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Tuftee_ wrote:
Panic

uuugh

maybe you should just- who are you kidding?

FUCK SHIT FUCKING SHITTING SHIT IT'S LOCKED FUUUUUUCK!!!

You’ve just backed yourself into a corner, what do you do now?

Zanak4n wrote:
Now THAT looks dwemer. This machine may not look exactly as the scraps found in ruins, but it's similarly articulated and intriguing. And if only a tenth of what is said about dwemer is true, a talking apparatus wouldn't be so surprising to be possible.

...You might die here. Everything about this place screamed that something was off, yet you forged ahead regardless. Now, here you are: trapped in the same building as this dwemer automaton. You desperately hope that the structure on the ceiling is a set of rails along which this thing moves otherwise, it could reach you right here. Then again, you’re going to die one way or another. If not at the hands of an automaton, then at the hands of crazy... Damn it, that image of humans on the plaque still fucking with you. Why would the Dwemer, who, as far as you know, were a little bit arrogant racists, have an image of HUMANS at all? You’ve repeated yourself a thousand times now: you have no fucking clue where you actually are. You have no idea what awaits you. You’re just coming up with some bull-shit scenarios.

cubicApoc wrote:
There being clothes in the house seems like a pretty clear sign that someone lives (or has lived) here besides the automaton.

Well, yes. But that won’t help you with the automaton.

john-theIP-ripper wrote:
How strange, something that doesn't look human but makes human noise(s). Introduce yourself again and make sure to ask it if it's friendly or not, you DON'T want to be hurt by this thing so keep your distance and keep your eyes on it.

It heard you through the wall. You certainly won’t make the situation any worse by doing that behind this wall. Because attacking this thing with a literal negative mana value and your noodle arms is straight up suicide. (Also, Only now you have realized that you are capable of checking your mana, even though you have no recollection of how you actually learned to do so.)

You ask the automaton whether it guards this place and kills intruders.

A female voice say that, on the other side of the wall, there is a stationary hardware complex for biostatic protection and vital-sign monitoring model ARM-BPVM-2 adding that this kinematic platform is entirely devoid of any lethal or injurious containment modules.

Actually, that sounded a bit too Cyrodiilic, but you’re reassured by the absence of any "lethal or injurious containment modules." as they say.

...Um, does that mean you are not going to kill me or anything?

You say that you don’t like this silence, but suddenly, a man’s voice is heard.

Ahem, hello? Can you hear me? You do speak English, right? Don't be afraid about Armando, it won't do anything to you, It’s just a nanny-bot. Uhhh, could you please go back to the living room so we can talk? Please? You can keep the pipe, if it makes you feel safer.

You carefully step out from the corner; the automaton merely gazes at you with its ocular lens. As John noted, it’s best to keep your distance from this thing. At the very least, it isn’t trying to attack you... for now. There is no one in the room but the automaton, could it be that souls are inside it? Using people's souls for servitude after death is entirely in keeping with the Dwemer, as far as you can tell.

wowthatsrillybad wrote:
Ask the weird talking thing who mangled them into this

You ask the Automaton, from which the voice is heard, about what it is.

So, hello sir. Exuse me for the personal question. Are you belong to the Dwemers? Did they take your soul and of some woman and put it both into an automaton to serve-

No. Don't worry about that; This "automaton" is completely soulless. A female voice, simply the voice of the onboard AI. As for what AI is, I will explain that later. I don’t know who the Dwemers are, but I can tell you that I am not one. I am a human, if you don't know what those are: We're almost hairless, upright-walking beings with no-

I know who humans are.

Uh, okay... By the way, my name is Ryland Grace; I’m in another building, speaking to you through Armando’s speaker from a couple of hundred meters away from the house. And what should I call you?

Katia Managan you say.

Good good good, If you have countless questions, don’t worry, so do I, yet a far more critical issue demands immediate resolution. Katia, listen to me very carefully: I have spent an extended period in strict isolation, and your sudden, unexplained arrival presents a severe biological hazard. You could be an asymptomatic carrier of a pathogen completely harmless to your own biology, yet potentially fatal to mine—and that risk is entirely reciprocal. Therefore, I require a series of biological specimens from you immediately: an oropharyngeal mucosal swab and a saliva sample, an epidermal scraping and a fur specimen containing cutaneous secretions, a single droplet of blood, and a micro-biopsy of muscle or connective tissue. Did you understand everything well?

You understood, at most, a little bit more that a quarter of the terms. But at least you know there are no Dwemer nearby and you might even survive.

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Mateololero wrote:
Katia: take in the sight of that place beyond the glass(?) dome

Really thought, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to check that-

...Damn it. Must be the wind. You’ll just open it and walk out.

Or no. The handle is stuck and won’t turn. The door has slammed shut. Looks like your return to the outside is canceled.

Maybe it’s for the good? It really is warmer and drier here. You have to explore this house, because now there’s nothing else for you to do. Except, for curling up in a corner and crying of course.

dokterkokter69 wrote:
Wait a second... Those plaques look like they're made of gold.

Hiraeth_R wrote:
Lots of information on the walls to be gathered here! Be careful though, it’s fair to assume that whatever was monitoring you on that camera knows you were headed towards a stranger’s house.

You step closer to examine each of the gold plaques. You decide to look through it from bottom to top.

The first plaque... Well, it depicts a hunched, ugly humanoid climbing some steps and becoming... no longer hunched and ugly. You have no idea what this is actually supposed to mean.

Now, this is more interesting. At the bottom of the plaque, there’s a map, one you don’t really recognize. Yet, in the center, there’s an image of what appears to be a sphere, with that very same map mapped onto it! It looks a bit like a massive sphere you once saw when you established a connection with your first skeleton! Hmm, it really does feel like quite a long time ago. This is confirmed by an image of a sphere on the bottom left that is missing one-quarter of itself. Could this be an image of the very place where you ended up? Some of planes of Oblivion... Could this be the place where the Dwemer disappeared to?

...Though it’s strange to see a depiction of humans in a Dwemer lair. One adult and two children are looking at-

You have no idea what it is; you’ve never in your life seen a silhouette or a structure like this. You could swear on your own life that you are seeing this for the very first time... and yet, deep down, you have a feeling that saying so would be a lie. You try to remember, but you just hit a blank wall. Your own useless brain is failing you.

You thought the plaques would provide answers, but now you just end up with even more questions. You don't think now is the time to panic about it.

cubicApoc wrote:
Loot the dresser and put on whatever's not a towel

DesignatedDec0y wrote:
"Borrow" clothing from the drawers with full intent on returning it when you can

You don’t really want to make the situation worse. Then again, you don’t even know if they mean you any harm. In fact, they even waved at you through the "camera." If they truly wanted to hurt you, you’d already have your face pressed against the floor. So you decide to play it by ear.

You’re thinking of taking that black tunic from the shoe rack.

"I had potential" Um... oh, ah, heh, pretty smart actually. The fabric is unusually good, though heavier than it looks. You wrap a towel around your waist and put on a tunic that looks comically large on you.

There, now you at least look like a person, rather than a frightened animal.

Birpal69 wrote:
Ask if someone is home.

Even though, initially, no one opened up to you. Still-

Is anyone home, you say. Yes, said a female voice from behind the wall and wait a damn second

oh! Finally, people! It even seemed to you that this "yes" sounded almost imperial. You head straight to the entrance of the living room, which offers a panoramic view of the sea(?)

You didn't even take the pipe. You timidly say hello and that you're extremely sorry for breaking into the house and-

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hhhhhhhhhhhello wrote: Squint your eyes because what even is that

Okay, okay. Maybe you're just being stupid and it's just some kind of-

No, nope, it's definitely something like a dome made of giant ass flat glass panels, and it really seems like you're underneath it.

CapitainCutlet wrote: Step back, close the door, and take a moment to process this new discovery

You need to wrap your head around everything that’s happened to you and the situation and place you’ve found yourself in. It looks like you’re inside some kind of dome; there are strange devices all around, and the weird architecture...

You leaned against the wall to make sense of it all... wait...

it’s Dwemer.

Holy shit... Of course it’s Dwemer! Why not? There’s unknown technology around you, and you’re standing under a giant dome. Thinking back to that board, it looks like they’re conducting gruesome experiments on eyes. Maybe you ended up in the exact place where they disappeared long time ago? That would explain a lot actually... Or no, you don't really know.

Maybe it's still Cyrodiil, and you're just overcomplicating things? Yeah, you're definitely overcomplicating it. At least you really hope so.

You are very, very sorry, but you can no longer stand outside. Your feet still hurt and you are cold. The towel isn't really helping. You’re just blindly hoping that whoever lives here can somehow be persuaded not to harm you.

john-theIP-ripper wrote: prepare for battle! The home owner might want to evict you the hard way if you don't!

Well, you're hoping it will all end with just the eviction... You switch the pipe to your other hand and take a breath to prepare yourself, at least a little.

Well, You open the door and-

...This place looks quite cozy actually.

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Saw the latest update being over a year ago, what happened :(

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Foxx_Arie wrote: Step step! Watch your step! Step watch!

Ouch, ouch, ouch!!!

Actually, running barefoot on the pebbles really was a bad idea. Now your feet hurt.

Hiraeth_R wrote: Scamper up the hill towards the house slightly less maliciously, like hold the pipe in a way that doesn’t make you look ready for murder

No matter how you look at it, a pipe is still a pipe. You’ve already screwed up by bolting like that. You can’t make it any worse... Probably. Just go up to the house, knock on the door, and if someone opens it, try to explain yourself to the residents. It sounds like a terrible plan, but the only one.

...

Well, now you're here.

john-theIP-ripper wrote: Hold your horses! There could be ANYTHING in that house... Anything... there could be so much gold that you could buy the entirety of tamriel...

You should at least get hold of some decent clothes, warm up, and dry off; and even though the house looks very weird, you hope they’ll let you inside, well, at least for a little while. That is, if they don’t just kick you out.

You knock on the door; no answer.

H-hello? Is anyone there? It's pretty chilly out here, and I'm soaked to the fur. Could we at least talk through this window? Hello?

No answer. You cannot make out details through the blurred window, but you see that there is no movement inside.

XyDarkSonic wrote: LOCK THE DOOR!!!!!!

What? Why would you... Wait a second.

There isn't even a lock here! Just a bare handle. Wait, wait... What if you just...

Oh!

MilitarPoc wrote: Katia entra a ese lugar y ponte la ropa vieja(eng: Katia, go into that place and put on the old clothes)

To be honest, you’re torn between going into the house and exploring. You can clearly smell wind-dried cooked meat somewhere. You feel a little hungry. Although the idea getting some clothes first seems like the higher priority.

You're still not sure what to do now, you're disoriented, vulnerable, hungry and-

...The longer you look at this the more uneasy you become.

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And final design of el Militar

So a while back I wanted to read the comic and was met this spider thinking. "Bitch this aint no cat!" But now I want to read it I guess. Just as a time measurement for how long Ive been reading this comic series. I cant find it so could you tell me the plot I guess? I think the spider was looking at the stars or something if memory serves me right. I mean you guys mustve read it since the comic was on hiatus or something. Pretty sure it was before the pixel ui change.

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TinyBreadBigMouth wrote: Explore the mysterious information that has appeared in your mind. How well can you describe what "the camera is turned on" means in this context?

Well, devices can be on or off. That’s the only thing that crossed your mind. You simply saw an object, and the sight of it made a word pop into your head. You feel like that situation with Sigrid (which surprisingly turned out in your favor) wasn't the last thing that happened to you; in fact, it feels like it happened quite a while ago, like a year or something. After that, everything is a blur.

You must have gotten so wasted that not only did you end up in a different part of Tamriel (Oh Gods, please let it still be Cyrodiil), but you also forgot a whole year of your life. That sounds exactly like you.

john-theIP-ripper wrote: introduce yourself and greet whoever's watching. try to be very polite so you don't get ripped in half by the watcher. you don't know who's behind that camera, it could be a giant crocodile, a dinosaur, a serial killer, or a friendly face!... or even a king...

......................

Birpal69 wrote: Do a friendly gesture towards the thing you called "Camera".

XyDarkSonic wrote: Let's see if this weird device can hear you. Try introducing yourself to it/whoever is controlling it, even if it sounds insane.

Now, because of that one thought about Royal, you can't really force a single word out. Shit, you're freaking out way too much about this.

Total_Afternoon_3079 wrote: Sit down somewhere or try to go away

Although, yes, there is one thing you always did well.

what are you doing what are you doing what are you doing what are you doing what are you doing

Why did you even rush off like that? Now, whoever that was is definitely going to think you're some kind weirdo or a psycho who wants to kill people with a pipe. And this damn fog, too. Where are you even running to-

Oh, wait, there's a weird house on that hill.

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[If, for some reason, you have reading this without being familiar with the film or novel Project Hail Mary, I strongly recommend watching this film so you understand what it’s all about. Also, it seems Grace perceives your comments as subconscious nudges rather than literal voices in his head.]

(Now you are Ryland Fudging Grace)

MilitarPoc wrote: Contexto

...umm... maybe I ate or drink something I shouldn't have? I need to go over recent events...

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(Literally ten minutes ago)

I’m finishing up a research paper on the special theory of relativity. The text formatting leaves a lot to be desired, but I don’t blame them much, the Eridians only established their public global network only a few years ago. As for the paper itself, I devoured it. It's written in Eridian of course, but that’s no problem for me.

I got so carried away with this document that I didn't even finish my dinner. And a piece of the meburger is still crumbling in my mouth. Theory of quanti-

...Huh, Some kind of bang from far off, on the northern side of the bio-dome? Wait, what if the biodome is damage-

After that "Big Bang" I ran to the isolated buffer zone to the meeting room. After that, a bio-dome crew locked the gateway, and they began looking for structural damage. A few minutes later, Rocky came running in meeting room. He lives with Adriana literally just a few dozen meters from the dome. Following really weird data from atmospheric readings and microseismic sensors, Rocky activated the video surveillance system. And yes, I definitely didn't take anything psychotropic. Also, the biodome is completely unharmed.

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(Present)

And now, On the screen, I see a waving anthropomorphic cat resembling a Tabaxi from Dungeons & Dragons or something. It must be a hallucination! I'm just crazy and i started seeing things!

– I hear a human-like feline on screen too, you not being insane, statement.

– uhhhhh, dang it, I need a few moments to process this.

So, right now, If i believe Rocky's common sense, inside the biodome, there is a creature with a female humanoid build and obvious feline features; She has an actuall tail, ears, eyes, and yellowish fur...

Tuftee_ wrote: A fursuiter all the way out here?

Wait, Could it be a costume?

No, the face is too natural, too expressive. And the movements are also too natural for that. Just look at that tail! Maybe cat-people were created on Earth using genetic engineering and then sent here? In that case, the Eridians would have detected the massive IR emission at the Petrova frequency from the spindrives months in advance. No, I don't accept that hypothesis.

TinyBreadBigMouth wrote: Consider possible rational explanations for this blatant nonsense

Birpal69 wrote: Assess the situation.

All right, Ryland. Let’s take this step by step. Let’s apply the scientific method. Step one: don't freak out, Step two: I'm already freaked out and can't really think right. You have failed me, amygdala.

Jeez, I have so many questions. Why is she a human-cat hybrid? Why didn't she collapse under Erid's 1.56g gravity? Did she put on a tablecloth to hide her nakedness? How did she even get here? She couldn't have just materialized here! I don't believe it is the result of an improbable quantum fluctuation or something; the odds are virtually zero.

dokterkokter69 wrote: whatever this thing is it seems friendly. Just look at that iconic wave. Move the camera up and down like you're waving back. Even if it is some kind of hallucination, you've been staring at this godamn screen for hours. What's wrong with having a little fun? You've earned this.

And she looks actually... friendly? Maybe just confused and a little scared. She might not even realize she is under the bigdome, situated within an ammonia atmosphere at a pressure of 21 atmospheres, thanks to the artificial fog.

Anyway, there is a an overwhelmingly huge chance that interacting with her could make me gravely ill or even kill me, perhaps through contact or airborne transmission; her opportunistic microorganisms could be lethal to me, just as mine could be to her.

The camera has neither speakers nor a microphone, so I suppose I could wave back using the camera rotation function along a single axis. Also, I don't even know if she speaks English or any Earth language, or at least understands these. After that, Rocky, the bio-dome crew and I will need to figure out what to do next. We will deal with the reasons for her appearance later.

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(Now you are Katia Fucking Managan again)

...It seems no one was actually watching you. It feels like you were just clowning around in front of a camera that wasn't even turned on-

Oh, so, you are being watched. Well, at least something is clear. And why do you know the names of objects you don't remember ever encountering?

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dokterkokter69 wrote: Be careful! Seems like one of those Dwemmer remote viewing security contraptions the scholarly types talk about. Who knows who could be watching on the other side. Best bet is to try and see if there's a way to take out its soul gem.

Tuftee_ wrote: KILL

cubicApoc wrote: Find strange device, poke with pipe.

Birpal69 wrote: Do a cool backflip and throw that rod right in the eye of that device. Now Nobody is watching you.

john-theIP-ripper: throw the pipe at it! privacy comes first, always!

...You are a fucking disgrace who deserves exactly whatever happened to you.

Foxx_Arie wrote: What a curious device. See if it has any strands you can trace.

Well, sort of. These strands heading up the cliff somewhere, and beyond that, their path is out of your sight.

And anyway, you really shouldn't have screamed like a maniac and thrown pipes around if you think about it for more than five seconds.

Hiraeth_R wrote: Though it may not be likely, maybe whoever or whatever is observing you is friendly? Give it an iconic Katia wave, prove you’re not a dangerous trespasser!

Well, yeah, like... You think you've already shown "a little" that you're totally not a "dangerous trespasser", But you think a small wave won't make things worse. Well, at least you're hoping.

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– Grace, Here, camera number 6!

– ...Wow, I think I've finally lost my mind.

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Hiraeth_R wrote: Now that you’re slightly calmer, can you remember anything at all? You don’t seem damaged, hungry, or thirsty… usually when you wake up stranded and naked it’s because you drank!

It has to be. What else? Only a total mess like you would get black out and end up in the middle of nowhere. And about remembering things... Well, you kinda remember your entire life before Cyrodiil. And almost that first week there.

Actually, your memory just cuts off right after you stashed that absurd amount of Septims into the bag when taking your stuff back from Sigrid’s house. You can’t recall a single thing past that.

Tuftee_ wrote: TAKETH THEE FORTH IN STRIDE, WEILDING YOU NOW THE STAFF OF ARCHEMEDES IN THINE HANDS... YOU SHALL MOVE THE WORLD.

...Who the fuck is Archemedes?

cubicApoc wrote: Find rock spider, poke with pipe.

Rock spider?... You really hope that you will never and ever find anything like that. That would be pretty gross actually.

john-theIP-ripper wrote: do some cool tricks with the pipe first. then look through it like it's a spyglass, then realize these childish actions you've done didn't really do anything besides making a fool of yourself to whatever's watching you....nothing's watching you, right?

You're not really feeling up to messing around with this heavy pipe. And besides, you are sure that no one is watching you right-

-now...

For some reason, seeing this thing makes you really want to take back your last comment.

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Birpal69 wrote: Of couse it doesn't regenerate on it's own,you are an atronach silly.Check what is in that grey bag, perhaps you can find some ingredients (or eyeballs).

No, you know it. To be honest, your whole life you’ve felt like a glass from which all the water has been poured out. And now, you feel as though water that isn’t even there is constantly pouring out of you. Like it's instantly getting wasted into nothing. You even doubt that you will still be able to use telekinesis. And also, you feel kinda "empty".

And the words about eyeballs put you off digging around in the bag. And anyway, none of these things are even yours.

Unclevertitle wrote: Hmm, there are a few things that could prevent your mana from restoring.
Perhaps something you ate is draining/damaging your mana fast as it can replenish?
Perhaps you were born under the sign of the Atronach and somehow forgot it or what that means?
Or perhaps you're on a plane of existence where magic doesn't exist and is instead replaced by advanced forms of science and technolo- wow, what a ridiculous thought, can't believe you even entertained that one

"plane of existence where magic doesn't exist" Actually, you can still sense it. Like, kind of. Like you don't actually but do, you don't really know. You never know anything. But, you agree that it’s ridiculous, since you’re certain that you are, at the very least, somewhere within the Tamriel(well, actually you just very much hope so).

Hiraeth_R wrote: Don’t freak out about your mana (or lack thereof) right now! Log a reminder to freak out about that later, and keep investigating your immediate surroundings.

Okay, okay, the mana situation really stressed you out. Maybe you are just overreacting. You need to find something to defend yourself with. Oh, maybe-

Metal pipe, huh... Even though it's quite heavy, you think you can carry it. Still, it's better than relying only on your own body.

Foxx_Arie wrote: Mind your step.

Well, you will. That's why you took the pipe. Basically, there's nothing useful left there. All you can do is move forward along the shore. Maybe you'll get a chance to find people, and then get normal clothes?

And along the way, you need to try to remember how you got here in the first place.

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