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Save Our Earth NPCs ([personal profile] saveournpcs) wrote in [community profile] saveourearth2020-04-25 07:35 am

Thanks, Ben [Mingle]

Date: 4th of January 20, 3 hours after everyone came out of the cavesCharacters: OPEN


Three hours after everyone came out of the caves, an earthquake of the magnitude 5.7 shakes the echo boundary.

Up on the ruins, a single block from one of the lower walls gets dislocated and falls.

Down in the city and villages, things go a bit worse. A couple of sheds collapse, things fall over and off things, and some houses are left with cracks in their walls and might end up condemned. A number of telegraph poles fall over and a few on cars. There's three injured and no fatalities over all, and a few related car accidents because people got distracted that again go without fatalities.

...And, of course, the Media are back. The next day, the Sun titles "IS THERE A NEW CRACK IN THE EARTH'S CRUST??? Another earthquake strikes Mossgate 4 houses condemned, 10 admitted to hospital, powerlines down", but newspapers with more journalistic integrity send reporters as well.

Someone else is back, too - Numbered will see Mr Neutral, Mr Evil and Mr Helpful wander the streets.
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[personal profile] iamnotgod 2020-04-30 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"The mice in this town have been fairly active - and interactive - for the past year at least."

Though it's plain even now on Walter's face that this development has taken him fairly aback too.

"Would you happen to know of a similarly-sized being out under the bay?"

He's also been wondering if there's a third one, but one question at a time.

"Or theories of such."
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[personal profile] iamnotgod 2020-05-02 01:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"The dormice thought it was a shark, from what some of the other Numbered have gathered."

Though Walter's first assumption would have been that the Mouse itself had caused the tsunami.

Or perhaps it had been a reaction to the Mouse from the shark? Walter wasn't sure now anymore.
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[personal profile] iamnotgod 2020-05-02 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Walter nods.

"They inspected something out on the Greens, the first November after the Aurora, and they became especially attentive to the waters after that first earthquake. Though," he adds, indicating the general location of the Mouse with a wave of his hand.

"They should have noticed the giant dormouse a long time previous as well; the animals may somehow be immune to such scanning devices."

A prospect he does not enjoy entertaining in the least.
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[personal profile] iamnotgod 2020-05-03 01:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Walter looks genuinely surprised when Mr. Neutral drops that particular info-bomb.

And then, he facepalms. "Of course that was something he did. Of course."

He'll be telling the rest of the Numbered later, after this conversation is over.

"Was it a prank from him, then? Though I can hardly imagine it being harmless to us humans."

It gives Walter some quiet relief and pride to still be able to say 'us humans' and not just 'us Numbered'.
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[personal profile] iamnotgod 2020-05-03 01:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, joy. And here he'd been hoping (albeit faintly, tampered by cynicism and his own reactions from what had happened when they had first come face-to-face) that Mr. Evil had tailored his appearance to imply he had a lighter side.

"Why plan to cause harm to anyone here, then? Is that simply... how he is?"
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[personal profile] iamnotgod 2020-05-03 02:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just as yours implies that you remain Neutral?"

That's a question, because: "But will you remain neutral in this, as well? When another earthquake, or tsunami, could happen, or else something larger-scale than just Mossgate?"

Because it could get that bad, Walter realizes. And it's not a pleasant realization.
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[personal profile] iamnotgod 2020-05-03 03:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Or a bobble toy? Walter is more familiar with those, anyway, but he knows the feeling at any rate.

His expression right now, though, is one of sympathy, though with no small amount of confusion along with it.

"That seems to be a constant, in folklore. That what humans are most unique in is their flexibility, whereas other beings are stagnant in their ways."

Not very flattering, he thinks, but if it's true that presents another problem.

"What would it take to stop Mr. Evil, then, if persuading him to act otherwise isn't an option?"
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[personal profile] iamnotgod 2020-05-03 04:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"You fight it."

Something about the answer seems incomplete, which rankles him, but all the same: "You work your way onto their level, and fight them."
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[personal profile] iamnotgod 2020-05-03 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Walter smiles wryly. Indirect help; he can deal with that.

... In time past, he has been that.

"The Numbered do not even know what our goal is. Making it separate from Mr. Evil's isn't precisely a necessary step, here."
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[personal profile] iamnotgod 2020-05-03 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Walter nods.

"Survival is important in the meantime, however. And not just surviving, but thriving," he adds, because he remembers what it's like to have such a narrow focus.

It wasn't much fun, and wouldn't have ended well for anyone in the cult, of that he was sure.

"So, speaking hypothetically now, if our goal were to defend Mossgate, which presumably is in contrast with Mr. Evil's goal..."
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[personal profile] iamnotgod 2020-05-04 01:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"For me, personally, I'd go as far as is needed, though I also understand it's sometimes better to leave the question unanswered-"

To threaten the man without following through. But what sort of threat could the Numbered leverage against an alien?
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[personal profile] iamnotgod 2020-05-05 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Walter looks quite distracted, now.

And perhaps a bit green, though it's not actually anything to do with what they're discussing.

Not directly, anyway.

"I wouldn't envy us, either," he says - then, jumping on to one last question like it's a lifeline, he asks, "Does that mean neither you nor Mr. Helpful will risk being harmed by whatever Mr. Evil does?"

If so, then there were clearly perks to being an alien.
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[personal profile] iamnotgod 2020-05-08 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)
He pauses, considers - eyebrows narrow as he replies, "But you do. You affect the way life happens here, just by being here."

It was part of what Webmind struggled with - how to safely involve himself in the world around him, without causing undue harm to himself or others.

Not quite the same, but considering how that lesser part of Webmind had interpreted it... it merited saying aloud, all the same.

"All the same, I'd better check back in with certain people. Take care, Mr. Neutral."

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