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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In that case, I'm guessing you know what they need for this "second coming."

[ Otherwise what, pray tell, was actually stopping them from doing the same thing again? The power of the masses, on the other hand, would be sure to inspire more halfling bitterness if they were to be appeased. ]

Now that the civilians know of the Order's crimes, they're likely to call for retribution. Though even locking them up and throwing away the key would be too easy in the name of peace.

I have no idea where Michel really got his powers. That's ridiculous. Maybe it's worth asking Loki and Ahad, however. They were the gods who captured him.

[perhaps she'll have to look into something with loki himself...]

You're taking a grim view of the possibilities. The anger of the Order has understandable roots in mistreatment. Remove the oppression, and you remove the problem.

Right. I guess I will.

[ While he's been aware of those handling him up until this point, he'd elected only to listen in on what he could up until now. Not his area of expertise. Though he does hope it will be confirmed manageable first if she sets this plan in motion. ]

How many years has it been... since the rift between goblin and human began? Their history as friends is richer, so I'd like to think you're right. But can we really expect those outcasted by their own people to forgive so easily?

[ His thoughts aren't being expressed to dissuade her. They simply must be accounted for. For one, there is at least one among them who certainly wouldn't preach abiding. ]

I wonder how many of the Order were really in consensus with Michel's actions.

Supposedly it's been only a few years, if the word on the street is to be believed. Nothing is ever easy in a situation like this. I prefer to think of it as a challenge to be met.

Shall we send an envoy to meet with the Order, as well?

I'd say so, anyway. Though there may be some who can expect a welcome more than others.

[ Those explicitly invited to their meeting, perhaps? He, Julius and Riza had spoken to one of their members, but non-humans who could relate to them might suit them better. ]

Other non-humans, right? Or those who have already met with some of the Order.

[it occurs to her that she may be included among that group, having escorted order members from the jail.]

If you can give me any names, feel free to speak up. But I'll suggest it to the rest of the recruits.

[ He nods. Yes, non-humans is right. Though she must already have a good impression of it, given her observations. ]

I don't think my top recommendation has been heard from in a while. I'll trust you know what's best.

[ Moreover, ] If you need me, you can give me a call.

I'm honored, Commander. You actually can trust in other people. [she pauses, breathing out, then:] Who's your top recommendation?