[they're all crowding!! here's what they see on the monitor:
welcome to an average day at the institute. they're going that far back in scien's memories, long before the eudora. he's moving to head toward the main room where they welcome relivers, thoughts occupied with different experiments that he intends to run, but then dahut comes crashing into the view! he hands scien a number of papers, all of which are in crisp vision. memorized, clear, all a list of the results for their latest batch of reliver bodies.
however at the point that scien's focused shifts, dahut becomes tuned out. a muffled little voice, but nothing comes through.
he fastforwards to a different memory and lets it play at 8x speed. this time it's the helly belly canteen, where scien is working on building one of the monitors. it passes quickly and uneventfully, a single-minded focus, but then suddenly a plate of food and water appear. a green shape leaves the canteen. then more parts for the monitor. a brief flash of luke's face before their conversation from this past saturday's trial flickers through.
scien pauses the memory replay and removes the headset. the monitor turns black. then he laughs, eyes bright and amused.]
We are made of memory, and only memory.
[even though he's solid to the touch for dahut and luke.]
We do not have bodies or physical corporeal entities in this space. I disappeared because memory is the only component of my existence, rather than the physical. My memories according to this machine are only an exact replica of what I expect, nothing else. They do not take into consideration subconscious input or more distant recall.
[he laughs again, terribly amused]
That is why the Helly Belly locations adjust based on our understanding and wishes—it is us and our expectations and lingering will made manifest.
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welcome to an average day at the institute. they're going that far back in scien's memories, long before the eudora. he's moving to head toward the main room where they welcome relivers, thoughts occupied with different experiments that he intends to run, but then dahut comes crashing into the view! he hands scien a number of papers, all of which are in crisp vision. memorized, clear, all a list of the results for their latest batch of reliver bodies.
however at the point that scien's focused shifts, dahut becomes tuned out. a muffled little voice, but nothing comes through.
he fastforwards to a different memory and lets it play at 8x speed. this time it's the helly belly canteen, where scien is working on building one of the monitors. it passes quickly and uneventfully, a single-minded focus, but then suddenly a plate of food and water appear. a green shape leaves the canteen. then more parts for the monitor. a brief flash of luke's face before their conversation from this past saturday's trial flickers through.
scien pauses the memory replay and removes the headset. the monitor turns black. then he laughs, eyes bright and amused.]
We are made of memory, and only memory.
[even though he's solid to the touch for dahut and luke.]
We do not have bodies or physical corporeal entities in this space. I disappeared because memory is the only component of my existence, rather than the physical. My memories according to this machine are only an exact replica of what I expect, nothing else. They do not take into consideration subconscious input or more distant recall.
[he laughs again, terribly amused]
That is why the Helly Belly locations adjust based on our understanding and wishes—it is us and our expectations and lingering will made manifest.