hadriel_logs | World Log: Tundra Arrival

Who: All characters in the city
What: The log for the city's arrivel on the ice planet
Where: All around the city
When: November 21st-November 30th
Warnings: None

You all get some warning to prepare, which is great. A little time to stock up on supplies, make sure everything's where it supposed to be, call your friends in from their fishing boats. And then the city moves. It happens in the blink of an eye - one moment you're on islands, surrounded by ocean, and the next? The next you're surrounded by frozen ground, the temperature has dropped significantly, and even the sky looks different. The air has a bite to it, that familiar feeling telling you it's thinking about snowing soon. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but someday soon.

The city has rearranged itself back into that old, familiar shape, instead of spread out across islands like it was a moment ago. Maybe that'll make things easier for you, maybe it won't, but it also means the return of the lake and river that used to bisect the city - only now they're frozen over. This climate also means it'll be hard for any plants not otherwise protected to survive - and that you, too, will start feeling that cold if you're away from a warm place for too long.

And warm places might be in short supply, because when the city moved the gods did not. What does that mean for you? Well, whatever supplies are in the shops at the moment the city moves are the only ones left. No new food supplies, no new clothing, nothing. In addition, the power across the whole city is out, including water and heating. Anything else powered or supplied by gods (the hot springs, the mopeds, what's left of the orchard, the armory, the GPS) will not work.

You're on your own. Try not to die.

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[It's too cold to fight a giant monster fish in a frozen lake!! Even if it sounds kinda badass.]

Oh, right. Debbie, aka Peter. [Instead of the other way around. He's jokingly changing your identity into Debbie, bro.] I knew all this talk about irresponsible stunts was familiar.

[And that brings him to something else that he feels should be addressed.]

...Wouldn't you be warmer with your spider-suit thing on?

Excuse you, all of my stunts are one hundred percent responsible!

[THEY AREN'T EVEN. Anywho, he shrugs and glances down at himself]

Not really? I mean, it's supposed to have an AI in it, and that used to control a bunch of different functions, one of which was a built in heating system which was pretty nice--

[And then he pauses, looking very much like he just realized the most obvious thing in the world and is annoyed that he didn't realize it sooner. Daaaaaamn]

Oh God no, wait, you mean I should have worn it under this stuff. Yes. I would be warmer if I'd done that, for sure.

[Scott tries very hard to fight the slowly rising smirk tugging at his lips, but man, it's kind of hard. Eventually a snort of laughter bursts free from him like an action hero bursting from a window right before the building explodes. That is to say, it's a bit too much. He even raises a hand to cover his mouth because he hadn't expected a snort of laugh that hard.

After a moment he clears his throat and straightens up his face...poorly.]

Some of life's most rewarding lessons are learned the hard way.

[A sage nod.]

[SIGH. At least Peter's bonehead moments are entertaining for someone. He will just cross his arms and roll his eyes while Scott has this gigglebreak.]

Story of my life, man.

[Just give him a moment. He's almost done.

And once his snickers begin to die down he lifts his hands a bit.]

If if makes you feel any better, I'll probably do something worthy of pointing and laughing at soon and you'll get your revenge.

Don't think I won't be on the look out for that, because I absolutely will be.

[Naaah he won't be, revenge isn't his style.]

So is this crazy space armor you've got going on pretty well insulted?

[Good kid.]

Yeah, it's got under armor, even. It's meant to withstand a lot of harsh conditions. [Like falling out of a shuttle or getting struck by lightening. But ANYWAY, Peter said something that definitely caught his attention.] You said your suit had an AI in it, though?

Harsh conditions, so it's basically perfect for this place. [He might be a little jealous, but that's just because he is freezing his entire ass off.]

It used to have an AI, yeah. She hasn't worked since I got here, though. I'm not sure if she's even still in there at all. Now I miss my AI buddy.

[Sorry Peter, it's the one time luck was on his side.]

Same here. And I mean, literally, same. My AI just wasn't responding when I got here and I'm pretty sure he's not even here to begin with. I kind of miss him too.

[He can't believe there's someone else here with missing AI woes too.]

[WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT they have so much in common. Well, assuming Scott's AI gave him girl advice and pep talks too, anyay.]

Oh my God, what are the odds of that? Was he like, built into your armor, too?

[Scott rubs the back of his head with a sheepish chuckle.]

Uhhh, actually he's more like an implant in my head. We're sort of...[He makes a couple of vague hand gestures as he tries to explain it before dropping them back down to his sides.] Connected?

Hard to explain.

Ooooh, you're saying that you have a direct neural interface.

[It's not hard to explain at all, what are you even talking about.]

So this AI of yours connects directly to your brain? I'm assuming the whole thing isn't just uploaded directly into your brain, you'd have a lot more hardware going on up there if that was the case. You're like, networked to it, then?

[Sorry Peter, he forgets he's talking to a nerd who actually knows what he's talking about. But the rest of it is most definitely hard to explain.]

Yeah, exactly. A lot of us where I come from have the SAM implants. He's actually back on the Hyperion in SAM node...probably why I can't connect with him anymore if we're all the way over here in some other...universe. But uh, apparently he's part of my brain now? [Scott snorts a laugh.] No one could explain to me what the hell that meant. So, that's a thing.

I mean, if the implant is directly in your brain, then yeah, it makes sense. What exactly can he do in there? Why upload an AI into your brain to begin with? I'm sure you didn't just do it because it sounded like fun, nobody gets things attached to their brains because all the cool kids are doing it.

[He pauses, only because he's not sure how to explain how 'part of him' is a little different than just...an implant in his brain.]

SAM has a direct feed into anything I see or hear or feel. That means he can provide me with advanced help that a normal AI couldn't. We Pathfinders end up in situations with a lot of unknowns all the time, so SAM's direct link to us comes in handy.

So he's not... just implanted, he's literally hard wired into you. That sounds awesome, but also kind of dangerous?

Uh, yeah. But I trust SAM. My dad designed him — he knew what he was doing. I mean, I won't deny it has the potential to be really dangerous, but...so far so good?

[It's a careless thought but look, there's nothing he can do about it now.]

World Log: Tundra Arrival

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