Week 4

[foundationmods]

It finally happened. Someone murdered, and was punished for it. After a particularly grueling trial, one much worse than the games ever were, everyone definitely needed the rest of the weekend to rest up. But now it is Monday once more, and that means it is time to get back to 'work'.

The cameras have moved again, and the contestants will need to be careful where they say what until their new locations have been revealed. In addition to that, the house itself seems to have changed, with its usual colorful appearance suddenly a bit more grey. Even the weather seems to be gloomy, with those storm clouds from last week starting to overcast the area, threatening to drop rain.

Seventeen contestants remain in this game of death. How many more will fall before the game is over? And how many more will be driven to murder?


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[visionem]

[ Alcor is very much contained to roof life these past few days, but sometimes you need to come in for coffee. He stops at seeing Ingway take measurements, head tilted. ]

Ah, the dumping was not intentional.

[darkova]

Intentional or not, you should accept responcibility for your actions.

Bad surroundings stunts growth.

[ While he's clearly talking about the House his tone suggests something more]

[visionem]

Have I not? [ His tone is honestly curious here. ]

They do, but stress can also promote necessary adaptations.

[darkova]

[He scowls- he doesn't disagree, but]

There is a line before stress becomes cruelty.

[visionem]

And you believe this line has been crossed?

[darkova]

Aye. If you are willing to break something to prove a point, you must also be willing to put it back together again. Your test certainly proved we were not ready for the stress of a trial... But what do you plan to do to fix the pain you caused?

[visionem]

Nothing. You have everything you need.

[darkova]

Just because we can, Alcor, does not mean we should. Or are you not one of us?

[visionem]

Of course not. You are free to decide your next course of action, whatever that may be, just as I was free to choose mine.

[ He tilts his head. ]

By designation I recognize the correct answer is yes, but using other measures I cannot say I agree.

[darkova]

...

You were so protective over your free will in that argument with Leo. Free will is what makes us 6350s not the puppets the Foundation wants us to be.

Maybe our experiences are just too different.

[visionem]

[ Ah that conversation. ]

Yes, I agree that we all have free will even as 6350's. But we express that free will differently, which is in many ways natural.

I am not your enemy Ingway, nor did I ever have the intention to be. But I cannot say our goals are aligned, and even moreso our methods.

[darkova]

Well then.

[He takes a seat]

One thing the Foundation has given me is an abundance of time. If you wish us to understand each other, let's begin.

[visionem]

[ There's a lot of blinking, but Alcor does sit eventually, the mug of coffee cradled in his hands. ]

Let us begin, then.

[darkova]

Saki said in the trial that she would exchange her life story for the truth. Is that a common thing for you, exchanges?

[visionem]

No, I would not offer such an exchange normally. But given time constraints it is very difficult and in some ways impossible, to observe her and her will as I would normally do.

[darkova]

It's true that we are not exactly in a natural environment and any of us could die at any time.

May I ask why you are interested in her?

[visionem]

The impending nature of mortality is less of an issue than the limitations this house sets on me, and us all.

[ So that might be a hint there because destruction and world ending threats are...honestly in some way normal to him. ]

It is difficult for me to articulate, but I will try. I am interested in anyone, human or not- [ More emphasis here because the non-human bit is all new and shiny. ] who express their will unyieldingly, regardless of circumstance. Those who are the outliers in the system, those who may very well break it or heal it. The shining lights in a sea of darkness.

[darkova]

[He ponders this]

So it was Sandelphon's willingness to kill even though we all tried to tell him it was foolish, that made you decide to help him?

[visionem]

That is part of it, yes.

[darkova]

And also because he was your friend.

[Not a question- but a guess, considering how Sandy reacted at the trial]

[visionem]

Yes, my very first divine one.

[ That means more than he's able to put into words, but he sounds strikingly confident in it all the same. Just don't tell Sandy. ]

[darkova]

Divine- so you are similar beings?

[visionem]

Indeed. At the least, more similar than we are to humans.

[darkova]

Ah. Perhaps that is why I can't fully understand it. Beings like gods and angels were something I never knew of before coming to this world.

[visionem]

There was no religion in your world?