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tabularasa_rp2020-08-07 09:26 pm
forwearemany) wrote in tabularasa_rp2020-08-07 09:26 pm
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Who: Legion and you
What: Exploring, Picking an apartment, performing experiments
Where: Various places
When: August
Content Warnings: None so far, will warn if something comes up in a thread
A)
(Tifa requested their assistance in restoring power to the Heavenly Blanc. This is not their designated function, but they will attempt it.
The first thing they discover is that there is no connected power source, no power lines or generators. A simple generator is not impossible to create, though it takes time to scrounge the necessary components, and is unlikely to work as a long term solution.
Still, they build one. Or at least … they try to.
Because that’s the problem: no matter what they do, how much work they put into constructing it, anything more than the simplest machinery doesn’t work.
At first, they don’t really believe it, assuming something is wrong with the connections, the wiring, the materials. They take things apart and reassemble them and then when that doesn’t work they recreate them entirely.
But eventually it becomes clear: generating electricity simply doesn’t work.
And so, they begin to … experiment.
By the time someone comes to check on them, they’ll have some wires connected from somewhere within the hole in their chest to a light, and seem very confused. They are functional, and yet their own internal power source apparently isn’t able to supply usable electricity.
They aren’t one to actually say it out loud, but their current thought process is something along the lines of: What the fuck?)
B)
(The Merlaut apartments appear to be the popular community choice for housing, and Legion isn’t an exception. Like so many others, they choose a spot on the third floor, with a good view of the lake and forest.
Though their choice of apartment on the third floor is not particularly unique, their choices when it comes to personalization are, at least to a degree. They have no need for a bed, so that’s the first thing to go: they take it down to the lobby and grab a nice comfy loveseat instead.
The next renovation is a bit more time consuming. They are able to, with a bit of convincing, collect some paint from the local wildlife. It would, perhaps, be easier to simply ask them to draw for them, but the images in their memory are very exact, and they do not wish for them to be altered.
Fortunately, they are also very simple.
Copied with exacting perfection are a series of childish drawings of cats and flowers and all sorts of other things, including a crude drawing of themselves. Ren had drawn all over their home in Enso, and just as they preserved them there, they will do so here. These drawings cover the walls on all sides of the little studio apartment, a very odd addition to an otherwise non artistic space. Even the picture already on the wall is removed to make room for showcasing the drawings.
They hope that, wherever she is, Ren is doing well.
Anyway, for the last change they make (aside from cleaning the sink), they add a second plant to the windowsill. It’s a wild thing, taken from the forest, and they’ve planted it in a chipped pot scrounged from the beach. Keeping it here is part of an experiement: they wish to observe whether it changes in time with the greenery below.)
C)
(A ...religious establishment?
The architecture suggests that that is, in fact, what the Lemon Cello church is. But the decorations suggest something entirely different. An eating establishment?
Perhaps, they think, it is a church renovated to be a restaurant. Though that would have likely resulted in the hole in the floor being patched. Perhaps it was left open intentionally? There is a garden growing there.
They go to inspect said garden, admiring the health of the plants. They’re very gentle, careful not to step on or damage anything, and they chatter their pleasure at the well kept greenery. It’s probably weird seeing a machine enjoy nature as much as they are, but they do inherit programs from an agricultural unit, and know the time and effort it takes to care for flora, even if their experience lies in tending fields more than gardens.
They wonder: whose memories did this location come from?
Perhaps, they think, it is a combination of multiple memories. It would explain the mismatched aesthetic.)
D)
Error.
(They stare at the string of gibberish that has been painted on a building wall.
They have been attempting to teach the natives (smeargle?) to write, but it’s not going well: though they have shown the ability to copy words perfectly, they appear to experience difficulty when trying to say something of their own-the words become incoherent gibberish.
They clearly comprehend language, and their artistic creations show capacity for original work-is there something about them that prevents proper writing?
It is … troubling.)
What: Exploring, Picking an apartment, performing experiments
Where: Various places
When: August
Content Warnings: None so far, will warn if something comes up in a thread
A)
(Tifa requested their assistance in restoring power to the Heavenly Blanc. This is not their designated function, but they will attempt it.
The first thing they discover is that there is no connected power source, no power lines or generators. A simple generator is not impossible to create, though it takes time to scrounge the necessary components, and is unlikely to work as a long term solution.
Still, they build one. Or at least … they try to.
Because that’s the problem: no matter what they do, how much work they put into constructing it, anything more than the simplest machinery doesn’t work.
At first, they don’t really believe it, assuming something is wrong with the connections, the wiring, the materials. They take things apart and reassemble them and then when that doesn’t work they recreate them entirely.
But eventually it becomes clear: generating electricity simply doesn’t work.
And so, they begin to … experiment.
By the time someone comes to check on them, they’ll have some wires connected from somewhere within the hole in their chest to a light, and seem very confused. They are functional, and yet their own internal power source apparently isn’t able to supply usable electricity.
They aren’t one to actually say it out loud, but their current thought process is something along the lines of: What the fuck?)
B)
(The Merlaut apartments appear to be the popular community choice for housing, and Legion isn’t an exception. Like so many others, they choose a spot on the third floor, with a good view of the lake and forest.
Though their choice of apartment on the third floor is not particularly unique, their choices when it comes to personalization are, at least to a degree. They have no need for a bed, so that’s the first thing to go: they take it down to the lobby and grab a nice comfy loveseat instead.
The next renovation is a bit more time consuming. They are able to, with a bit of convincing, collect some paint from the local wildlife. It would, perhaps, be easier to simply ask them to draw for them, but the images in their memory are very exact, and they do not wish for them to be altered.
Fortunately, they are also very simple.
Copied with exacting perfection are a series of childish drawings of cats and flowers and all sorts of other things, including a crude drawing of themselves. Ren had drawn all over their home in Enso, and just as they preserved them there, they will do so here. These drawings cover the walls on all sides of the little studio apartment, a very odd addition to an otherwise non artistic space. Even the picture already on the wall is removed to make room for showcasing the drawings.
They hope that, wherever she is, Ren is doing well.
Anyway, for the last change they make (aside from cleaning the sink), they add a second plant to the windowsill. It’s a wild thing, taken from the forest, and they’ve planted it in a chipped pot scrounged from the beach. Keeping it here is part of an experiement: they wish to observe whether it changes in time with the greenery below.)
C)
(A ...religious establishment?
The architecture suggests that that is, in fact, what the Lemon Cello church is. But the decorations suggest something entirely different. An eating establishment?
Perhaps, they think, it is a church renovated to be a restaurant. Though that would have likely resulted in the hole in the floor being patched. Perhaps it was left open intentionally? There is a garden growing there.
They go to inspect said garden, admiring the health of the plants. They’re very gentle, careful not to step on or damage anything, and they chatter their pleasure at the well kept greenery. It’s probably weird seeing a machine enjoy nature as much as they are, but they do inherit programs from an agricultural unit, and know the time and effort it takes to care for flora, even if their experience lies in tending fields more than gardens.
They wonder: whose memories did this location come from?
Perhaps, they think, it is a combination of multiple memories. It would explain the mismatched aesthetic.)
D)
Error.
(They stare at the string of gibberish that has been painted on a building wall.
They have been attempting to teach the natives (smeargle?) to write, but it’s not going well: though they have shown the ability to copy words perfectly, they appear to experience difficulty when trying to say something of their own-the words become incoherent gibberish.
They clearly comprehend language, and their artistic creations show capacity for original work-is there something about them that prevents proper writing?
It is … troubling.)
C!
She gives up her search for now and is about to leave, but on her way to the front doors, she spots a familiar robot, and strides up beside them instead as they're examining the patch of flowers in the ground.]
Pretty, aren't they?
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(Their condition and appearance is ideal. These are not wild plants.
The gardener, they think, is of considerable skill.)
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The memory brings a warm smile to her face, her expression softening significantly, but there's something solemn about it, too. Sad, even. She blinks hard, sighing the feelings away, and lifts herself back up.]
The florist knows what she's doing!
[She's seen Aerith's garden for herself and can attest to that.]
I'm no expert, but did you know that all flowers have a meaning?
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(They are very curious.)
We are aware of the tendency of organics to attribute meaning to different flora.
(Meanings differ depending on species, culture. They do not know enough of Tifa's world or its peoples to know what these plants might mean to her.)
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[And not even Tifa knew that until she came here and found the other girl tending to the patch. She's been to the church before on a fetch quest but hadn't been told that it was one of Aerith's favourite places to be, or that Cloud had fallen through the roof.
She bends down to pluck a single flower from the garden and spins it between her fingers.]
These ones symbolize reunion.
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(They have not previously encountered this individual. Still, they open a file for a female individual named Aerith, fuction: gardener. Inside they list that she is familiar with the individual known as Tifa and that she cares for the garden in the location known as Lemon Cello church.
There is no noticeable pause as they do this, as it takes only a tiny fraction of a second.)
(The flower they observe for several seconds, considering it, and its assigned meeting. Reunion. They hope to reunite with their allies on Enso one day.)
Reason for assigned significance?
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Dunno. There's probably someone out there somewhere who decided that's what they would be for.
[It sounds like a fun job, having to sit there and come up with meanings for the different types of flowers. Sounds like something that would be right up Aerith's alley.
After a beat of consideration, she holds out the flower for Legion to take.]
A lot of them have meanings. Some symbolise love, or friendship, or grieving and loss. Anything like that in your world?
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Though we have experienced these emotions, we are not familiar with the symbolism of flowers or other objects. These are organic superstitions. Geth had no use for them.
(They look at the flower in their hand. Reunion. Its significance is a thing assigned by superstitious organics.
It is a symbol of that which they desire.)
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No better time to start than the present, right?
[She recalls the words that Cloud had said to her in the apartment, about keeping hope alive... Flowers are a funny thing to humans in that they can mean have only one meaning, but also carry so much weight behind them.]
Who knows, maybe if you keep that one alive long enough, you'll reunite with someone special.
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(They're quiet for several moments.)
We would like that.
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Tifa gives Legion a gentle nod.]
I hope you have somewhere safe to put that. There're apartments on the other side of the lake from Heavenly Blanc. You consider grabbing a room?
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(Lots of people picked the third floor, and Legion likes people. And it was a good spot to keep the plant that they took for observation: they can look out the window and compare it to the lake and forest when they wish to compare states.
Now it can also be a spot for their new flower.)
that is so cute 🥺
[The more, the merrier! The third floor is going to be a bumping place to be, which is exciting! Stargazer Heights didn't have as many interesting tenants as Merlaut does.
She begins to count on her fingers.]
You, me, Cloud, Aerith, Rinoa, Kaiba... I think Ren is up there now, too. One of us should have a housewarming party, once we get the rooms all cleaned up and decorated.
Yes it is.
(They chatter.)
We have replaced our bed with a couch, so as to provide seating for visiting organics.
(They don't need to sleep after all.
...Yes, they're suggesting hosting the party at their place.)
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[Tifa then turns to point at the display of cakes at the front of the church, where the altar should be.]
Look! We've even got food for the party we can take back when the time comes. [A pause, and then:] Are Geth able to eat cake?
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(They have never hosted a party before.)
Geth do not eat.
(Not yet, at least. Soon they will discover how wonderful cake is firsthand.)
Though likely to increase enjoyment, these items are not nutritionally sufficient.
(Cake is good, but shouldn't they also have some other, healthier options?)
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[Where's the fun in that!? Tifa is definitely someone who eats healthy, but even she can enjoy a good burger or cake now and then.]
If I never have ice cream or cake, where's the fun in that?
[With that, Tifa beckons for Legion to follow her to the display of cakes.]
You're not trying to tell me these don't at least look delicious, are you?
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(They chatter, headtilting, as they look at the cakes.
They don't look any tastier than say, an artfully arranged platter of sashimi, or a varren roast.)
You misunderstand: we are not suggesting exclusion of cakes, but the addition of other varieties of food.
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Hmm, I guess so! [If anyone knows the value of a healthy, hearty meal, it's her. No matter how many times Wedge protested, she always made sure he ate his daily dose of something green.] Better to be safe than sorry, right? Not everyone likes cake.
[She leans in to look them over.]
So, which do you think looks the best!? Maybe we can sneak a slice out of here to take home.
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(Legion might say, perhaps, that Geth have no need for aesthetics.
But anyone who looks at Geth technology and architecture will see the cohesiveness, the harmony of it all. The Geth very much had an aesthetic, it's just very different from these cakes.
Still, they look them over. After a few moments of this they zero in on a group of very similar looking pieces.
They can't, or at least shouldn't, take all of them, but selecting an individual piece will likely be up to Tifa.)
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It smells like lemon...]
This one? Excellent choice.
[She takes not one, but two pieces, wishing silently to herself that she could share the joy of eating cake with Legion... but giving it to someone more organic will have to do. She realizes though, after taking the two slices on some napkins, that there are no boxes in sight.]
Ah, do you mind...? You can give it to whoever you want when we get back to Heavenly Blanc!
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(They gave cake to allies on Enso. They have also done so in the process of making allies. Perhaps here, they can do so as well.
...The collective of cake slices looks strangely incomplete to them, now that it's missing two of its members.)
I think this is a good place to wrap! 😊
[Can the flowers even wilt here? Best they don't find out.]
And later, we can get started on planning that housewarming party!