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rekindlenpcs) wrote in touchscreens2014-08-01 12:52 am
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[For fourteen seconds, all any can hear is a faint static coming from all devices connected to the city network. Cellphones, terminals, communication devices of any kind... Perhaps a whisper or two in the background, but nothing that could be truly made out behind the din. However, fifteen seconds after midnight, the flames of the candles all mysteriously light themselves if they weren't already lit, and the voices become clear as crystal. It is all one: male, judging by the bass tone and, for those watching, dark silhouette amidst a blindingly white glare.]
Good evening, guests of our most... esteemed science division and citizenry. Many of you may question why it is that suddenly, a thin veil has overtaken parts of the town since the annual summer festival. I am here to answer that question and more.
[The figure bows deeply before raising to full height.]
Unfortunate as it may be, there are but few means to enter the walls when they have been closed. This much has been true since the days when the gates between districts were wide, and trade flourished. For all its talk of community and friendship, these traits the leaders have always kept exclusive to those within than those without. Therefore, we who remain in the wastes forced our way in.
[The figure lifts his arms, a pompous air about him as he speaks.]
Yes, it was those of our number a small band of you located three months prior. The young ones, who left the writings on the walls. I, who first successfully hacked into their networks. All for the sake of this day, that I might speak to you all freely without the censorship of our most esteemed scientists.
In the many months of our silent vigil outside these grand walls, we have come to realize a simple truth: the leaders and this society have little interest in educating any of its so-called "guests" in any means other than simply lengthening your lifespans as well as their own. A state of stagnation, rather than slow death. Those from the shrine, like your sweet High Priestess can do aught but leak that which they are "allowed" to by the heads of the different science divisions. Or perhaps none among you found it odd that rather than Rhea responding to our more zealous members, it was the one who wished to silence any attempt to speak out against their own agenda?
[he bows deeply once more.]
As the leader of this band of mischief makers, I do apologize for their disruption of your daily lives. However, we of the Rangar do not believe in stagnation, but in an active course against the pseudoscience these defectors and skeptics practice. With how many candles were lit of the listener's volition tonight, I need not ask what it is you seek.
The door is open for all. The seeker need only speak.
[The feed then ends, but so long as the candles are lit, there seems to be no reaction in order to silence this apparent leader.
But when the flames go out, only the following text can be seen:]
THIS ENTRY HAS BEEN FLAGGED AND BEEN REMOVED FOR FALSE INFORMATION AND SLANDER AGAINST THE RULING PARTIES OF THE CITY.
Good evening, guests of our most... esteemed science division and citizenry. Many of you may question why it is that suddenly, a thin veil has overtaken parts of the town since the annual summer festival. I am here to answer that question and more.
[The figure bows deeply before raising to full height.]
Unfortunate as it may be, there are but few means to enter the walls when they have been closed. This much has been true since the days when the gates between districts were wide, and trade flourished. For all its talk of community and friendship, these traits the leaders have always kept exclusive to those within than those without. Therefore, we who remain in the wastes forced our way in.
[The figure lifts his arms, a pompous air about him as he speaks.]
Yes, it was those of our number a small band of you located three months prior. The young ones, who left the writings on the walls. I, who first successfully hacked into their networks. All for the sake of this day, that I might speak to you all freely without the censorship of our most esteemed scientists.
In the many months of our silent vigil outside these grand walls, we have come to realize a simple truth: the leaders and this society have little interest in educating any of its so-called "guests" in any means other than simply lengthening your lifespans as well as their own. A state of stagnation, rather than slow death. Those from the shrine, like your sweet High Priestess can do aught but leak that which they are "allowed" to by the heads of the different science divisions. Or perhaps none among you found it odd that rather than Rhea responding to our more zealous members, it was the one who wished to silence any attempt to speak out against their own agenda?
[he bows deeply once more.]
As the leader of this band of mischief makers, I do apologize for their disruption of your daily lives. However, we of the Rangar do not believe in stagnation, but in an active course against the pseudoscience these defectors and skeptics practice. With how many candles were lit of the listener's volition tonight, I need not ask what it is you seek.
The door is open for all. The seeker need only speak.
[The feed then ends, but so long as the candles are lit, there seems to be no reaction in order to silence this apparent leader.
But when the flames go out, only the following text can be seen:]
THIS ENTRY HAS BEEN FLAGGED AND BEEN REMOVED FOR FALSE INFORMATION AND SLANDER AGAINST THE RULING PARTIES OF THE CITY.
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We of Rangar have one purpose--to see the reconstruction of our world and assisting the recovery of our Goddess. As to what that entails largely depends on what we can find from our successful attempts at infiltrating. If we can get our hands on the blueprints to their plans, we should be able to find ways to sabotage further attempts to misuse the energy they are collecting that isn't being used for its said purpose.
Yes... As of now, the scientists may indeed hold the technology to send you all home... but I hardly doubt they would rather hold onto more subjects for study purposes than do so. That's all people really was to Cyntia growing up, and I doubt this fact has changed in the hundred years of her prolonged stasis. The fact they were messing with your fellow "guest's" memories, and the mishap with maintaining body temperatures last year was no coincidence or "accident" as they would have you believe.
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Is he telling her everything? Doubtful. Leaders tend to do this quite a lot, they keep secrets, and she'd be a fool to take him at face value every time. But what Lightning is sure that what she has is the truth, or at least some of it.]
It's obvious that I'm thinking of lending some assistance-- but when and as I see fit. I wont be at your beck and call, the way the scientists expect me to be for them. I have my own set of goals, and it's obvious what they are.
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[He almost sounds amused by the fact someone could think they could keep a grasp so tightly on one who named herself after a force of nature. Did they not know that would likely end up getting them shocked?]
In fact, I would offer a mutual agreement. You help us when you see fit, and we assist you when we are capable.
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[It gives them both some breathing room, at least. They wont be falling over each other's feet when they're doing something important.]
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If you see a tawny owl around the city, feel free to approach. It is my alternate form.
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[Standing is an exercise in balance, but she's confident that the sedative is nearly out of her system, and stands confidently. Just in case though, she places her hand on her chest, casting an Esunada on herself.]
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I'll help you out of here. It can be quite the maze.
[She raises the hood on her cloak, before motioning for Lightning to follow her to the door behind her.]