Quentin Coldwater (
magician_king) wrote in
hadriel2018-06-08 06:51 pm
Entry tags:
video- bat signalling
Okay, I guess I'm a little overdue for this-
[Here goes nothing.]
My name is Quentin Coldwater. I'm a magician. I used to teach at Brakebills, and for a while, I lived in Fillory. I've got a pretty good grounding in physics and mathematics, and interuniversal travel. Normally I would consider myself able to claw my way out of this shit, but no dice this time.
Is there anyone here who knows anything about any or all of the above?
[He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose, a nervous habit.]
I would like to get the fuck out of here, if anyone has any, uh, inroads on that one. Novel, I'm sure, but we've all got to start somewhere. Cheers.
[Here goes nothing.]
My name is Quentin Coldwater. I'm a magician. I used to teach at Brakebills, and for a while, I lived in Fillory. I've got a pretty good grounding in physics and mathematics, and interuniversal travel. Normally I would consider myself able to claw my way out of this shit, but no dice this time.
Is there anyone here who knows anything about any or all of the above?
[He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose, a nervous habit.]
I would like to get the fuck out of here, if anyone has any, uh, inroads on that one. Novel, I'm sure, but we've all got to start somewhere. Cheers.

Re: video
I'll get in touch with Doctor Alphys in that case. I'd like very much to try to push this research forward.
[And, since he has him there.]
How long have you been in Hadriel?
video
I've been here for a year and a half.
What do you think of Hadriel, so far? Aside from wanting to get out of it as quickly as possible. And what is your world like?
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[He says, pretty bluntly.]
It's a camel. A horse designed by a committee. And I say this as someone who has visited hell, plus grew up in America in the years of the Bush presidency.
[Also he's from 2015 so he has no idea what is coming, is the irony here, but no one tell him that.]
I've lived in and visited several worlds, and this is the weirdest one yet.
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Yes, it's been cobbled together with no real plan, except to provide minimum survival resources for the gods' pets -- us. You've visited hell? I've heard of that place, though my world doesn't have one. What was it like? And I know little of America, but I take it this Bush was a famous tyrant?
[ Being an Elf from the world of Arda, whose links with our familiar Earth are tenuous at best, Curufin could not tell Quentin anything of the fate of those who survived into Earth's future. ]
I've only lived in my own world plus one other, so I do not have much of a sampling of universes. But Hadriel is certainly a strange place. What a circus!
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[Says Quentin, who is political.]
I can't say I completely understand the pet-parasite discourse. They just- hang out and keep us and eat all of our feelings?
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Yes, we're the gods' pets or hosts, and they are parasites. They stage events that are bound to evoke strong emotions from us, and they gobble up the energy we radiate when we have feelings. They aren't in the least apologetic about it, either.
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And what I'm really getting at is, candidly, what have you observed? What have you seen?
[He still can't help but feel like he doesn't really get it.]
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[ He smacks his own forehead lightly. ] If I had a year and a half to describe what I've seen and experienced, I might just be able to list it all.
One of the first things that happened after I got here was an event that was supposed to provide food for the goddess Rage. Suddenly everyone was angry, and for the silliest reasons. I myself was enraged whenever I looked at a building that had more than three windows. Those windows seemed a travesty, an insult to civilized morals, a stain on the face of the universe! I wanted to destroy them, and I got my chance, since in my own world I used to mine my own iron ore and coal and other minerals, and I knew how to make explosives to facilitate the digging of tunnels in the rock. In Hadriel, I already had a batch of perfectly good gunpowder made up, and I packed it into cardboard tubes and stuck them in cracks and apertures of the walls of the Colosseum. Laid some fuse cords. Lit them and ran back to the lawn and threw myself face-down and felt the explosive waves roll over me. Managed to demolish a section of wall. Of course the gods fixed it the next day.
The creepy thing about it was that I was so incensed, and so utterly convinced that the only way to react to my own anger was to destroy a building. Rage must have enjoyed an unholy feast that night!
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[He asks, a little bit alarmed by this news. It's not just everyone who knows how to pack gunpowder into cardboard tubes and make an attempt at detonating a building.
However, the thing's still standing, so then again maybe he doesn't know what he was doing.]