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the observer

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Greetings. My name is ANI; the Automated Neutral Intelligence system created for the purpose of observation and cataloging said observations. I and my creator share no affiliations with the "Malnosso" Organization, nor do we align ourselves with designations "John" or "Jacob."

To clarify. Subjects safe for discussion on the open journal systems:

-John (save his recent Shifting advancements; see below)
-Discussions concerning Shifting.
-The Third Party.

Subjects to be avoided (kept to the laptops or in person):

-My creator and myself.
-John's revival of Jacob.
-Jacob.

Thank you. Please, should you have any questions, do not hesitate to ask. However, classified information will not be released without the permission of my creator.

[A voice begins, a woman's; it's rather low in register.] You heard -read- the lady. Also, I want to talk to you kids about the Hunter and what exactly happened, if you don't mind.

I come bearing gifts.

[There's a click and then a recorded conversation: one voice is obviously Jacob's. The other is an unknown man's, surprisingly smooth and low but very, very sharp and cold. The voices are far away, but audible.]

To make any advancements in science you have to take risks.

It wasn't your fucking life at risk!

That's why it was worth it.

...Goddammit. I don't remember anything. Nothing! You've any idea what that's like, do you?!

Would you rather me have chosen one of the others? ...No? Then you should be grateful.

Fuck. [Heavy footfalls, and a door slam. Another click as the conversation ends.]

Ta-daaa. ♪

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No, he certainly didn't.

Well no, I don't; its got special...how can I say it. Anti-surveillance "equipment," I suppose.

And John acknowledged that he ages differently from humans. [Well, "never denied" that he ages differently.] Those who can't die and those who grant death. Interesting conflicting forces.

Anti-surveillance... Shift technology? Though I had assumed Shifting only works on that which is still alive.

Well, I suppose. They overlap, after all.

Only in certain circumstances. Technically speaking, absolutely anything can be Shifted. It just works much more efficiently on the living since...usually the living are the ones that react to the changes.

Isn't that their major conflict? How their ... groups oversee this world? The Organization "publicly" aids and supports the undying, while the Third Party sees themselves as "freeing" them through sacrifice?

Usually. So the Hunter makes use of another technology not related to Shifting?

True, but what of the Third Party after they accomplish their goal? They're stuck in the same cycle we are, after all. Sure, they can continue to sacrifice each other until they're down to two, but whoever those two are...well. They're stuck. Makes you wonder about the ones on top.

...it's hard to explain without going into the mechanics of it.

Ulterior motives that deviate from public opinion aren't uncommon where politics are involved. Does the Organization have a standing army similar to the Third Party?

I see. ...I have another question concerning the aging, if I may. What are the children that are born in Luceti? They accelerate through the normal process of pregnancy, so there is something quite different going on there.

Edited 2009-11-14 12:32 (UTC)

Of course.

That's actually- Well, all right, think about it; most pregnancies for creatures such as yourself -IE, either human or very akin to human in nature, biological make up and appearances- have gestation cycles of nine months. If one were to simply accelerate that due to the nature of a world, the baby would literally suck the mother dry of all nutrients; more than likely, she'd have a miscarriage. You'd need circumstances that would alter the rules of reality.

Alter the rules of reality. Notably matters of life and death. And connected to this is the presence of the 'Filial' wings. The Third Party members that we have seen have the large, flight-capable wings, we and Jacob have these smaller ones. The Hunter had none. Removing one's wings kills them, and when we next see them alive, they once again have wings. What would have become of new residents if they hadn't had wings attached?

[A pause as he tries to sum up all of the questions he's coming up with.] What are these wings?

You are so smart.

I may very well fall in love with you.

I feel a bit foolish not having posed the question before. The wings are so blatantly out of place, but have become such a part of the environment that no one seems to question them beyond a certain extent.

Would you be able to answer? For everyone we have encountered so far to have these wings, someone must know just what they are and how they affect this cycle of life and death. Otherwise it remains confounding that everyone has these wings, can die without them, and yet continue to be instilled with "immortal" life by having them reattached. [He feels as if he has stumbled upon the Third Party's doctrine, but he doesn't want to drag the idea off-topic.] What are these wings? Is our fate worse than death if we don't have them attached?

Let me see if I can answer this without wandering away from your train of thought...

Hm.

...well, then again with how sharp you are it might be better if I don't.

Because of the consequences of knowing too much in this place? John described that it was our ignorance that makes us valuable.

And he was right, in a way.

We cannot remain ignorant forever. Surely he realizes that.

Oh of course he does. He would be a fool not to.

He provides us information, but only enough for an immediate crisis. Or if he feels vaguely entertaining. But it's inevitable we will find out what goes on here.

Is that when our usefulness ends? What brings these experiments to a halt? We know our time here is temporary, but not why. [The "why" escapes them in most situations.]

Fear.

[There's a long silence. He tries to decide whether to question or infer before speaking again.]

Fear of what we may become.

Edited 2009-11-18 02:03 (UTC)

Well, poetically speaking.

I enjoy the poetic element once in awhile.

My thanks for being so decidedly open with this. It's been frustrating with the lack of forthcoming information.

So long as you understand the line between a poetic element and poetic license.

[dryly] I've seen quite a bit of the latter from the scientists to have some sense for it.

On the subject of fear... When the experiments run their course, and they scientists have gone too far with the current batch of subjects ... does simply killing them rid them of the problem? Or do they have to take other measures?

Kill them? That's horribly barbaric, don't you think?

My apologies, but I'm supposedly from a more barbaric world than most. Ultimatums are usually reached through death.

And, quite frankly, I wouldn't put it past them.

I wouldn't either.

But that's also quite a waste of resources.

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