futurology | !IMPORTANT! video; username: 82736775

[The video is from everyone's favorite camera-shy mad scientist, 82736775. This time, he's not even present in a carefully-framed way; he appears to just be using his jewellery as a Go-Pro.

The view is a large machine in the middle of the woods. It's crudely constructed, with loud, grinding gears and exhaust tubes belching smoke. There are three figures scurrying about -- Dipper, Shiki, and Hide, for those of you who would recognize them -- pulling levers and turning cranks and struggling to hear each other over the machine's groaning. Jars of fairy goop hang off the thing like lanterns in a coal mine.]

Listen uuuup, bitcheesss!

[The view jerks, then readjusts as the sky comes into focus.]

Thanks to my genius and everybody else's scrappy, can-do attitude, we're about to make scientific history. By which I mean w-we're about to blow this bullshit away.

[His hand enters the frame. He is flipping off the sky.]

Engage Operation: Fuck You, Magic!

[The frame stays centered on the sky, though the machine's groaning reaches almost deafening levels. Above the cacophony, there's a high-pitched whining: something is warming up. All over Chantes, the ground shakes.

Then bright green fills the screen and everything is so loud that it's almost silent. Those of you who are at a distance may see a gigantic green beam shooting into the sky just before everything turns bright white for a few long seconds.

And suddenly, there is light. Stars. Two moons. The sky is back.

82736775 is laughing maniacally. He swings the frame around to the giant machine, which has blasted wide open: smoking panels have fallen to the ground, exposing frayed wires. His assistants are also on the ground, looking dazed.]

Suck my dick, Narnia! Haha, yeah!

Now let's figure out what to do and get the hell off this rock! Team science, ouuuut!

[ ooc. IMPORTANT! the sun is now returned. from this point on, there are normal day-night cycles in chantes! be aware there are two moons, and the sun rises in the west. use this post to discuss what to do now! threadjacking encouraged. thank you to my fellow players and our modteam for making this plot so successful! i love you all.

UPDATE! check this thread for conversation on a peaceful option. ]

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You seem to have misunderstood the meaning of suppress.

[And he knows he'll regret admitting this, but....]

I've no plans to kill anyone here.

What makes you think I'll believe you?

What makes you think I care?

Believe whatever you'd like. I have more important obligations to fulfill. As do you.

As long as you really remember it.

How do you feel about talking to the King?

You ask as though the matter has not already been decided.

I will go.

[gilgamesh...]

Very well. I suppose you might understand him more than most of us. [it's a subtle jab. they're both pigheaded...] I plan to go, myself.

Oh? To keep me in line?

[He might be poking a bit of fun at her now. Might.]

Hardly. Don't stroke your own ego too much.

Don't let all that flab go to your head, girl.

[The feed cuts... how rude!]

[no, no way. he's not getting away with that much! rin immediately replies back, and her tone is scathing even through text.]

Hey! What's the big idea?!

You'll be talking on your own to the King, if you can even make it in there, if you resort to petty insults and just closing off communications whenever you feel like it!

♥ ♥ ♥

[What a riveting conversation. However, it may be reassuring in its own way... at least it's bereft of death threats. Or worse.]

I'm not a loose woman who's going to be wooed by a few hearts!

Damqu?

[Now he's just speaking another language entirely. He may or may not have called you cute, for reference.]

No.

[it doesn't matter what he's asking or what language he's saying it in. the answer is always "no".]

Unfortunate. I thought the twin-tailed look truly suited you.

[Do you even want to continue this conversation, Rin.]

[she does, if he'll stick to business?]

Everything about my clothes and my hair suits me.

[Not looking likely...]

Zettai ryouiki is the pinnacle of modern fashion on a young woman. I commend the Japanese for its brilliant execution.

[oh, god. is she going to have to talk strategy with his stupid face in person...?]

Stop thinking about my legs, you disgusting, pompous pervert!

[Yes. Unfortunately.]

You'd prefer that I think about the rest of you?

No! That's not what I meant, and you know it!

[Actually, maybe he does want to see her face right now. It's probably red to the gills. Who knew such a proud little magus could prove so sensitive with just a few compliments? Perhaps it's fortunate that they're currently apart, or his hands might just misbehave again... he really does have a type.

Thankfully for Rin, Gilgamesh does decide to cooperate. At least the text masks his insufferable tone.]

What more did you require from me?

[what a comforting thought, gilgamesh.]

It's best we meet with the King as a group, and we have a plan.

Plan? What plan? Do you doubt me, girl?

I shall speak to him and sway his hand. That will prove sufficient.

[So he thinks... he really won't be prepared for the inevitable ship-crashing accusations.]

Of course I doubt you! Did you just forget what our last run-in with each other was like?

What I'm saying is we'll need more input than yours to decide what to propose to the King, and we all need to be on the same page. We need to coordinate so everything is perfect.

I also need to not be anywhere alone with you!

Are you expecting an apology? That I might bow down to your heels and beg forgiveness, plead that you would show me the way with your superior insight and no doubt peerless diplomatic skill?

I am a King. You are a child -- or if you insist, a young woman. It is ludicrous that you would question my capabilities when I ruled my people as none other would or could, beloved by them, praised by them, worshiped by them. Of course I know how to navigate politics, of course I know the meaning of consensus, you essentially ask if I know how to breathe air.

Put your faith in me or don't. Point to a place and it is there I shall stand and make my case, along with the others.

Beyond that, there is no need for intimate discussion on the matter.

One way or another, Rin Tohsaka, this will end.

I promise you that much.

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