period, essentially, while I get through graduation week, because I'm taking seven days off next. I'm working on a post, of course, but we're seriously slammed with graduations every damn day, so if any of y'all wanna continue scenes between each other, or wanna propose scenes to me, feel free to do so.
@The Irish Tree
@Guess Who
@Lugubrious
@Stern Algorithm
@Lucius Cypher
@Conejitoooo, @Thinslayer
If I read everything right, then I will have to withdraw, at this juncture, because I work a five-on/two-off schedule as a manager at my job; averaging 42~45 hours a week from 7(.5) to 9 hour days. So, even if I wanted to, I couldn't maintain a daily posting speed with a paragraph minimum. I'm just too exhausted.
Best of luck to ya, though.
If I read everything right, then I will have to withdraw, at this juncture, because I work a five-on/two-off schedule as a manager at my job; averaging 42~45 hours a week from 7(.5) to 9 hour days. So, even if I wanted to, I couldn't maintain a daily posting speed with a paragraph minimum. I'm just too exhausted.
Best of luck to ya, though.
@Enkryption Your character need not be a "villain," just an "antagonist." The antagonist should always be the hero of their own story. My character, the Witch, is actually trying to do the world a favor, but everyone opposes her because they don't understand what she's trying to accomplish and aren't on board with her methods. I'm perfectly happy to play such a character because I feel like she's "heroic" in her own way.
"Antagonist" and "Villain" are two sides of the same coin, but I feel you. I suppose, that judgment will be made with the character submission.
@Enkryption
I find the antagonistic role appealing because it aligns me against the majority of the cast. I get to have epic PvP fights whenever they try to challenge me. >:)
Of that, I don't bare much issue to that answer. However, the age-old ideal of justice prevailing over evil is what concerns me. I don't mind the idea of battling against other characters, but I'm not fond of the idea of that I'm predestined to eventually lose, because I chose to play the villain, y'know?
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