Day 16
[GC]: yourea
[GC]: imsorry
[GC]: imsorrycanyourepeatthat
[CG]: I'm a KINNIE. One of the KINFOLK.
[GC]: Whothefuckareyoukinning? Spirit,StallionoftheCimmaron?
[CG]: KOMAEDA.
[GC]: Ofcourse.
[GC]: WhydidIevenask.
[GC]: Wait,howdoyouknowwhokomaedais?
[GC]: AndhowdoyouknowwhatIlooklike?!
[CG]: I figured out YOU were an ALIEN pretty fast. So I used the PLAYERPORTAL program to BACKDOOR a surveillance routine into your COMPUTER.
[GC]: Wow!Okay,that'sextremelyinvasive!
[CG]: I needed to be SURE you weren't some HOSTILE EMPIRE planning to WIPE US OUT before I shared my DATA with you.
[CG]: My culture is pretty PEACEFUL. We don't maintain an ARMY or anything, and a LOT of PREDATORY EMPIRES would like to CONQUOR and ENSLAVE or GENOCIDE us. We SURVIVE by KNOWING THINGS before anyone else and by LIVING PLACES NO ONE ELSE WANTS TO.
[CG]: If it had turned out this GAME was just an ELABORATE PLAN to keep us PREOCCUPIED while you DESTROYED US WITH METEORS or something, that would have been MY FAULT.
[GC]: Iguessthat'sfair... Butyoucouldhaveletmeknowyouwereacrazymulticoloredhorsealien! Youknow,onceyouknewIwasn'tanevilempire!
[CG]: I DID try, actually. I TOLD you I was a kinnie. You just LAUGHED and made a joke about NO DOUBLES.
[GC]: WellYEAH,Ijustthoughtyouwereanerd! Notanalien!
[CG]: I think this is ALL kind of BESIDE THE POINT. Our SESSIONS have been SMASHED TOGETHER for some reason.
[GC]: ThatdoesexplainthestuffIsaw,kindof...It'slikeoursessionsspawnedontopofoneanotherorsomething.
[CG]: They BOTH clearly had some kind of GLITCH. We must have MESSED SOMETHING UP in the base code. Except that doesn't make SENSE.
[GC]: Whynot?
[CG]: Because of the PATCH. I didn't MAKE that patch. I found it READY MADE for the EXACT GLITCH we were having, in the SAME PLACE I found the BASE CODE. If WE caused the PLAYER STRATIFICATION ERROR, why would there be a PREMADE PATCH waiting in a TIME CAPSULE for JUST THE RIGHT MOMENT to FIX IT?
[GC]: Wellweknowtherearetimeshenanigansinvolvedinthisgame.
[GC]: MaybeyouDIDmakeitatsomepointinthefutureandleftitforyourselftofind.
[CG]: No, it's NOT my work. I'm NOT that good, and anyway I'd RECOGNIZE my own code. It's not PILOT'S either, and he's the ONLY person I know who can CODE that well.
[GC]: It'sdefinitelynotmine. IonlyknowenoughC++togetmyselfintotrouble.
[GC]: So,what,thiswassupposedtohappen? Thegamewantedustogetjammedtogetherthisway?
[CG]: SOMEONE wanted this to happen, but it wasn't NECESSARILY the game.
[GC]: Whothen? Andwhy? Whatpossiblepurposecouldthatserve?
[CG]: From what I know of this game so far, probably something RECURSIVE and HORRIBLE.
[GC]: AndI'dsaythere'saprettygoodlikelihooditwasoneofus,right?
[CG]: PROBABLY. Only SO MANY people in the game, and you'd pretty much HAVE to be involved in the game to get access to the TIME SHENANIGANS necessary to SET THIS UP.
[GC]: WellnottopointfingersbutoneofyouguysDIDtrytokillmeearlier.
[CG]: Oh that was just PILOT, freaking out because you KILLED our SHIP.
[GC]: You'veintroducedbothaliensandkinningtothisconversationsonowIcan'ttellifyoumeanaliteralshiportheotherkind.
[CG]: LITERAL. Our SPACE SHIP. And you didn't REALLY kill her. That was MOSTLY my fault. He was just LASHING OUT. Losing a SHIP is a BIG DEAL for a PILOT. Like a FREQUENTLY FATAL kind of BIG DEAL.
[GC]: Oh,shit.
[CG]: I THINK he's going to be ALRIGHT, but there's NO TELLING. You'd THINK the game would have some kind of FAILSAFE built in for PEOPLE WHO ARE PSYCHICALLY BONDED to their ORGANOTECH. If OUR SPECIES was meant to PLAY this game, that was ALWAYS going to be a problem.
[GC]: Thosesurearesomewildthingsyoujustsaid.
[GC]: Maybeyoucouldjustgivemelike,aquickprimeronyourwholedeal?
[GC]: Whatalldoyouknowabouthumansbytheway?
[CG]: MORE than I'd LIKE TO.
[CG]: My SURVEILLANCE PROGRAM picked up a LOT from your INTERNET.
[GC]: Ooh. I'msorry.
[CG]: So NOT SO MUCH on your BIOLOGY, TECHNOLOGY, or HISTORY but PLENTY about your CURRENT POP CULTURE, OPINIONS on WHICH PEOPLE SHOULD BE KISSING, and your MORAL VALUES with regards to POPULAR MEDIA. Also like, no offense but it KINDA seemed like you were living in a CORPORATE OWNED DYSTOPIA ruled by someone called DISNEY?
[GC]: Yeahthatsoundsright.
[GC]: So,yourturn. What'sthedealwithKinnies?
[CG]: DUNNO. We're your basic SPACE FARING EXPLORER CIVILIZATION. We PRIDE ourselves on our ability to ADAPT ourselves and our tech to INTERGRATE SEAMLESSLY with ANY ECOSYSTEM. We've got SETTLEMENTS on MORE PLANETS in than ANY OTHER SPECIES IN THE CLUSTER. We've got this WHOLE THING about RITUALLY EMBODYING our ANCESTORS or LEGENDARY FIGURES to lend us COURAGE and WISDOM in times of STRIFE. Our MUSIC is really good too, I guess? I don't really KNOW what to TELL you.
[GC]: Yousaidyourpilotispsychicallybondedtoyourship,right? What'sthatabout?
[GC]: Alsodoeshelike,getarealname? WhyishejustPilotallthetime?
[CG]: Yeah THAT'S because pilots and ships use COMPLEX CALL SIGNS that are WAY too long and ridiculous to memorize in order to identify each other during inter-ship communication. It's FASTER and MORE ACCURATE in shipspeech, apparently. They have REAL NAMES but a lot of them DON'T USE THEM and CHOOSE to just go by PILOT. Being TRUSTED with a pilot's REAL NAME is actually considered a PRETTY BIG ROMANTIC GESTURE.
[CG]: So the THING about INTERSTELLAR TRAVEL is it takes A LOT of math. Like A LOT A LOT. Normal brains can't make those CALCULATIONS fast enough. And COMPUTERS that can make them FAST ENOUGH are too CRAZY GIGANTIC to make putting them on a SHIP at all PRACTICAL. And even if you COULD get those computers SMALL ENOUGH, even REALLY GOOD AI isn't as good and fast as a person at INTERPRETING ORDERS and MAKING DECISIONS on the fly.
[CG]: Our ANCESTORS came up with a VARIETY of solutions, but the MOST POPULAR one was to PAIR an AI with a PILOT. The PILOT interprets the CAPTAIN'S orders into COMMANDS the AI can understand, the AI makes the CALCULATIONS, PIGGYBACKING off the PROCESSING POWER of the PILOT'S BRAIN, which can store and process DATA more EFFICIENTLY than anything else we've invented, and then the PILOT plots a course BASED on those CALCULATIONS. Only PROBLEM is, it takes a LIFETIME of training to be able to WORK with the ship's AI that way, not to mention a BUNCH of specialized TECH implanted in your BRAIN. I've seen PILOT RIGS before and I don't even know how all that stuff FITS in there.
[CG]: PILOTS start training SUPER young, and basically NEVER DO ANYTHING ELSE. So ALL pilots are A LITTLE WEIRD. Some, like OURS, get EXTRA WEIRD, because they get EMOTIONALLY ATTACHED to the AI and STOP EVER LEAVING THE SHIP. This is PROBABLY the first time he's been OUTSIDE in a DOZEN STANDARD ANNUAL SOLAR ROTATIONS.
[CG]: It's not HEALTHY but PILOTS are too IMPORTANT and too RARE and too EXPENSIVE to TRAIN for the union to PULL a PILOT'S LICENSE just because he's not GOING OUTSIDE ENOUGH.
[GC]: Whyaretheysorareandimportant? Youguysrunningsomekindofmassiveintergalactictradeempire? Thespicemustflow?
[CG]: The WHAT.
[GC]: Nevermind.
[CG]: Not everyone can BE a pilot. You have to have the RIGHT KIND OF BRAIN to start with, and they AREN'T that common. Plus, even if your BRAIN is right, if you don't start TRAINING early enough, you'll NEVER be good enough to meet UNION MINIMUM REQUIREMENTS. And since you CAN'T have a functioning crew without a PILOT, they're a PRETTY HOT COMMODITY. Competition to attract a good pilot is FIERCE. Even the NOT VERY GOOD ONES can still expect to be COURTED by at least a good HANDFUL of prospective captains. We're LUCKY ours is such a WEIRDO. He's REALLY TALENTED and CUTE and probably could have netted a BIG, HIGH PROFILE CREW if he wasn't such an AKWARD LITTLE NERD with such OBVIOUS ATTACHMENT ISSUES.
[GC]: Cute?
[CG]: Yeah, Pilot's ADORABLE. Like TOO adorable. I just want to SQUISH his STUPID CUTE LITTLE HEAD.
[GC]: Lmaosoundslikeyouhaveacrush.
[CG]: Well, YEAH, he's my PILOT?
[CG]: If I wasn't at least a LITTLE into him, I never would have joined his CREW.
[GC]: Isthatarequirement?
[CG]: Oh RIGHT, you guys don't do ROMANCE the NORMAL way.
[CG]: YEAH, it's a REQUIREMENT.
[CG]: It's like... do you know that show STAR TREK?
[CG]: Or FIREFLY?
[CG]: Or DARK MATTER?
[CG]: I may have BINGE WATCHED some of your human television. Or A LOT of your human television. For a culture that DOESN'T GET CREWMANCE AT ALL, you write some COMPELLING shipboard drama.
[CG]: ANYWAY, it's like that except EVERYONE is in LOVE and probably SLEEPING TOGETHER even more than they ALREADY ARE.
[GC]: YeahIthinkyoulostme.
[CG]: Okay, FIREFLY, right?
[GC]: Right?
[CG]: But CAPTAIN MAL and PILOT WASH are in LOVE. And so are ENGINEER KAYLEE and FIRST MATE ZOE. AND FIRST MATE ZOE and AMBASSADOR INARA. AND AMBASSADOR INARA and DOCTOR SIMON. And DOCTOR SIMON and GUNNER JAYNE. AND GUNNER JAYNE and PILOT WASH? SUPER DEFINITELY BONING.
[GC]: Jesus.
[CG]: I DON'T know who that IS, but if they're ON the SHIP they are ALSO BONING.
[GC]: Waitwhere'sRiverinthisscenario?
[CG]: Intentionally LEFT OUT because she makes things TOO COMPLICATED and this is just supposed to be an ANALOGY.
[GC]: Ananalogyforwhat? Thatyouguysapparentlycantflyashiptogetherwithoutturningitintoanorgy?
[CG]: If you're GOING to be DISRESPECTFUL I'll just LEAVE.
[GC]: You'rerightsorrythatwasuncalledfor.
[CG]: I could say some SHIT about all the WEIRD GROSS HUMAN SEX I had to sit through in some of those shows. If we start TAKING SHOTS at each other about our species MATING BEHAVIOR you will NOT come out on top, TRUST ME.
[GC]: Fair.
[GC]: Butyou'rereallyjustalldoingitallthetime?
[CG]: NO? We've got OTHER SHIT TO DO, like you know, FLY THE SHIP. Some DYNAMICS aren't even NECESSARILY SEXUAL at all. They're all ROMANTIC but the BONING is OPTIONAL. The SANCTORGE between an ENGINEER and their CAPTAIN is TRADITIONALLY NON-SEXUAL, and PRAGMA is frequently intentionally kept NON-SEXUAL, right up until it VERY MUCH ISN'T.
[GC]: Youlostmeagain.
[GC]: Thisisfascinating,bytheway.
[CG]: Now I feel like you're getting a WEIRD KICK out of it and I WANT to STOP.
[GC]: It'snotlikethat! You'rejustthefirstalienI'veevermetandIwanttoknowallyourweirdcoolshit, you know?
[CG]: FINE, FINE. But AFTER, you have to explain some WEIRD COOL SHIT to me.
[GC]: Ofcourse,anything!
[CG]: I want to UNDERSTAND what a HORSE is.
[GC]: Oh,boy.
[CG]: ANYWAY, so the RELATIONSHIPS between various MEMBERS of the CREW traditionally reflect at least one of the SIX DYNAMICS.
[CG]: The FIRST and MOST IMPORTANT is CAGAPE, which is the unconditional love a captain feels for their whole crew. The Captain's dynamic is ALWAYS cagape, because they have to love EVERYONE the SAME, or it'd cause PROBLEMS.
[CG]: PRAGMA is about like, RESTRAINT and FORMALITY because sometimes you'd LIKE to SMOOCH but you CAN'T for REASONS and that just makes you want to SMOOCH MORE. You see that with FIRST MATES a LOT.
[CG]: SANCTORGE is usually directed at CAPTAINS or FIRST MATES. It's about DEVOTION and being willing to FOLLOW SOMEONE ANYWHERE without QUESTION because you KNOW they'll TAKE CARE OF YOU.
[CG]: LUSURE is big with GUNNERS and ARTISTS. It's just like, someone you can have FUN with, someone who lowers your INHIBITIONS and makes you want to CUT LOOSE and makes you like, SEE the BEAUTY in the WORLD and STUFF.
[CG]: CAEROS is the BIG SEXY ONE. It's not JUST about who gets your MOTOR RUNNING, though that's a BIG PART of it. It's also about like, ANYTHING PHYSICAL, so stuff like wanting to physically PROTECT them and FEED them and stuff.
[CG]: PHILIUST is PILOT STUFF. It's TOTAL TRUST, being willing to PUT YOUR LIFE in someone else's HANDS.
[GC]: Isn'tthatjusttheSACKTORGEoneagain?
[CG]: NO, it's COMPLETELY DIFFERENT. It's like- the difference between being willing to TAKE A BULLET for someone, and being willing to STAND THERE and LET SOMEONE SHOOT YOU. One is about GOING THE EXTRA MILE for someone, putting YOURSELF in danger FOR THEM, because you believe they're DOING THE RIGHT THING. The other is being willing to let THEM put YOU in danger, GIVING up CONTROL, because you TRUST them NEVER to GO TO FAR, and to CATCH YOU if you FALL.
[CG]: It's the TRUST a pilot HAS to have for their CAPTAIN and their ENGINEER, because the CAPTAIN decides where the SHIP goes, and the ENGINEER keeps her FLYING. If the PILOT doesn't have COMPLETE FAITH in their CAPTAIN, they might IGNORE ORDERS that put the SHIP at RISK. If they don't TRUST their ENGINEER, they can't TRUST the INFORMATION they give them about HOW the Ship is RUNNING, how DAMAGED she is, what SYSTEMS are AFFECTED, which effects the DECISIONS the pilot needs to make about HOW to fly the ship.
[CG]: There's a REASON the ESSENTIAL TRIO is ESSENTIAL, and why you need to LOCK THAT DOWN before you can EXPAND your crew.
[CG]: But the GOAL is to EVENTUALLY build the IDEAL SEXTET. Sort of the NUCLEAR FAMILY, if you want it in human terms. CAPTAIN, PILOT, ENGINEER, FIRST MATE, DOCTOR, GUNNER. There are BIGGER crews, OBVIOUSLY. Other ROLES on the ship that can be FILLED, and some that can handle MORE THAN ONE. And if you're INTO SOMEONE and you've got the ESSENTIAL TRIO taken care of, you can GENERALLY find a PLACE FOR THEM no matter WHAT. But the SEXTET is what MOST PEOPLE aim for. And EVENTUALLY, after ten or so annual solar cycles of EXPLORING and ADVENTURE, you SETTLE DOWN TOGETHER somewhere as a LAND BASED CREW, and help RAISE the NEXT GENERATION of EXPLORERS.
[CG]: Make SENSE?
[GC]: TbhIprocessedalmostnoneofthat,butwhatIdidseemedprettycool.
[GC]: I'mjustgonnastickwith"startekbutthey'reallboning."
[CG]: FINE if you want to just IGNORE all the NUANCE and ROMANCE of it.
[CG]: ANYWAY, I need to go CHECK on my CAPTAIN. He just got BIT by some kind of FUCKED UP IMP.
[GC]: Ohno,isheokay?
[CG]: I THINK so. If he ISN'T I'm gonna KILL him.
[CG]: We'll TALK LATER. And then. You will EXPLAIN the HORSES.
[GC]: :|
Adjunct Anomaly
A homestuck fansession nanowrimo project, guided by reader suggestion.
Three people begin a game of SBURB only to discover their session has collided with another, and the game itself has been radically altered to compensate. There’s two groups of players, but only one prize.
Also Derse is Long. Don’t worry about it.
A young girl(…?) sits in her bedroom. It is not her birthday, and she already has a name.
Your name is NELL DIAMOND, which is something you would probably be bullied for if you’d ever gone to any particular school long enough for the other kids to learn your name. And also if more kids your age were familiar with the SOFT ROCK OF THE 80’s 90’s AND TODAY. You enjoy CONTAINER GARDENING and own a variety of POTTED PLANTS, including two small FIG TREES. They and this laptop are your only belongings not currently stored in a CARDBOARD BOX, because you have spent all of your life that you can remember MOVING, having JUST MOVED, or ABOUT TO MOVE AGAIN. You learned early on not to bother fully unpacking. You love FANTASY of the high sparkling UNICORNS AND FAIRIES variety popular in the LATE 80’s and EARLY 90’s. Your only FRIENDS are on the INTERNET where you cannot MOVE AWAY and LEAVE THEM BEHIND. And you are ABOUT TO BE KILLED BY METEORS.
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