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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Kakah... [Ban suddenly earned the impression that he felt like Rin wasn't even really arguing with him. The way she looked away--it didn't match her previous attitude.

She didn't know him or care about him. He had little to do with it.]

What's so bad about ridding myself of delusion~? People don't ask to be born into shitty lives with no chances. That's just how the world divvies out good and bad luck.

[of course she's arguing with him. why else would she have said something in the first place? she's scolding him, and it doesn't even make sense, but she is. this attitude of his—in anyone, it really pisses her off.

because anyone is better than it.]

You must be really messed up, if you're saying this stuff so openly. It's a cry for help.

'Messed up', huh? [He could tell--just from Rin's expression, that she was getting angrier. Over what, exactly, he couldn't tell. Some thoughts and opinions were consistent from person to person. Someone turning their head to check their back for pick-pockets wore the same expression as countless other people. It was easy to tell what was on their minds.

He scratched his cheek, mulling it over.]

That's so obvious--that doesn't even need mentioning~. I had bad luck my whole life--then, I got strong and my options opened up. Other folks who didn't get strong or found some sort of 'power' stayed in situations like mine with no hope of ever catching up.

A cry for help doesn't mean a thing if nobody answers~. Even I learned that when I was just a braaat.

What kind of power do you have where you're this messed up?

[That was a complex answer. Physically, he grew up and gained enough strength to make run-of-the-mill holy knights boggle and developed wit to suit it.

Too many of his answers were dull ones.]

Magic.

[Admittedly, it wasn't a lie.]

... Nice try. I have magic, and even I'm not like that.

You're at least a little weird in the head~.

[He gestured, a bit vaguely.]

Puttin' luxurious collars on geese, after all.

Swan. And the swan came with the collar, specifically from ALASTAIR; I can't remove it.

[just before he gets any smart ideas to snatch the proud swan's collar, she'll add in that piece of information.]

My point is that you shouldn't just complain about things like that. That you're worthless, that you're lower than dirt, that your life is... crappy and you have bad luck. Command your own life. Otherwise, you're a waste, and I won't spend my time talking to you.

You sure know how to make threats without leverage ~.

[It was comforting to know that children could still be idealistic--especially when they were magi.

Ban thought Rin looked too clean to be human, though.]

Sins are a serious business and delusional brats without any real ones on their backs should stick to living in fantasy.

[A crummy life was common and unfortunate, but hell was something one made for themself. Ban thought he was useless for the latter, so he held contempt for the idea that one should try to think better of themselves so easily.]

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