hadriel | ✘ Round 1

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Greetings.

I am new to this city. I seek information on a number of things. I have been told that an individual that goes by the name of 'Arya' may be able to tell me more. But anyone else who is willing to part with information--on the city, on the supposed 'gods' that rule it, or any attempts to escape from it--well, it would be appreciated. If you require it, I will find some way to reciprocate, once I have gotten my bearings.

That is all. [He's tempted to ask about the presence of nonhumans in the city and how they are tolerated, but that strikes him as a bit too specific of a question. He's largely been in hiding since his arrival, both because his mission to earth mandated secrecy and because all previous attempts at contact had ended absolutely horribly for him. Glacius isn't feeling secure or trusting enough yet to give away what he really is, hence the text--it's hard to adjust his large fingers to the buttons and he rarely writes in common, but it doesn't give away his appearance or his voice. It's as impersonal as he can currently be. This will have to do for now.]

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I'm in the process of creating a map of the area, as well as marking where some of the monsters or other animals have been cited. It's not complete yet, but you may find it useful.

[The map in question is attached.]

What do you want to know about the gods?

I'd be willing to help answer any questions about this city, but it'd be a lot to type up. Anything specific I can answer for you?

[ Arya has never been called out by name on the network before, and her first instinct is to be frightened. In Westeros, most people who wanted to see anyone with that name wished Arya I'll. But those were Lannisters, and their men, and there are no Lannisters here.

Even so, Arya proceeds with caution. ]

Who are you?

[Glacius isn't completely familiar with the network, the devices that are used to access it, or the attachment system--and the fact that this technology seems primitive compared to what he's used to does not help. He has to fiddle with it for a moment but eventually he gets the map to open--and Makers, this is already turning out to be much more painless than he anticipated. He'll study the map intensely later. As for right now:] Received. Thank you.

Nearly anything; information is a useful tool, and it would be foolish of me not to equip myself adequately. I'm sure I could come up with specific questions, but first--is there anything you could tell me that you think would be particularly pertinent here?

Edited 2016-03-20 22:58 (UTC)

Well, for starters, this is the first city I've seen constructed underground. Was there a specific purpose there? Has it always been located here, or was it somehow moved, perhaps by the power or will of these 'gods'-- this may seem a ridiculous question, but I noticed that a number of the strange spire-like structures seem to be strangely cut-off, pressed against the cave's ceiling as they are.

Moreover, this city seems to have fallen into a state of disrepair. Are any of the original inhabitants still alive to this day, or are the only beings that inhabit it now ones that have been pulled through this 'Door'? If the latter, do we have any idea of what happened to them, or where they went?

... I could go on, but I trust this is more than enough to assail you with initially. Thank you for your patience.

There is a great deal of information.

One: death is not permanent. The one called Hope has the ability to resurrect the fallen. This process is not without pain.

Two: the gods feed off emotions. They orchestrate and manipulate events in order to facilitate this.

Three: supplies are limited. The gods provide us with some, but it cannot always be trusted. The food was recently poisoned.

Four: We have found nothing that allows us to harm the gods. Yet.

[And yet, this guy comes back with a whole lot of text.]

Let's see if I can't answer at least a few of these. I've not been here too long myself.

I'm not sure how the city got here, but underground facilities are something I'm familiar with from back home. Maybe not an entire city, but a self-sustaining community. Some of them, anyway. Maybe the gods had a reason for putting all this down here, or maybe it's as much of an unknown as how we get home. You'd be better off asking them directly.

As for the original inhabitants, I haven't seen any. Don't know what happened to them. Pretty sure they're long gone and, judging by the furniture in the houses and how little the gods seem to understand the people that've been brought in, they weren't human.

I'm pretty new, too, not sure how much I can tell you that you don't already know.
that said there seem to be a handful of them. they call themselves gods but I'm not sure I buy it. and people get really touchy about you pressing their buttons.

( which, she kinda gets, but it's frustrating at the same time. )

[Some of this Glacius has already heard, though it is good to hear it from another source to confirm that the person who originally told him all of this was not just attempting to trick him. One thing, however, sticks in his mind:] Death is... not permanent? In what way? Are humans reanimated as skeletons, or are there sorcerers here who have become immortal through the use of dark powers?

[Those are the only ways he's ever seen humans cheat death, and he's not looking forward to running into those sorts of individuals again. Spinal and Kan-Ra... they were more than enough.]

[Alright, it's not a lot of information, but there are some interesting tidbits in there. He'll take what he can get.]"Ask them directly"? These gods allow you to openly converse with them? And by "long gone", I am going to guess that they weren't fortunate to just up and leave this city. Do you think the gods tired of them, used them up, or was it an outside force that decimated their numbers and left the city in ruins?

[It's much easier to type these things than attempt to say them.]

Neither. After death, the individual will find themselves waking in Hope's temple. The process does not appear to strengthen or modify them in any noticeable way.

I am new to the city, and want only to leave it so that I may return home. My name is Glacius. [He entertained, briefly, the idea of offering up a false name... but he doesn't like lying, and he doesn't really know enough about human naming conventions to construct a convincing one anyways.]

A woman named Z told me of you, if that helps at all.

I am not sure either. The "Door" that we were pulled through could simply be some individual or organization utilizing inter-dimensional manipulation... [which would be alarming and require his immediate attention, as it was something only his people should have access to, but didn't necessarily indicate the presence of gods...] But then again, maybe I simply have a different conception of what a 'god' is from others, I--

--I have no interest in touching pieces of people's clothing, do not worry. [That just sounds outright odd. An expert of human expressions and slang, Glacius is decidedly not.]

... I am extrapolating that you believe Hope is responsible for resurrecting individuals that have died in this city. [If what he's been told about the gods warring for power and getting that power by feeding off of their respective emotions is true, that is. He could see the resurrection of a loved one inspiring quite a bit of hope. But it's a very, very odd thought, almost to the point of being disquieting.]

Hope has claimed responsibility for doing so. A corpse provides no emotions to feed off of.

But I have just witnessed a whole handful of new arrivals like myself being brought to this city. If they have the power to draw in more beings, then why... why do that to someone? Why not let the dead rest, if they can simply be replaced? [This is making him feel highly uneasy. It doesn't sound like these gods--even the ones named for positive emotions--care all that much about them. No, it's starting to sound like they're all just livestock to be herded and harvested.]

Unclear. However, they are attempting to resurrect more gods and the object that brings people in may not be entirely under their control. They may be attempting to conserve all possible sources of fuel.

[Annnd there it is. Confirmation of his unspoken fears. He was hoping that even though he'd essentially been kidnapped by these gods, it was going to turn out better for him than the last time he was forced to play along with the whims of others. But these gods sound just as uncaring about him as Ultratech had been. He doesn't really know how to respond, so he changes the subject, because this is at the front of his mind now:] Have there ever been any escape attempts from this city? I have done some searching myself, but it seems... deceptively difficult, when the only paths that lead out are a labyrinthine maze of tunnels.

Attempts have been made to explore and map the tunnels. We have found no exit. I believe this to be on purpose.

[The gods would hardly make it easy for their meals to escape.]

Of course. They have to get some use out of us, after all. [If tone could translate to text, there would be no shortage of disgust to the alien's words.] But I refuse to be dissuaded so easily. I will continue to try and find a way out. I don't suppose it would be too much to ask to keep me notified of future attempts or plans?

For beings that feed on emotion, they don't seem to understand the intricacies of psychology. Take heart in that.

[It might change. Then they're all fucked.]

Of course not. United we might stand a chance.

My name is Maketh Tua. Pleased to make your acquaintance.

They sometimes show up on the phones. They go by Hope, Fear, and Rage. Aptly named, save for Hope. I'm guessing you can call them yourself, but I wouldn't expect any of them to be very helpful.

[All this typing with only one hand that really works with a touch screen. At least he can't fault this stranger for being curious, but his replies are on the slow end.]

I'd also assume the previous inhabitants didn't just up and leave, not unless they left the same way we came in. The gods claim they have no control over who comes and who goes. If I had to place my bets, it'd be that the gods blew each other up, and everyone else along with them.

[Can you tell he's not very fond of the gods, Glacius? Because he's not very fond of the gods.]

Edited 2016-03-21 21:02 (UTC)

[God using common communication devices? That sounds... extremely peculiar, and is really only making his doubts about them actually being gods--or at least ones that are similar to his people's Makers-- more solid.] Yes, I've heard that the 'gods' are quite subject to infighting. [Though he's not sure if that's true or if it's a clever ruse. He doesn't have enough perspective yet... or any at all, really.] But that is good for us, no? If they are so busy quarreling, surely that will expose whatever weaknesses they may have, or at least provide intermittent chaos when escapes could be attempted.

Edited 2016-03-21 22:23 (UTC)

[United. Glacius isn't so sure how he feels about that; he's a loner, he's operated on his own for just about as long as he can remember now. He's particularly not sure how he feels about initing with a bunch of humans--even when he was trying to protect earth, he was trying to stay under their radar. He hasn't yet realized just how bad things could get. He hasn't yet realized that he might not have a choice. But if it comes down to it, he'll do whatever gives him the best chance at getting out of here, and getting back to his homeworld.]

I suppose so. Glacius, as mentioned previously. Since you're in the process of mapping out the city, may I make one last inquiry of that nature?

What do you need to know?

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