[When Marco enters the Fourth God's room, the body in the back hangs as usual, unmoving. But in the center of the room sits a large, impressive machine, crackling with electricity in vacuum tubes. It looks like nothing more than a prop pulled straight from an old sci-fi horror movie, with the casing removed... except it has more gravity to it, somehow. It draws the eyes.]
[Small robots scuttle across the floor, carting things to and fro.]
[There's a distinct gap somewhere in the middle of the machine, where something is clearly missing. But it does have a screen, and a keyboard.]
Just looking at that thing, Marco honestly cannot fathom what it is or what it might actually do. However, none of that makes him question his presence here. In fact, he's fascinated.
The gap, in particular, catches his attention. Engineering is not his thing and he's sure Elias knows that; sure, he could put a computer together, but that's different. He's learned about those. He does not, in fact, have Fiddleford's impressive knack for just knowing how things are supposed to fit together in a delicate piece of machinery.
His gaze moves on, then, and falls on the keyboard. Careful to step over the small robots without bumping into them, Marco moves closer and rests a hand on the keys. It's more likely that he's here for this.]
So is this [... Wait. Elias is right there.] I mean-- Is this the, uh... [WAIT... NO... Hold on...]
What... are you more comfortable with? Voice or text? H-Have I asked before? Sorry. Lot on my mind.
[Screens flicker on in corners of the room as Marco enters, but they don't light up with words until he's done speaking. When letters do start appearing, Marco will feel them showing up in his head at the same moment.]
it's ok :) it's the same for me i dont mind which one you pick
[The scurrying robots slow, then restart their motion - but now, they make way wherever Marco steps.]
this is it! it's missing two things but i know you can help me with both, marco! the code, and
[For a moment the screens pause.]
and i need a monster so my machine can understand what she does
it can't be one of my friends i'm protecting you, so it's not the same
He gets the idea, he's pretty sure. Whoever he finds, the machine will analyse something about them - be it their genes, or their brainwaves, or both, or God knows what - and that will lead to... a way to permanently reverse the changes, maybe? That would defeat the point of bringing new people in. If they could even find a way to just keep her from snatching people away from their homes, though...
Imagine.
Marco considers the possibility that the process may not be pleasant for whoever goes in the gap. People weren't exactly fans of that whole... thing where all of their minds were connected, and this may be about as invasive. And while he's never been one to say that the ends justify the means... Isn't that exactly the case, here? Wouldn't this be for everyone's good, in the end?
That said, the most pressing concern in his mind is actually...]
Most people don't trust me. If I had my voice I might be able to lure someone but
Wait I mean I have THE voice, the one you gave me, but that's not... Maybe if I could...
God no I'd need so many humans to safely bring me a monster Someone would notice
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I'll be there
I'm going.
Your room?
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[When Marco enters the Fourth God's room, the body in the back hangs as usual, unmoving. But in the center of the room sits a large, impressive machine, crackling with electricity in vacuum tubes. It looks like nothing more than a prop pulled straight from an old sci-fi horror movie, with the casing removed... except it has more gravity to it, somehow. It draws the eyes.]
[Small robots scuttle across the floor, carting things to and fro.]
[There's a distinct gap somewhere in the middle of the machine, where something is clearly missing. But it does have a screen, and a keyboard.]
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Just looking at that thing, Marco honestly cannot fathom what it is or what it might actually do. However, none of that makes him question his presence here. In fact, he's fascinated.
The gap, in particular, catches his attention. Engineering is not his thing and he's sure Elias knows that; sure, he could put a computer together, but that's different. He's learned about those. He does not, in fact, have Fiddleford's impressive knack for just knowing how things are supposed to fit together in a delicate piece of machinery.
His gaze moves on, then, and falls on the keyboard. Careful to step over the small robots without bumping into them, Marco moves closer and rests a hand on the keys. It's more likely that he's here for this.]
So is this [... Wait. Elias is right there.] I mean-- Is this the, uh... [WAIT... NO... Hold on...]
What... are you more comfortable with? Voice or text? H-Have I asked before? Sorry. Lot on my mind.
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it's ok :)
it's the same for me
i dont mind which one you pick
[The scurrying robots slow, then restart their motion - but now, they make way wherever Marco steps.]
this is it!
it's missing two things
but i know you can help me with both, marco!
the code, and
[For a moment the screens pause.]
and i need a monster
so my machine can understand what she does
it can't be one of my friends
i'm protecting you, so it's not the same
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He gets the idea, he's pretty sure. Whoever he finds, the machine will analyse something about them - be it their genes, or their brainwaves, or both, or God knows what - and that will lead to... a way to permanently reverse the changes, maybe? That would defeat the point of bringing new people in. If they could even find a way to just keep her from snatching people away from their homes, though...
Imagine.
Marco considers the possibility that the process may not be pleasant for whoever goes in the gap. People weren't exactly fans of that whole... thing where all of their minds were connected, and this may be about as invasive. And while he's never been one to say that the ends justify the means... Isn't that exactly the case, here? Wouldn't this be for everyone's good, in the end?
That said, the most pressing concern in his mind is actually...]
Most people don't trust me.
If I had my voice I might be able to lure someone but
Wait I mean I have THE voice, the one you gave me, but that's not...
Maybe if I could...
God no I'd need so many humans to safely bring me a monster
Someone would notice
I'll have to think of something else.
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if you get them to the arcade
i can take care of all the rest
i know you'll figure something out, marco
i trust you
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Thank you.
I'll do my best.