.:A Brief Interlude:.

[ganymed]

Who: Ganymede and people.
What: It's a meeting.
Where: Mac Anu, Ganymede's McMansion.
When: 10/12
Warnings: Nothing yet.
MAC ANU ~ GANYMEDE'S MCMANSION



The everpresent afternoon sunset hangs, echoing picturesque across the glass windows apparent at each spot within the large building. In a large room full of tables and what not are heaps of various cuisine settled here or there. Seafood, pastas, drinks, the like; Mediterranean style so if nobody likes that...gomen.

Ganymede has made it clear that he prefers people to be here in order to get themselves together. Sorted, somehow. They're all acting with a sort of independence he seems disinterested in disturbing, but he wants the prospect of potential solutions to be floated along.

If someone has new information they can share, well, it is encouraged. If not, he hopes that they will at least participate in some way.

It now begins.

 

(( OOC Note: People will not be attacked by monsters once within the McMansion, including pool area. ))

Comments

[tablescraps]

( Strewn out on a couch with his dog Also on the couch is un Mithrun - probably relevant to Hien, his skin gives him cat ears and tail. nya. An early turns slightly in Hien's direction, before, a moment later, he glances at Hien from where he's flopped. )

... Why?

[selfconcept]

[ He is purposefully ignoring his short shorts and thigh-highs for the sake of his sanity. Thanks. ]

... Because he's my boss. I can't get instructions from a dead person.

[tablescraps]

( Hm........

The gears turn. Slowly, languidly, he pushes himself up.

Verbally: )

Have you met him in person?

If yes, are you sure the person you met is really him?

If yes, why would he scrub all information about himself save an ambiguous obituary date?

[selfconcept]

I work remotely. I don't live in Japan.

[ That said. ]

... Isn't it weirder that somebody would be using his identity and that his traces are everywhere in this game?

But assuming it's true...

[ He glances over at a certain someone. ]

[insinning]

[This is something important actually ]

Hien, are you able to say his name?

[selfconcept]

Hm? Yeah.

[ Take my red text. ]

My boss is the Head of Production--Harald Hoerwick. I don't think it's hard to say, even for me.

[ He thinks that's where the problem lies in regarding "able to say his name". ]

[insinning]

But some people can't say Harald Hoerwick here.

[ Looking around at people. Blue text Speculation anyone?]

Like they've been cursed, apparently.

[selfconcept]

Hm?

[ Why should there be no reason to say his boss's name when he's part of a project that everyone is involved in? ]

Such as?

[insinning]

I don't know who yet, but Oriade spoke to them.

[Hmmm]

Maybe they're here too.

1/?

[selfconcept]

[ Hm. Okay. Hien's gaze drifts over to where Oria is. ]

Wait here.

[ And Hien goes. ]

[dissimulative]

[ Wha--why does the head admin want to talk to him all of a sudden?! Go away? Shoo?? He doesn't like you!! Go away!! AAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ]

3/3

[selfconcept]

[ Hien returns. He bullied Oria a little, but it's fine. No Oriades were physically harmed in the process. He seems like... he had a little fun? Don't mind it. ]

He meant Makoto.

[ Though he doesn't seem that surprised. ]

Is that the only person you had in mind, Vogel?

[tablescraps]

... CC Corp probably has some motive. Besides... I found information about him in the States. Though he could've moved to Japan, I guess.

( Tries to follow his gaze... i'll be out but pretend mithrun is around for the rest of this )

[selfconcept]

[ Hien's "gaze" is towards a group of people who are talking about data draining, but then he looks back at Mithrun. ]

Unlike some people, I don't look up information on my higherups.

[ Mostly because he can't be bothered to do it, but. ]

But this is news to me, that I've been working under a dead person all along.

[tot]

[ ...cough. ]

It...could be that a part of him exists separate from his physical self.

[ kind of like herself, but she doesn't like having to constantly be reminded of this. ]

Or however you two communicate.

[selfconcept]

[ Thanks for coming out, Uta. ]

I see. If that's the case, there are a lot of implications to go along with that, don't you think?

[tot]

[ does she get balloons? ]

There are. I've been thinking a lot about them since the news was released, and, honestly, a little bit before then.

[selfconcept]

Would you like to share your findings with everyone?

[ Uta is really the only one who's had that experience and now that she's made herself known to everyone in this building that she's still here in some way, Hien is sure that people would want some answers regarding her situation. ]

[tot]

I don't think there is much to share other than my own personal experiences, but the news about my— [ give her a moment. ] —death came as a surprise to me as much as anyone else who read the article. I didn't realize anything had happened or was happening.

[ so whether that is a good thing or a bad thing you can take that as you wish? like clearly they have been losing being in touch with their real selves but being burned alive??? or. ""alive"". looks into the camera. ]

Nothing has felt different from before and now. I still get hungry. I still can feel pain. [ ... ] It's just as though I am alive even though I'm not.

[selfconcept]

[ He's deep in thought for a long time.

... ]

Thank you for sharing the information, Uta.

[ Look, he's thanking someone! But he seems to mean it, since even he could tell that it was hard to say out loud. ]

[tot]

[ he sure is!! and she'll give him a smile for it. ]

You're welcome, Hien.

I hope this will help people understand what is going on more. [ and because she must— ] Even though I'm not sure what this means about your boss. Such as if it was his intention of letting go of his physical self to only exist within the Fragment or if it was something else.

[trashtier]

[Levi rubs at his arm in a self-soothing gesture as he listens to this.]

Do... [His mouth is dry. Uta's "death" has plagued him for a while now, but he's been too afraid to address it until now.] Do you really believe the article?

[tot]

[ poor levi. she'd reach out and give him a hug if she knew it wouldn't make things worse for him. ]

I think the better question is if the article gives me any reason to doubt it. ...and unfortunately it doesn't.

"Dalgaard" is not a name that I've had associated with me for years. I've made sure of that.

[worldbent]

And? Is functional immortality more or less exciting than you thought it might be?

[Don't mind this creature slinking in from somewhere, looking as smugly content as ever.]

Putting aside the current threat of the monsters, of course. But if such threats did not exist, would any of us age or change at all from this point forward? I should think not, hm? Whether we "exist" here just as digital snapshots of our minds, or as the fully captured human "soul".

...Is that the reward given to us intrepid beta testers for making it this far?

[The way he smiles at Uta suggests he knows a little more than he's letting on as he sips his drink. But then again, he always looks like that.]

[tot]

[ well, whether he knows something that uta doesn't or if This Is Just How He Is, it matters little to uta as she'll just give him a long look for a moment. there's a lot here that he's saying and uta thinks his words over carefully. ]

I don't think I've ever asked for immortality or wanted it. [ in a way, she already lives forever in her songs and music. ] I've only ever wanted for people to feel safe being themselves and not have to worry about anything.

[ take that as you will??? ]

If I can make people happy by easing their pain in some way, then of course I'll want to do that.