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.:A Brief Interlude:.
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. ))
What: It's a meeting.
Where: Mac Anu, Ganymede's McMansion.
When: 10/12
Warnings: Nothing yet.
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.
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But still angling for the best of things happening despite conditions worsening. ]
Yes, better than that by far.
[ ...Anyway. ]
What kind of place would be easier to defend than a Root Town?
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Michel's gaze drifts towards Hani again, his arms still steady and secure around Ganymede. Is this the best time to talk strategy? But maybe it's a distraction... He has no deftness with these things. ]
The recreational areas aren't being attacked yet. The mall and the camping grounds each have food supplies, if nothing else.
[
Michel really wants this to go full slasher movie]But we'd lose easy access to the Chaos Gates if the Root Towns become inaccessible.
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...So in the end Root Towns would be best to defend.
Just because of the risk in abandoning them. Even if they're not easy to.
[ He sighs, thinking about things. Why can't they just smash monsters and then they stop coming? That's far too simple of a plan and he knows it, though, leaning a bit more into Michel. ]
We'll have to find where they're coming in from. Where they all are.
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They're only data. There's no limit on the number of them that could be made. They don't occupy space, they're only...
[ A concept, a template waiting to be stamped. He stares off in thought. ]
Short of overloading the system with so many of them that it can't generate any more, I doubt there's a way to do that.
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[ Help he's not a data person and shows. Ganymede sounds so confused that he's definitely lost by a mile and a half. ]
What if there's only one way the 'data' can get in, though? Can't we find a way to overturn that?
[ Override... ]
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Do you mean, disable the write or copy privileges on who or whatever is creating the monsters? I suppose... if we had higher access than them. Which must be admin, at least. Or delete the monster data from the codebase entirely.
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...Yeah, that! That's exactly what I meant.
[ It's clear that Ganymede understands none of that. ]
Maybe we can rewrite stuff too.
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You have no idea what I just said.
[ But it can't hurt to have given him a little focus and direction. ]
...Perhaps. You could try asking Zelkova. He might be able to, even if we can't.
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Ganymede flails a little before reaching out to poke at Michel in return. Even if it is a very gentle pinch. ]
So mean!
[ He's pouting at him, but he looks thoughtful. ]
...As in be able to do all the things you listed out right now?
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[ In other circumstances, it would be a fascinating conversation to have. Now, well. He's tired, and his hopes are few.
He tolerates the pinch with the slightest smile of amusement. Yes, he's very mean. He deserved that. ]
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I'm not good with coding and all that, so I wouldn't think to ask.
[ He sees that amusement and wants to both kiss as well as pull on his cheeks. He decides to shift so he can plant two kisses on either side of the other male's face. Perfect retaliation. ]
Thanks for the suggestions.
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[ But he accepts his reward with a little tilt of his head for each kiss. After a moment of hesitation he leans down to press one of his own to Ganymede's forehead as a promise. ]