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#i got this meme from jo a couple weeks ago but didn’t have time to answer since I was in editing hell
darlingpoppet · 5 months
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Fic wrap-up 2023
Words published: 87,832 according to the AO3 stats… the first two chapters of WTDF were actually published last year but I guess since I also published some stuff not on AO3 yet it mostly makes up for it haha
3 fanfics with the most kudos in 2023:
1. Closest To My Heart (156)
2. Where The Dead Forget (137)
3. Flourishing Into Greatness (119)
(As of 12/29)
Your first fanfic in 2023:
I published WTDF Ch 3 in January, but the first new fic I started & finished in 2023 was LoveSick Arrows (wrote in Feb, submitted in March, published in May)
Your last fanfic in 2023:
WTDF Ch 6! Maybe not as far along as I originally envisioned but progress is progress! I’m doing my best uwu
Favorite opening line from a fic in 2023:
Zagreus stumbles upon the glade where Patroclus resides, and not for the first time, the sight of him makes his breath hitch a little. From chapter 2 of Closest To My Heart
I feel like I’m much better at writing endings than beginnings so answering this one was a bit tricky for me… I suppose I like this one best because it set the tone right away & has me asking questions about it (why does spotting Patroclus make Zagreus’ breath hitch? Why isn’t it the first time??) I also really like the ending to this chapter too but uhhh it’s kind of a bummer lmao
Favorite closing line from a fic in 2023:
At last. Everything will now be as it once was. From Closest To My Heart
I love it for all the layers of context that makes it hit harder, the contrast with a passage saying the opposite in the previous chapter, etc
My other favorite closing line is the one from LoveSick Arrows, which simply goes: “The pleasure is all mine,” he answers. But it doesn’t really have much impact out of context… you also need the question asked at the beginning of the scene & everything in between but it’s too long for purposes of this meme lol
Oh and since I mentioned it earlier, here’s also the ending to Closest To My Heart Ch 2: It is only when he spots a golden spear among the collection that his body catches up with the rest of him, and he vomits, suddenly and violently onto the ground before it, like a libation poured onto a sacred altar.
Fic I’m most proud of in 2023:
I’ve been saying all year that Closest To My Heart is the one I’m most proud of because I was totally ~in the zone~ the entire time I was writing it and it came out exactly the way I envisioned it, so I can say it’s the fic from 2023 I can look back on as representative of where my writing abilities were this year (like Upon A Lazy Bed was for 2022)
BUT when I really think about it I’m also super proud of myself for working so hard on Where The Dead Forget this year! It’s going gradually and seems to get longer the more I work on it but I spent a TON of time thinking about it, writing, taking notes, and doing my best to tell a long form narrative for the first time ever and I’m super proud of myself for simply attempting a challenge like this. I had to overcome a really nasty month-long case of writer’s block in order to finish chapter 4 which was AGONY since it still took another three months after that to finally complete… so overcoming all that felt SO good and I feel like if I could overcome that I can overcome anything. I said from the beginning that I don’t think it’ll reinvent the wheel or anything with this story, but I’m enjoying the process of telling a version of these tropes and myths.
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speckledspout · 7 years
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supernatural tag meme
I was tagged by the amazing @corrupteddean to do this so here we go:
1. what season did you start watching supernatural?
well this is a funny story because i can’t really remember. i do remember when i was younger that supernatural would come on after charmed (which i watched all the time) and i would watch a couple of episodes that way. but then i stopped watching and picked back up somewhere around season seven i think (like season seven was currently airing). i went back and rewatched the previous seasons that i missed to catch up and now here i am.
2. who was the first character you fell in love with?
this is also a funny story because i first fell in love with sam even tho i am totally a dean girl now (that’s a lie, i’m a bribo, who am i even kidding) but there was something about sam, maybe it was that fluffy, long hair because i was going through a phase where i only liked boys with long hair like that and so i fell in love with sam first.
3. who was a character that you hated at first but grew to love?
jo harvelle. i did not like her at all. she was annoying and whiny and i really didn’t like her but upon my spn rewatch i grew to like her, i guess. i mean, she was young and naive but i started to understand her. she was that way because her father had died and then her mother put her on lock down basically and she didn’t have the opportunity to find out for herself what she liked or didn’t like, ya know.
4. which character would you most want to be in a long-term relationship with?
dean winchester. call me a basic bitch or whatever but i love dean and i think he needs someone who will be there for him when he needs them but also give him distance when he needs it. dean honestly is such a pure soul and he needs something good in life.
5. if you could go on just one date with one character, which one would you choose?
sammy babe. again call me a basic bitch but i think that it would be a lot of fun to go on a date with him.
6. what would you do on the date?
i don’t know. maybe go watch a movie, share a popcorn. have a nice dinner. something like that.
7. which character would you most want to be like?
either john winchester or bobby.
8. which character would you most like to see brought back from the dead?
again either bobby or john. i think it would be interesting to see the relationship between both the boys with john, being that they’re so much older. i would love to see sam’s relationship grow with his father. and then with bobby, he was a constant in the boys lives that needs to be back.
9. which character would you most like to punch?
yeah, i’m not gonna answer this one. not at all because my answer probably wouldn’t be well received.
10. who is your absolute favorite character?
umm, sam and dean, duh. but besides from them, probably john. i really wish we could know more about john because there’s so much hate for him and i wish there wasn’t.
11. which “big bad” do you think was the worst?
the worst? as in the worst thought out character or worst as in the best villain? i’m going with the first because honestly the whole amara storyline kinda pissed me off. they had such potential to do some great things with her and then they didn’t and she was just this flat character.
12. which character are you most like?
i don’t know really. i’ve been told tho that i am a lot like dean. i mean, i’ve got a little brother that even tho he drives me crazy, i would do anything for. i am not an overly affectionate person however when you manage to get past these walls that i have, you are there forever. i am funny and i am witty and yeah, i don’t know what else to say.
13. what death hit you the hardest?
bobby’s. most definitely because the boys needed him and then the writers just had to go off and kill him.
14. what season finale hit you the hardest?
oh lord, i don’t know. maybe the end of season one when everyone is so young and happy and then they get in the car crash and then the opening in season two killed me.
15. what are your ten all-time favorite episodes?
1. the pilot 2. faith 3. red meat 4. folsom prison blues 5. regarding dean 6. baby 7. first blood 8. who we are 9. in my time of dying 10. on the head of a pin
16. what’s been your favorite season?
either season one or two because that is classic spn through and through because my boys are so young and happy and everything isn’t fucked up.
17. who is your favorite angel?
either balthazar or gabriel
18. who’s your favorite demon?
uhh... i love crowley but i also love meg
19. who’s your favorite evil character?
let me go with the classic and say yellow eyes however i also loved cain and i wish that we could have more of him.
20. do you have any supernatural ships?
fuck yeah i do: wincest, some dark!wincestiel, dean/benny, demon!dean/abaddon, uhhh... sam/jess and there are others that i can’t think of right now.
21. who’s your favorite supporting actor?
oh lord, i don’t even know
22. what’s your favorite quote from the show?
let me go with the basic “family don’t end in blood.”
23. if you could cast one famous actor in an episode of spn, who would you chose?
this one i don’t know either.
24. if you could write your own episode, what kind of creature would you like to see included?
if i could write an episode it would be based off my fic that i wrote a while ago called “mine carts and raging fires.” it has your classic monster being the wendigo but also the brothers relying on each other and some major hurt!brothers. it would be my favorite episode ever.
25. who’s your favorite girl that dean’s hooked up with?
i don’t know being that dean’s had a ton of one night stands and hasn’t emotionally bonded with anyone but thinking back through the seasons it would have to be cassie because dean trusted her enough to tell her about his life and what he did and it was probably his first heartbreak.
26. who’s your favorite girl that sam’s hooked up with?
i really liked sarah back in season two. i thought that she and sam was adorable with each other.
27. what are some of your favorite convention moments?
anytime when we get a glimpse into their lives or when they hug... or when they get up on stage and sing.
28. if you were going to guest star (or be a recurring guest star) on spn, how would you want your character described?
a hunter (obviously) who is pretty badass, has an awesome aim, funny, witty, caring. someone who can get things done when asked. seems cold at first but when you peel back the layers you see that i’m actually really nice. probably gotta have that tragic backstory. kinda a lone wolf but would stick around with the brothers, help them when need be but not overbearing.
29. what do you hope to see in the next season?
just give me my classic spn with my monsters of the week and classic hunts and old motel rooms and scary episodes. that’s what i want. and for what’s dead to stay dead.
30.-40. if you had to choose…
bobby or john?
i can’t pick. both.
bela or ruby?
bela (i really really liked her)
jess or madison?
jess (because she was sam’s first love)
jo or lisa?
jo (can’t really stand lisa)
charlie or kevin?
fuck, really. i would go with charlie.
balthazar or ash?
probably balthazar. we need ash in heaven controlling things up there.
cas or crowley?
crowley. most definitely.
ben or claire?
i’m gonna go with ben cause i can’t stand claire.
jody or donna?
umm... both. i can’t pick one or the other.
sam or dean?
salmon dean, obviously. (ha, i’m not funny. sam and dean because they are just one soul split in half.)
tagging: @golly-god | @itsnotsammy | @purgatoan | @justanothersaltandburn | @wetsammywinchester | @the-mrs-deanwinchester | @bowlegdean | @hes-my-brother | @ilostmyshoe-79 (and anyone else)
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victorianimmortal · 7 years
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my recent and glorious accomplisment
@thehomosexualistagenda @browherenew @corrupted-by-aftg
Remember that game I mentioned as one of the reasons I’m partially leaving Tumblr for a bit? Here’s what I posted about it a couple weeks ago:
The plot so far seems to be based around the concept of the multiverse as it affects memories. (I know, the multiverse–and tachyons were mentioned!) We, we being all of the teams involved, are supposed to try to become lab assistants for a [fake] professor here at the college who’s studying where the “hot spots” of fermion and tachyon entanglement are.) There’s all sorts of mystery, code breaking, and espionage involved, and it’s completely taken over my life.
It’s over. In fact, we just won. And I definitely want to get this story down--here seems like the best place, especially considering it feels exactly like The Flash. Under the cut if you want to hear about it. This got pretty long—there’s a lot of story. It’s 4000 words long; I’m sorry.
Okay. We show up to this fake (just assume everything is fake from here on out) talk last Saturday night, a talk by Professor Christopher Lugo, a theoretical physics professor. The chair of the theoretical physics department, Kerry Goss, introduces him, a couple of his lab assistants such as Alex Terry, Lugo’s wife Libby, and an ambiguously named person from the Ethics Board. Also present is Professor Aileen Snaut, an ethics professor who took an interest in Lugo’s research.
At the talk, Lugo tells us about what he’s researching. Apparently, the multiverse theory is real, and our universe is occasionally colliding with another one. When this happens, particles (particularly fermions and tachyons) can pass through, become entangled, and, in a “temporal pop”, suddenly unentangle, causing changes in our universe. Areas where this is particularly prevalent are called hotspots.
“Are these hotspots dangerous at all? Have their effects on humans been measured?” Snaut asks.
“No. I don’t know. I’m fine. My lab assistants are all fine,” Lugo says.
At the end of the talk, Lugo tells anyone who might be interested in becoming one of his lab assistants to email Alex. We do so, and, at a suggestion in their response, friend them on Facebook as well. They add us to a Facebook group filled with physics memes posted by Lugo’s lab assistants. 
Then things get exciting. Part one: the false emails. This was a veritable epidemic at the beginning of last week--we’d get an email that purported to be from one of Lugo’s assistants and not be able to tell whether it was real or not. Messaging the appropriate lab assistant, or checking the contact information on their Facebook pages, typically solved that problem. Our group was actually the cause of a couple fakes (we managed to eliminate a team that way, but all’s fair, right?).
Part two, the real part—Alex emails us with a bunch of pictures and says that Lugo’s wife took them. Apparently, Lugo thinks that the pictures don’t quite reflect reality, and they might be indicative of hotspots. We need to find these places on campus, take more pictures, and determine whether anything changed. Surprise, surprise--seven out of eight of the pictures have differences. We email our findings to Alex and wait for the next task.
The next task, as it happens, doesn’t come from Alex at all. Eryn Hall, another of Lugo’s assistants, posts a video on the Facebook group. She’d been waiting to meet with Lugo, as he’s her advisor, but someone barges into his office before she can. Enter Aileen Snaut. An abbreviated transcript:
“Have you heard of Aiden Murgel?” she asks.
“Sure, I read his research,” Lugo says. “He was looking into the multiverse too.”
“And he stopped publishing in 2001.”
“Your point?”
“The stuff he was looking into seemed pretty dangerous.”
“You’re an ethics professor, not a physicist—”
“I have more experience in physics than you might think.”
“Look. Something happened to Aiden Murgel. Something I wouldn’t recommend repeating.”
(direct quote) “Sure. It was the fluorine, in the water—the government, right? JFK’s on the moon with a sniper rifle, and Elvis, and Tupac, right? They’re going to Atlantis, with Aiden Murgel, right now, to see what he knows about fucking multiverse theory. Get out of my office.”
Exit Aileen Snaut. Eryn posts this video and adds “Anyone heard of this Murgel guy? He’s not on Wikipedia.” Another lab assistant, Matt, comments “I know what you’re looking for, Eryn.”
Well. We’re not going to let that pass, so we message Matt and get back this:
Murgel's a fucking weirdo. His shit makes some kinda weird code. At least, the stuff I've found so far does. I’ve solved it. I’ve read it. But I’m not gonna tell you because what have you ever done for me? You can have the puzzle, though. When you’ve solved it (if you can), go talk to the library front desk supervisor, Joe, he’s a nicer guy than I am, and probably more helpful, too. He's usually in on Tuesdays and Wednesdays from like 3-10. Better hurry, don’t know how long it will be there. 
Looking to call? First, look just to the right of nothing. Next you'll need my personal favorite letter. It marks my favorite word. Or, in here, my favorite subject. Thirdly you'll need what once, twice and thrice have in common with effervesce but not with eternity. To fill slots four, five and six you will need something of a different stripe. If you take the midpoint of an election year, you'll have found it. The Penultimate is an ending. In fact, you just saw one and are about to see another. Lastly, the first perfect.
Solve that and it gets you #QC183.6, the call number for something in the library—turns out to be a folder. Inside is a 16-page paper written by Snaut, two recommendation letters written for her, and a journal entry from Aiden Murgel. Why all this is filed together, we don’t know, but we’ve been told Murgel likes codes, so…
Turns out the first letter of every sentence in his journal is a message—one that points pretty obviously to a couple of the hotspots we found with the last challenge. Specifically, a fountain next to one of the buildings. Message that to Matt and he’s an asshole and says to talk to Alex, message it to Alex and they tell us Lugo’ll be interested, email it to Lugo and he thanks us for the help, makes snide remarks about Snaut trying to sabotage his research, and says he’ll be in touch. In the interest of fully exploring our options, we email Snaut and ask why her things are filed with Murgel’s, and she says she’s uninterested in discussing Aiden Murgel further at this time.
It’s Wednesday by this point, and Lugo emails us later that night with a task: break into Snaut’s office and find out what she’s hiding. We accept, though one of us emails Snaut too and gains her reluctant approval. The time is set: 4:30 Thursday.
4:30 Thursday rolls around and our team, tense, enters the office. Then follows an hour and fifteen minutes of pure panic. There are numbers hidden all around the office, leading us to books on the shelf, but we can’t quite figure out the code, and the safe we’re certain it unlocks only allows three tries before locking for a few minutes (letting out an incessant, headache-inducing beep-beep-beep the whole time). Desperate, we email Lugo for help, and he sends Alex. They “don’t even want to know what you’re doing”, but help us figure out the code, just in time too (I’ll never forget the code: 629315). Entirely out of time, frantic to get out of there, I flip through the papers within and take pictures, gaining only bits of knowledge from each one—it’s correspondence between Snaut and another professor, Jo Haley—
They’re starting a relationship—
There’s a breakup note—
They’re becoming friends again—
But the last page…
The last page…
…is a name change form.
From Aiden Murgel to Aileen Snaut.
Okay. Okay, so she definitely does know about physics, then, and about what happened to Murgel. (For a little more context, Snaut is trans; the person playing her, I know in real life, she’s trans in real life. That’s not the surprise. But the fact that she’s Murgel…)
We email Lugo. We email Snaut. We get meetings set up with both of them on Saturday afternoon; Snaut first, Lugo second.
We meet with Snaut and it turns out there’s a bigger plot twist in store than just that she’s Murgel. Not only has she done research into this other universe and the hotspots, oh no.
She’s from that other universe.
Her mind, anyway. Turns out women in science aren’t really a thing in this other world, and she got fed up, so she used one of the hotspots and ran. Ran here. Somehow combined her mind with the mind of her counterpart here, Aiden Murgel (who still identified as male; he “didn’t know yet”), and started doing research on this end.
The hotspots, to absolutely nobody’s surprise, are dangerous. And Snaut’s crossing and Lugo’s continued research only exacerbated the problem. The collisions between the two universes (which Lugo calls Castor and Pollux, though which is which is unclear) are happening more frequently. The changes are getting larger. “If Lugo continues his research,” Snaut tells us, “it’s going to become irreversible.”
“So what do we do?”
“We have to stop his research.”
“And if we can’t?”
She hesitates. “Well, the other option might be to erase that other universe.”
We debrief at the convenient ice cream shop down the street, where I term the universes Earth-1 and Earth-2. The two people watching The Flash with me, currently halfway through season two, groan. But then we fall into a real discussion, because we’ve been trusting Snaut more than Lugo, who’s a bit of a dick, this whole time. But erasing a whole other universe? That’s… that’s bad. That’s supervillain levels of bad.
Curiously, there’s the ambiguously named person from the Ethics Board sitting outside the place we met with Snaut. Weird.
We meet with Lugo, who rolls his eyes at the idea that his research could be dangerous. He won’t stop, despite us relating Snaut’s concerns. We ask what exactly the goal of his research is, and his eyes light up.
“Temporal computing.”
We stare blankly.
“If you fire tachyons back and forth between the two universes, you can convey huge amounts of information. We can have almost infinite processing power.”
All right, fine. I’ve watched The Flash, I can accept fake science. We tell him about Snaut’s plan to destroy Earth-2.
“I do not condone mass murder. Write that down. And the only device capable of destroying the other universe is the computer in my lab. She’ll have to go through me and my lab assistants—and through you, I hope—if she wants to do that. This is a waste of time. I’ll be in touch.” He heads around the corner.
One of my friends, ever the extremist, frowns. “If she’s willing to destroy another universe, who’s to say she won’t hire an assassin to stop you?”
Lugo scoffs. As the elevator doors close: “On a professor’s salary?”
Fair point.
We don’t know who to trust, so we email everyone. Jo Haley, to notify her of Snaut’s plan. Kerry Goss, to get an email for the Ethics Board. The Ethics Board, to tell them just a bit of the complicated situation. Snaut, to ask a few more questions.
Then we receive a couple of emails from Jo. She responds to our initial email, saying that she’s certain there’s some misunderstanding about Snaut’s plan. And then, to everyone still in the game, she sends a trivia quiz for us to complete. Our team, working together over chat, solves it in a couple hours and sends her the screenshot of it completed. Time filling, that seems to be all it is. We have larger concerns.
Cut to an email late Sunday, from Goss, about a formal investigation being put on by the Ethics Board. We show up at 5:30 Monday and find that it’s not just us invited—it’s all the remaining teams. Not to mention Jo Haley, Kerry Goss, Libby Lugo, Alex Terry, Ambiguously Named Ethics Board Guy, and another lab assistant, Kira Fuller. The subject? Christopher Lugo. Who’s vanished. Along with his supercomputer.
It gets worse. Snaut isn’t the only one with some crazy plan involving Earth-1 and Earth-2. Lugo wants to merge the two universes into one. Libby’s scared and has no idea where he is. Alex insists that there’s no danger in his research and that, until they see some evidence, they’ll continue helping him. Goss has no idea what’s going on and is very upset about it. Ambiguously Named Ethics Board Guy doesn’t say a word, but they haven’t the whole game. Jo supports neither of the scientists’ plans and offhandedly suggests another alternative—move the two universes away from each other. Goss challenges us—“If anyone has any more information about what’s happening, speak up now.” No one does.
In brief bits of conversation with other teams after the hearing, it’s implied that there’s another journal of Aiden Murgel’s that we’re missing, and that there’s some map indicating another hotspot. We remain unconvinced of the reality of this, but the possibility is there.
So that’s where we land Tuesday morning—caught between Lugo’s plan to meld two universes and Snaut’s plan to destroy one. Either way, a full universe of people are going to die. In Snaut’s plan, it’s clearly Earth-2 (and a couple of probing emails prove she’s not backing down), but in Lugo’s, it’ll be a mixture. Information is preserved, Snaut has told us, so it’s probably the smarter of the two doppelgangers whose mind will end up in the resultant universe—Earth-0.
Then we get an email from Lugo. He refuses to tell us where he is, but promises to send some notes of his to decipher on Wednesday at 4:30. Every path to follow seems bad, but we can’t fall behind now. Especially because only the first four groups will get to advance.
This is our gateway into endgame. We brace ourselves.
Wednesday, 4:30. The email arrives. It’s gibberish, plain and simple, with repeated words and phrases and none of it really seems to mean anything. Of course, there are three gifs: Shakespeare writing, a blue light swooping around in an infinity symbol, and a bunch of quick-running clocks.
It takes an embarrassing amount of time to realize the connection: the infinite monkey theorem. It’s Thursday, and we’re off to the comic store. There, on a display case, we find a QR code. It links to a website with the prompt “A name of an author from the last clue” and a blank text box. Enter Shakespeare, and we’re rewarded with two images. They look like steps of a dance, and are labeled “Go dance Shutesbury Reel by David Kaynor, then walk it out.” Beneath each step of the dance are w, a, s, or d—except two of them, which have “ment” and “base” in that order. Basement, all right, and the wasd must be directions of some sort. We start poking around basements, not fully following the directions (what do we count by? Buildings? Street corners?) and eventually return empty-handed to our dorm.
On the dorm bulletin board, though, there’s another QR code. This one links to a different question-and-answer setup from the same website, asking only “The answer to the previous puzzle (one word, no punctuation)”. That’s too vague—clearly they want us solving these in order. Still, it means we might be able to find all the codes just by exploring campus. We set off on a grand adventure to check out the most obvious places: the library, the student union building, etc. Nothing found, we return to various dorms and continue to think.
Then, one of us discovers that the website these QR codes are hosted on? There’s a directory. It’s got all the questions and all the images, though there seem to be some red herrings in there; some of the puzzles are repeated in slightly different ways. Both can’t be real. Most likely, an attempt to keep us from doing what we just did.
Still, we get to work on all the easily discernible puzzles. Random guessing at the question seeming to come from the dance code, asking “what are the northernmost and easternmost streets you walked on”, gets us a logic puzzle asking about birds, locations, and activities.
By the time we receive it, another of us has already solved it via the pictures. Plug in the answer “Pelicans plotz in the pergola” and we see a crossword—also already solved.
The next question asks for a few of the crossword answers, and gives us a dice code with the clue H=(2)(6). Turns out, each blank die is a break between letters, and the sum of the dice in between the blanks corresponds to a letter, the standard 1-26. That actually yields an obvious location, a certain statue on campus.
Go there, and there’s a QR code and the keyword amaranth. Two questions are asked: “Read down the column of the previous clue”, and “Your favorite color”. Down the column of the dice clue is “khek”, and our favorite color, well, who cares what it was before—now, it’s amaranth.
The next puzzle has a large grid, with only a few blocks shaded in: a few forming a rectangle in blue near the left, and a single block closer to the bottom in red. Along the top and left side are lists of numbers, everything from 0 to 1,4 to 1,1,1,2,5,1 to 17. Weird. We stare at it for a while and then one of us, doing some googling, realizes it’s a nonogram; the numbers correspond to chains of filled-in blocks in that row or column. Plug it into a nonogram solver and it yields something that looks awfully familiar—a map of North Quad. The red indicates the statue where we found the last clue and the blue is a dorm.
Unfortunately, we explore that building thoroughly and there’s nothing there. We’re certain we’re right, so we email Lugo and all go to bed.
Next morning, Friday, there’s a reply, something vague about “probabilistic interference last night”. We snicker. That’d be gamerunner code for “someone took it down we’ll replace it right away.” We’d know—we took down a few QR codes ourselves. Still, we revisit the dorm and find a QR code right away. It asks for the keyword in the previous URL, and we enter “amaranth” again.
This is it. It has a picture of a fireplace, something in one of the academic buildings, and the instructions, “The machine is calibrated, and in the location above. Contact me with the keyword ‘topiary’ to arrange a time on Saturday to turn it on.”
We do so, also informing everyone else we’ve been in contact with during the game—Snaut, Libby, Alex, Jo. Lugo agrees to 3 pm Saturday. Snaut doesn’t reply. Neither does Libby. Alex says only that they’ll be there. Jo says she’s working on a plan and asks if we have any ideas.
Well.
My Flash fanfic-writing soul isn’t about to let that opportunity pass. With way too much time until Saturday at 3, I start thinking, and eventually email her back with a complex but airtight plan—assuming, that is, that we trust Earth-2 people not to destroy our universe when they realize they’re in danger. She points this out, and adds that, because Snaut’s move from Earth-2 to Earth-1 exacerbated the collisions, maybe sending something to Earth-2 would fix it.
“I just don’t know how we could do this or what we would send…” she says.
Unable to resist, I email back, “The question might not be what we send, but who…” and then immediately backtrack as though I was joking.
We show up. Friday. 4 pm—I know, I know. We got a call at 2:30, a real one from a gamerunner, requesting that we push the time back an hour. A few frantic texts and we agree.
Friday. 4 pm. We find Jo waiting outside on the steps, and eventually Alex joins us, letting us into the building. Lugo’s in there with some crazy machine, mostly constructed of wood and wires, with a desktop and keyboard sitting atop it, not to mention some weirdly colored chemicals.
He starts yelling at us not to touch anything, and something about how we have to be careful what we do around the machine to keep things from aligning wrong as the universes merge. Mostly this means we aren’t allowed access to phones, and instruction sheets for how to finish the calibrations, written by the poor, overworked Alex, have to be kept on the balcony above the main floor.
That said, we have limited time and we have to start the calibrations. Two of us run up to get the instructions and start shouting down at the others. One: line up the colored chemicals in a certain order. It’s just after we finish when Aileen bursts into the room and starts shouting at all of us to stop.
We don’t have time for that. Jo (after advising us to read all the way through the instructions) goes to talk to Aileen, Aileen tries confronting Lugo, something weird happens and Lugo’s hand seems to be experiencing the other universe? We have to keep going, though.
Ambiguously Named Ethics Board Guy, of course, says nothing.
We read all the way through the instructions and turns out Alex had an idea on the last page. They suggest that, if half of the steps for calibration are right, i.e., aligned to merge the two universes, and the other half are wrong in a very particular way, i.e., set to destroy Earth-2, maybe—maybe the two universes will be pushed parallel to each other. It might solve the problem.
Okay. Okay, but that still means we have to solve all the problems. They’re all puzzles, and it’ll take coordination. We start working to set up a grid of tiles. Getting them lined up correctly, when the instructions and the grid are a full floor apart, isn’t the easiest job in the world. Eventually, we get it done. The next step is a logic puzzle, one that’ll be far easier to solve by one person than by shouting. I tell everyone else to get to work on the next step, a cipher, while I puzzle out the logic. We reconvene once that’s done and keep working.
We have four of seven puzzles right now, one of which, according to the instructions, doesn’t actually have a ‘destroy’ setting. Time to get some things wrong.
There’s a Mandela effect challenge, and we struggle to remember what things actually look like in our universe. Easy enough—I nearly wrote a novel about the Mandela effect once.
Then come the hard two. Certain objects need to be set on a grid, and we have to decode a cipher whose keyword we can’t quite figure out. Time is running out—and then everything goes to hell.
Lugo and Aileen burst back into the room and yell at us to stop. Those of us on the balcony clatter down the stairs and we gather on the floor.
“What did you decide?” Jo asks.
We explain—“We’re doing half right and half wrong, it should push the universes apart, according to Alex, but we’re not done—”
“Okay.” Jo, pushing Lugo out of the way, enters the correct code on the machine, which immediately demands more information. She turns to me. “Remember what you said in your last email to me?”
It takes me a moment to remember, but I do. “You said—you said that pushing the universes apart might take an information transfer from here to there, but you didn’t know what. I said it might not be what… it might be who.”
My intrepid team member immediately volunteers, but Aileen (to whom all attention has already turned) shakes her head.
“…I came over to begin with. It started this whole thing. I have to go back.”
Jo, who clearly, clearly knows that there isn’t another option, nevertheless protests. “You can’t.”
“I have to.”
They’ve drifted toward each other; they clasp hands.
“Over there,” Jo says. “You have to find me. The other me. You have to find me and make me fall in love with you.”
Lugo complains in the background. Ambiguously Named Ethics Board Guy hovers ominously.
Aileen goes to the machine, grips the wire, screams, and falls to the ground. Jo scrambles to her side, sobbing.
A beat.
Then Aileen moves, turns over, looks confused and pushes away from Jo. “What…what’s happening?”
“Aileen…” Jo murmurs.
“Who’s Aileen? My name is Aiden Murgel.”
“Of course it is,” we whisper to each other.
Murgel stands and leaves.
“All that grant money, and all I have to show for it is a machine that goes swoosh?” Lugo demands.
Swoosh goes the machine.
Alex is freaking out in a corner somewhere.
Jo is still crying on the floor.
Ambiguously Named Ethics Board Guy crouches next to Jo and hands her a business card.
“Keep in touch,” they say.
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8/30/19 - Chat with Moonman and GHOSTBABEL
moonman31 2:11 PM: "the weather is crazy right now”
Xenquility 2:12 PM: "Rain?”
moonman31 2:12 PM: "nah not yet, soon though”
moonman31 2:12 PM: "Everything was cool here and suddenly we got all these hurricane warnings today”
Slinky stinks 2:13 PM: "its because it was 10hour version”
Xenquility 2:13 PM: "Think you'll be okay?”
moonman31 2:13 PM: "I should be?”
moonman31 2:13 PM: "Florida is used to hurricanes”
moonman31 2:13 PM: "just not so unexpectedly as this”
Mr t series good 2:13 PM: "You dumbasses”
Slinky stinks 2:13 PM: "yeah but an hurricane is a hurricane g”
otherLiam 2:13 PM: "As a fellow Floridian, he'll be okay.”
Slinky stinks 2:14 PM: "take care just in case”
otherLiam 2:14 PM: "The state's infrastructure is built for hurricanes.”
otherLiam 2:14 PM: "That being said, did Wolfcat actually play a song?”
Mr t series good 2:14 PM: "Yeah”
Mr t series good 2:14 PM: "That madlad”
Slinky stinks 2:14 PM: "he did a "Pro slinky move"”
Slinky stinks 2:14 PM: "and posted the 10h version of the SoS”
otherLiam 2:15 PM: "hmm”
moonman31 2:15 PM: "???”
moonman31 2:15 PM: "what are you guys talking about”
Jos 2:15 PM: "Hello, resume?”
Jos 2:15 PM: "Also my moonman”
moonman31 2:15 PM: "it's hurricane season…”
Slinky stinks 2:15 PM: "wait is there a hurricane season?”
otherLiam 2:15 PM: "there is”
Xenquility 2:16 PM: "There's a good chance it wasn't wolfcat”
moonman31 2:16 PM: "you think the song of storms summoned a hurricane?”
Jos 2:16 PM: "(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅m̲̅a̲̅r̲̅i̲̅j̲̅u̲̅a̲̅n̲̅a̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅() this one after "death" should be gret”
Xenquility 2:16 PM: "There's literally a hurricane heading to Florida right now”
Jos 2:16 PM: "NOW that you mention that”
moonman31 2:16 PM: "wait”
moonman31 2:16 PM: "what is the name of that hurricane”
Slinky stinks 2:16 PM: "its an alternate universe hurricane”
Xenquility 2:16 PM: "Dorian”
Slinky stinks 2:16 PM: "imagine its called john lol”
moonman31 2:17 PM: "Weird”
moonman31 2:17 PM: "no ours is Helena”
Slinky stinks 2:17 PM: "Helena???”
moonman31 2:17 PM: "it feels like its not a coincidence though”
moonman31 2:17 PM: “the timing is too perfect”
moonman31 2:17 PM: “do you think someone is trying to get us?”
otherLiam 2:17 PM: "You said you just got hurricane warnings, right?”
moonman31 2:17 PM: "I mean all of us?”
Mr t series good 2:18 PM: "Wolf caused it moonman”
Slinky stinks 2:18 PM: "damn…”
moonman31 2:18 PM: "There's a lot of us in the various Floridas…”
moonman31 2:18 PM: "Wolf?”
otherLiam 2:18 PM: "We've known about Dorian for awhile, so it suddenly appearing out of nowhere for you seems pretty bad.”
moonman31 2:18 PM: "doesn't seem like Wolf would do that :\”
Jos 2:18 PM: "Wolf has been weird the past week.”
Xenquility 2:18 PM: "How long ago did the warnings appear?”
Slinky stinks 2:18 PM: "i mean”
Jos 2:18 PM: "i have a lot of proof”
Xenquility 2:18 PM: "(Wolf is always weird)”
Slinky stinks 2:18 PM: "helena sounds familiar”
Jos 2:18 PM: "no no”
Jos 2:18 PM: "weird stuff”
Jos 2:18 PM: "but”
otherLiam 2:18 PM: "...That reminds me. Moonman, it was mentioned to us that you think there's a traitor in our midst. Why do you think that?”
moonman31 2:19 PM: "Because they were posting your discord convos in the truth”
Mr t series good 2:19 PM: "What If Wolfs the traitor”
Slinky stinks 2:19 PM: "Wait what”
moonman31 2:19 PM: "that's all gone now though”
Mr t series good 2:19 PM: "Would Match with him Posting Songs”
moonman31 2:19 PM: "it was in the Internet Detectives thread”
Jos 2:19 PM: "@otherLiam accept friend”
otherLiam 2:19 PM: "we are now frens”
Mr t series good 2:20 PM: "Nice”
Slinky stinks 2:20 PM: "accept frend too liam”
otherLiam 2:20 PM: "did it”
Wolfcat 2:21 PM: "i posted the song of storms in reference to the actual hurricane hitting florida right now”
Mr t series good 2:21 PM: "Oh”
otherLiam 2:21 PM: "Were they posting discord convos from here, or the main ID discord?”
Wolfcat 2:21 PM: "i never meant for it to be an actual submission”
Mr t series good 2:21 PM: "Sorry then wolf”
otherLiam 2:21 PM: "Well, Slinky didn't mean the Elegy to be an actual submission”
moonman31 2:21 PM: "they were from the ID discord”
moonman31 2:21 PM: "mainly”
otherLiam 2:21 PM: "but here we are”
Slinky stinks 2:21 PM: "lol”
Slinky stinks 2:21 PM: "okay”
Slinky stinks 2:21 PM: "prolly it was the first post”
Slinky stinks 2:21 PM: "it was made by nocta”
otherLiam 2:21 PM: "Then that doesn't necessarily mean we have a traitor, anyone can join that thing and take screenshots.”
Slinky stinks 2:22 PM: "but its deleted”
Wolfcat 2:22 PM: "nocta was also spying on our tumblr if im remebering correctly”
Slinky stinks 2:22 PM: "and a lot of people joined and quitted recently”
moonman31 2:22 PM: "uh well i thought you need special perms to go beyond the welcome area”
moonman31 2:22 PM: "but this was going on for a while”
Slinky stinks 2:23 PM: "oh yeah”
Slinky stinks 2:23 PM: "the ID role”
Slinky stinks 2:23 PM: "i couldn't see the general with my Side Acc”
otherLiam 2:23 PM: "Hrm.”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 2:26 PM: "ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛᴡᴏ ʜᴜʀʀɪᴄᴀɴᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴏɪɴɪᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴄᴇ? sᴇᴇᴍs ꜰɪsʜʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ.”
Jos 2:27 PM: "I don't think so”
Mr t series good 2:27 PM: "Babel you think the Song caused it”
Slinky stinks 2:27 PM: "i mean now everything its a coincidence”
Jos 2:27 PM: "I mean”
Slinky stinks 2:27 PM: "we cant asume stuff now bc we dont have Any info”
ARGdov 2:28 PM: "God shit is bad”
ARGdov 2:28 PM: "Sadly Im prepccupied”
Mr t series good 2:28 PM: "Oof”
ARGdov 2:28 PM: "Dont do anything stupid you guys”
Wolfcat 2:29 PM: "who do you think we are?”
Slinky stinks 2:29 PM: "dont post songs as memes”
Mr t series good 2:29 PM: ":moonman:”
Slinky stinks 2:29 PM: "thats what you guys told me lol”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 2:29 PM: "ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴡᴇ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ᴏꜰꜰ sᴏᴍᴇ ʀɪsᴋʏ sᴛᴜꜰꜰ. ɪ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘᴏssɪʙʟʏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴏɴsᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴄᴇs. sʜᴏʀᴛʟʏ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀsᴛ sᴛᴏʀᴍ ᴅᴇᴠᴇʟᴏᴘᴇᴅ. ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏɪɴɪᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏs.”
Slinky stinks 2:29 PM: "and it happened again”
Jos 2:30 PM: "yeah, as i said, it is not, but i can't speak much”
Slinky stinks 2:30 PM: "does the length of the song also means sum
lime if i post a 10 hour version of something it would mean more effectively”
ARGdov 2:30 PM: "I doubt it”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 2:31 PM: "ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ɴᴏᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴛᴀᴍᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴꜰɪɴɪᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴛᴀᴍᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ʙᴀᴄᴋ. ᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴏᴡ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʙᴀʟᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ ᴏꜰ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ɪs ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ.”
moonman31 2:32 PM: ":neutral_face:”
ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 2:33 PM: "ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜᴇᴏʀʏ ᴛʜᴇɴ. ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇssɪᴍɪsᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ I ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ sᴇʀɪᴏᴜsʟʏ, ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʜᴏᴇs. ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ.”
Slinky stinks 2:33 PM: "moonman poker faces”
Jos 2:33 PM: "We are”
ARGdov 2:33 PM: "We’re concerned”
Slinky stinks 2:34 PM: "take care moony, we dont know how interdimensional  hurricanes can be”
moonman31 2:34 PM: "meh”
Slinky stinks 2:34 PM: "just asking”
Slinky stinks 2:34 PM: "how was that hurricane that fucked up A LOT called?”
Slinky stinks 2:34 PM: "who is @0118072119”
Slinky stinks 2:34 PM: "is in both servers and it freaks me out a little lol”
Jos 2:36 PM: "Idk just a player”
moonman31 2:43 PM: ((Moonman posts a screenshot of a Google search, showing results for a hurricane named Helena))
Mr t series good 2:43 PM: "Oh shit”
Slinky stinks 2:43 PM: "what the heck”
Jos 2:44 PM: "Do you have google over there?”
moonman31 2:44 PM: "What? Yeah”
ARGdov 2:44 PM: "Daaamn”
ARGdov 2:44 PM: "Weird one thing presicted it coming a couple days ago”
ARGdov 2:44 PM: "Although wait”
ARGdov 2:44 PM: "Category 1 is a weak hurricane right?”
moonman31 2:45 PM: "Uh yeah i guess they announced it as a storm a few days ago but suddenly its like a CAT 4”
ARGdov 2:45 PM: "Jesus fuck ok”
ARGdov 2:45 PM: "Yeah ok so Wolf is responsible”
moonman31 2:46 PM: "wait”
moonman31 2:46 PM: "google your hurricane”
moonman31 2:46 PM: "and see how it compares”
Jos 2:46 PM: ((Jos posts a screenshot of a Google search similar to Moonman’s, only the names are replaced with “Dorian”))
Jos 2:46 PM: “sorry for the spasnih stuff”
moonman31 2:47 PM: "seems the same”
Slinky stinks 2:47 PM: "hmmm”
Slinky stinks 2:47 PM: "yeah”
ARGdov 2:47 PM: "Simmilar but not the same”
Slinky stinks 2:47 PM: "is helena hitting in georgia too?”
otherLiam 2:47 PM: "might just be us being parallel earths, might have been wolfcat posting the song of storms as a meme.”
Slinky stinks 2:47 PM: "Simmilar but not the same”
Slinky stinks 2:47 PM: "LIKE THE WHOLE TIMELINE”
Slinky stinks 2:47 PM: "that caps sorry”
Mr t series good 2:48 PM: "Yes”
ARGdov 2:48 PM: "The hurricane in the other timelie was weak”
Slinky stinks 2:48 PM: "i pressed by accident”
ARGdov 2:48 PM: "And then not so long after Wolf posted it it got absurdly strong”
Jos 2:48 PM: "Actually”
Jos 2:48 PM: "not only song of storm.”
Jos 2:48 PM: "but the healing song”
Jos 2:48 PM: "both hidden as memes”
ARGdov 2:50 PM: "Yeesh”
otherLiam 2:50 PM: "i doubt the song of healing counted”
moonman31 2:51 PM: ((Moonman posts a news article about hurricane Helena))
Xenquility 2:52 PM: ((Xenquility posts the same news article as it appears in our timeline, having the name replaced with “Dorian”))
otherLiam 2:52 PM: "hmmm.”
otherLiam 2:52 PM: "for the record”
otherLiam 2:52 PM: "there has never been a hurricane Helena in our timeline.”
Slinky stinks 2:53 PM: "hmmm”
otherLiam 2:53 PM: "we had a Tropical Storm Helena once. We've had Hurricanes Elena and Helene.”
Slinky stinks 2:53 PM: "i mean yeah”
Slinky stinks 2:53 PM: "it has been a helena tropical storm”
Slinky stinks 2:53 PM: "9 deds”
moonman31 2:55 PM: "Dorian /ˈdɔːriən/ is a unisex given name of Greek origin. In Greek the meaning of the name Dorian is: Of Doris, a district of Greece; or of Doros, a legendary Greek hero. Doros was the son of Hellen of Sparta (who was the daughter of Zeus and Leda). Doros was the founder of the Dorian tribe, and the most likely origin of Doros' name was the Greek word "doron", meaning "gift". The Dorians were an obscure, ancient Hellenic tribe that were supposed to have existed in the north-eastern regions of Greece, ancient Macedonia and Epirus.”
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