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entrancelogs2019-04-17 08:31 pm
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Who: Entrapta (
tinyfoods), Peridot (
slapfight), and special guest, the Core
Where: Entrapta's basement lab
When: Forward dated to the morning of 4/20
Rating: PG-13 just to be safe
Summary: Peridot and Entrapta finally get results
The Story:
By now, everything is in place. Entrapta's Mirror finally reached the Core with the wiring, Entrapta has set up a control panel to regulate the power with Peridot's help, and they've even run a minor experiment to make sure the connection is working.
That was all simple. The rest is much more theoretical. For example, how does one communicate with what is apparently a huge nucleus of energy? Just shout questions into the void and see what comes back? This is the kind of problem they're facing in this venture.
Not that that is in any way discouraging to Entrapta. She wiggles her gloved fingers as she looks over her control panel and laughs a little too happily. This is so exciting. She hasn't been this excited since she tried to siphon all the power in Etheria into one rune stone. If she can get even half as much data now as she got then, it will be a victory.
Turning to Peridot, she grins.
"Ready?"
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Where: Entrapta's basement lab
When: Forward dated to the morning of 4/20
Rating: PG-13 just to be safe
Summary: Peridot and Entrapta finally get results
The Story:
By now, everything is in place. Entrapta's Mirror finally reached the Core with the wiring, Entrapta has set up a control panel to regulate the power with Peridot's help, and they've even run a minor experiment to make sure the connection is working.
That was all simple. The rest is much more theoretical. For example, how does one communicate with what is apparently a huge nucleus of energy? Just shout questions into the void and see what comes back? This is the kind of problem they're facing in this venture.
Not that that is in any way discouraging to Entrapta. She wiggles her gloved fingers as she looks over her control panel and laughs a little too happily. This is so exciting. She hasn't been this excited since she tried to siphon all the power in Etheria into one rune stone. If she can get even half as much data now as she got then, it will be a victory.
Turning to Peridot, she grins.
"Ready?"
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"Yes, yes, yes! This is going to be great! We're going to be the most respected geniuses in all of Wonderland. Imagine all the things we're going to learn."
She's just gonna rub her face on the garnet a little. No big.
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So. Mission almost accomplished?
With a grin, she flicks a series of switches on the control panel. There's a deep thrumming sound from the garnet as it powers up, shifting out of its inert state. For several minutes, nothing else seems to happen, but that's just because it's such a long cable that's stretched between the garnet and the Core.
Entrapta waits impatiently, twisting some of her hair around itself.
"Any minute..."
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She can only hope this goes better. Already, her hard light form has started to sweat as nerves settle in. She's only going to get one shot at this...
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After several more moments of waiting, a number of lights on the control panel light up and the garnet begins to glow.
"I think that's it!"
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She steadies herself, plants her feet firmly, and folds her arms behind her back. "This is Peridot and Entrapta, prisoners of Wonderland. This is our first attempt to communicate with the Core. Am I addressing Wonderland's Core now?"
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It begins as a murmur. A sound that could, perhaps, be mistaken for poor audio feedback from the black garnet. As it grows steadily louder and louder, it becomes apparent that the noise is much more than that. It's tens of thousands of voices, coming together and overlapping each other in the natural heavy static of crowded spaces, an auditorium full to capacity. It is difficult at first to isolate individual sentences, or even individual words. There's so many that any listener would lose themselves trying to fish out just one.
Then, with what seems to be some effort on the Core's part, a few hundred of them seem to focus on the conversation at hand. The result is not at all in unison, but on top of the rest of the noise, they are greeted in return!
"Hello! Hello! Hello! Hi! Nice to meet you! Hello! ¡Hola! Hi! Hello! Nice to meet you! Hi! Hello!
Hello! Hello! Hello! Hi! Nice to meet you! Hello! ¡Hola! Hi! Hello! Nice to meet you! Hi! Hello!
Hello! Hello! Hello! Hi! Nice to meet you! Hello! ¡Hola! Hi! Hello! Nice to meet you! Hi! Hello!
Hello! Hello! Hello! Hi! Nice to meet you! Hello! ¡Hola! Hi! Hello! Nice to meet you! Hi! Hello!
Hello! Hello! Hello! Hi! Nice to meet you! Hello! ¡Hola! Hi! Hello! Nice to meet you! Hi! Hello!"
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"Wonderland log, day 130. We've made contact with the Core via the black garnet. It speaks in at least a hundred voices and possibly multiple languages. And they all speak at once."
She holds out her recorder, hoping to pick up some of the babbling coming from the black garnet.
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She loses her cool for a moment, "...Hi." And then shakes her head to snap out of it. This is important. "Thank you for speaking to us. We have a few questions."
And she's too practical to make idle chitchat when this connection could be severed at any moment. She's gonna barrel right into it, mercilessly. "What is Wonderland's intended purpose and what controls it?"
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"Purpose...? Purpose? Purpose. Purpose! Purpose...purpose. Purpose? Porpoise. Purpose? Purpose! Purposepurposepurpose...
Purpose...? Purpose? Purpose. Purpose! Purpose...purpose. Purpose? Porpoise. Purpose? Purpose! Purposepurposepurpose..."
The momentum builds as all of the voices, varying across countless different ages, accents, and expressions of gender, ponder a purpose together.
Together...
"TOGETHER!" their voices ring out, all at once, even those in the background. The sound of thousands in sync is deafening, a sonic boom powerful enough to crack things in the lab.
And then, oddly enough...they begin to sing. It's a bit more upbeat than the original, as if singing along to a music box. Some voices hum along and some sound almost like chimes, but there are too many for it to be a beautiful chorus. It sounds lovely for about half a second until the voices fall out of sync and it becomes overwhelming. If it's like a music box then it's trying to play underwater, or someone's jammed a quarter into it.
"Someday soon we all will be together, if the fates allow. Until then we'll have to muddle through somehow!
Someday soon we all will be together, if the fates allow. Until then we'll have to muddle through somehow!
Someday soon we all will be together, if the fates allow. Until then we'll have to muddle through somehow!
Someday soon we all will be together, if the fates allow. Until then we'll have to muddle through somehow!
Someday soon we all will be together, if the fates allow. Until then we'll have to muddle through somehow!
Someday soon we all will be together, if the fates allow. Until then we'll have to muddle through somehow!
Someday soon we all will be together, if the fates allow. Until then we'll have to muddle through somehow!"
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She'll need to analyze this later.
She reels as she tries to remember another question she meant to ask, one that can connect to this one. She just can't waste what little time she has on follow-ups, but surely there's something. "S-so what about the Residents? Where do they go when they're not needed? Can you set them free? Have any them actually been unmade? If you need everyone to be together, then what about them? Where do they fit in?"
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Actually, she's worried everything here is going to get overloaded and break.
Not quite frantically, but still quite quickly, she turns her attention back to the control panel to see if she can moderate the power coming through to them without cutting their connection altogether.
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"They are...together. Here, there, everywhere and always! Together. They are us and we are they and they are with us! Forever, as we need...as always...wherever they are, they are us.
They are...together. Here, there, everywhere and always! Together. They are us and we are they and they are with us! Forever, as we need...as always...wherever they are, they are us.
"And then, another more focused answer rings out. Darker. Lonelier. They wail. Glass cracks under the weight of the noise.
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Why does all of this always sound like gem logic? Is that why she's the first to get this far? Because she's been approaching this like a kindergartner would? Is that why it hurts so much?
She pulls her hands away from her face and realizes with great shock that tears have started to leak out from underneath her visor, brought on by the sadness, the reminders of Homeworld, the feeling of utter hopelessness in the face of something so immense. She's barely even registering the destruction around her.
Something about this is familiar and painful, and it takes her a moment to find her resolve. She's suspended in a moment. It might as well just be her and the Core here, reaching out through the black garnet. "What about the Mirrors? Is it because we don't belong here, so you're trying to make something of ours that does belong? Are they part of us or are they part of you?"
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She looks from the panel to Peridot to the black garnet, increasingly concerned that the rune stone is going to take irreparable damage if this goes on much longer.
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"They are...needed. Belong. Balance us, carry our weight and your faces. They are us and they are home. Welcome home!
They are...needed. Belong. Balance us, carry our weight and your faces. They are us and they are home. Welcome home!"
The voices in the background grow more excited, whispering and shouting to each other in the spaces between the Core's words. More of them can be made out this time, echoes and echoes of "Welcome home!" that swirl and blend together.
You too! Belong! You belong! You and them and us and everyone together! Everyone...everyone together...
You too! Belong! You belong! You and them and us and everyone together! Everyone...everyone forever...
They drift off in their own thought, a sudden melancholy drifting into the sound of every voice. This moment that had been so joyous so briefly did not last. It is so easy to drift and so hard to focus. Many of the voices are crying again, the rhythm of rain pounding. Then, several hundred boom in desperate sorrow.
And with that, there is a flash of light, followed immediately by a thunderous crack - coming directly from the black garnet. It kills the connection instantly, but the rainy rhythm lingers, somewhere in the distance.
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"No, no, no! What does that mean? You have to tell us what that means!" But her words are lost under the din and drowned out by the loud wail and she recoils from the flash and the thunder, stumbling as she tries to get away.
She ends up sprawled on the floor when everything goes dead, leaving nothing but the rain somewhere outside. The second she collects herself, she's running back to the black garnet to check on it. "Is it okay? Can we get the connection back?"
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"We might be able to--"
Before she can finish, the rune stone is enveloped in a red-white glow and a beam of pure energy it had absorbed from the Core shoots upward, through the ceiling of the room. And then up some more through the ceilings of several rooms above.
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"Do you think anyone can see that??" She asks, desperately, knowing the answer already.
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"I think everyone can probably see it."
It would be very hard not to.
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Peridot swallows hard and then slowly disentangles herself from Entrapta's hair. "....I guess we have some explaining to do."
She pauses. "Once I... sort through all that information."
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"Some of them might have holes in their rooms." They would probably be wanting an explanation as to why.
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She flops down onto the ground, overwhelmed. "I can't believe we actually did it."
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"I really hope the black garnet is okay." She frowns momentarily, then shrugs. "I guess if it's not, it was used for a good purpose! We got lots of great data from this."
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Maybe? She can't tell for certain without getting close and that energy feels like it could destabilize her if she's not careful. "I hope the recordings survived. If not... I can probably go off of just memory."
She hums the discordant tune the Core first greeted them with, as she tries to recall all the details. Through the years we all will be together if the fates allow...
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Entrapta still has her recorder clutched in a piece of hair. She holds it up to eye level.
"It didn't look like it got shorted out."
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"Okay, let's see if we got it on record."
She rewinds the recording and then hits play. The good news is that the recorder definitely is working and definitely did record what the Core was saying. The bad news is...it sounds just like the Core. It's often hard to understand what it's saying because of how many voices are speaking all at once and the moments when the Core got its most emphatic sound a bit distorted as the sound put strain on the recording device.
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Two people couldn't replicate that exactly. Maybe with a lot of time and energy, but why would they?
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And with the quality of the audio, no one else ever will, probably.
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Look, she takes attention very seriously.
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Entrapta claps her hands and lets go of Peridot, turning away and using her hair to sift through some of the broken bits of the control panel.
"I'll try to see what I can salvage of the rest of the data."
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She wants to show off their audio proof, and she's too excited to record it to her tablet right now. She wants the unfiltered original experience just as it was recorded to demonstrate their genius.
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"Just be careful with it. I want to see if I can reproduce it on a more stable device later."
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And then off she goes.