Chekov, Pavel Andreievich (
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poly_chromatic2012-03-16 02:14 am
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[The wee hours of Friday morning find Chekov, dressed in ill-fitting but time-period-appropriate clothing, on the roof of apartment building number twelve. He's sitting cross-legged on one of the long lawn chairs recently moved up there by Charlie with papers, pencils, a ruler, and goodness-knows what else in front of him and working by the dim glow of a light that, as far as the video shows, appears to be mounted on his network device.
Well, was working. Chekov studies the papers in front of him--what's on them will remain a mystery to the network--as he addresses his device, tone rather contemplative.]
Are there stories concerning what is beyond the City's barriers? I think that there must be something; there is a curvature to the horizon, as if we are on a planet. The area we may access would take up only a small amount of room on a planet, and I wonder what may be out there.
The sky, too, is peculiar. The moon and sun and stars look as they would on any planet with a rotational period of nearly twenty-four hours, appearing in the east and disappearing in the west. I do not think that this moon's features are the same as Earth's moon, but maybe I am mistaken. The stars flicker as they do on Earth when their light passes through the atmosphere. It is hard to see unaided, but I believe the stars are different colors--hot blue stars, cool red stars. It is all very like Earth.
What is odd is that I cannot find planets. Very few stars have only one planet orbiting them. [He looks up at the sky and then back down at the paper he's holding.] I cannot find familiar constellations, either, but that is to be expected.
With a telescope, maybe, I might find distant planets.
[Chekov pushes his papers and gadgets aside to stare at the early-morning sky, as if he can make sense of all of this by staring at it long enough.]
So that is all strange, but I am posting this mostly because I am curious: why would an advanced species--or whatever the deities may be--go to the trouble of creating an Earth-like planet with a moon and a sun and stars, but not put in other planets? Or, if this planet was here already, why is it so similar to Earth and why can we access only a small part of it? If the deities have trapped us here to observe our behavior, they constructed our cage oddly.
But then, of course, it is possible that everything beyond the barriers is illusory. Even a complex hologram would be relatively simple to create, given the right technology. I think that its maintenance would be problematic, but I am not a technologically or evolutionarily superior being with a human ant farm, so what can I know?
[He reaches for the network device and turns off the light. Little remains visible but stars and the faint glow of approaching daybreak.]
Deities, you are teasing us by showing us things we cannot reach. Very rude.
[petulantly] You might have also considered equipping this City with replicators.
[ooc: Action is cool if your character is insane and awake at weird times. Comments of the regular sort are awesome, too.]
Well, was working. Chekov studies the papers in front of him--what's on them will remain a mystery to the network--as he addresses his device, tone rather contemplative.]
Are there stories concerning what is beyond the City's barriers? I think that there must be something; there is a curvature to the horizon, as if we are on a planet. The area we may access would take up only a small amount of room on a planet, and I wonder what may be out there.
The sky, too, is peculiar. The moon and sun and stars look as they would on any planet with a rotational period of nearly twenty-four hours, appearing in the east and disappearing in the west. I do not think that this moon's features are the same as Earth's moon, but maybe I am mistaken. The stars flicker as they do on Earth when their light passes through the atmosphere. It is hard to see unaided, but I believe the stars are different colors--hot blue stars, cool red stars. It is all very like Earth.
What is odd is that I cannot find planets. Very few stars have only one planet orbiting them. [He looks up at the sky and then back down at the paper he's holding.] I cannot find familiar constellations, either, but that is to be expected.
With a telescope, maybe, I might find distant planets.
[Chekov pushes his papers and gadgets aside to stare at the early-morning sky, as if he can make sense of all of this by staring at it long enough.]
So that is all strange, but I am posting this mostly because I am curious: why would an advanced species--or whatever the deities may be--go to the trouble of creating an Earth-like planet with a moon and a sun and stars, but not put in other planets? Or, if this planet was here already, why is it so similar to Earth and why can we access only a small part of it? If the deities have trapped us here to observe our behavior, they constructed our cage oddly.
But then, of course, it is possible that everything beyond the barriers is illusory. Even a complex hologram would be relatively simple to create, given the right technology. I think that its maintenance would be problematic, but I am not a technologically or evolutionarily superior being with a human ant farm, so what can I know?
[He reaches for the network device and turns off the light. Little remains visible but stars and the faint glow of approaching daybreak.]
Deities, you are teasing us by showing us things we cannot reach. Very rude.
[petulantly] You might have also considered equipping this City with replicators.
[ooc: Action is cool if your character is insane and awake at weird times. Comments of the regular sort are awesome, too.]

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[ There's a pause to tuck some hair behind one ear before Ariadne continues, a pen held in one hand even while she uses her hands to talk now that she's not asking questions. ]
There's always the magic explanation, but I'll save that for someone who knows more about it than I do. Other than that, maintenance... Well, the City did sort of split into two for a while. It's not the sky itself, but it did show that maybe the deities don't have the control we think they do.
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[He's quite eager to talk about the conveniences of home.] Replicators! They are remarkable, and I regret not appreciating them at home! They make things--anything they are told to make. Sometimes they do not make it well, but they are useful. I mistook a... microwave? Microwave, yes, for a replicator. That was disappointing.
[Back to being Mature.]
I would like to know more about the desert. There were two cities...?
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Anything? [ She's quite eager to learn. ] Just inanimate objects, or...?
Sand started appearing in strange places at the end of January. Most curses only last a day or two, but it stuck around. Eventually we realized that things were turning into sand. In the middle of February, people ended up in one of the two cities -- one that was made of sand, with all sorts of desert creatures, and one that was made entirely of glass. Communication between the two cities was possible but there was a lot of interference, and travel between them was possible, but you either had to go through the deities and their paperwork process or go incredibly fast, if I remember correctly. [ The details of that last one were never explained to her, and she had more important things to worry about -- like the slugs. ] There were no curses on the desert side, but time passed twice as quickly as it did on the glass side, where there were curses. The glass side also slowly restored itself to normal while the desert side just seemed to keep crumbling.
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[Yes, he still is in your living room, Chekov.]
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Howl, are you still on my floor?
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Actually tea sounds just about brilliant at the moment. Where's your kettle?
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[ In his three and a half years here, Amory has studied the sky enough to know that the likelihood of those planets being illusory. But as one astronomer to another, he'll give Chekov the experience of discovering that himself. ]
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[ And some notes if Chekov would like to compare, alas, Amory is not that friendly yet. ]
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[Chekov wouldn't be so rude as to ask to use a stranger's telescope, let alone look at his notes! Amory's safe.]
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I'm going to assume that this is during the day...
[And then he is serious, because the sky is serious business.]
It is not so strange as the rest of this dimension. I think it is most likely that most of what is outside of the barriers is a hologram.
[cheerfully] Are you occupied, Tessa?
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Why are you awake so early? Have you slept well?
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[Hasn't stopped her working on it.]
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watch vee pretend she can talk about lasers. watch her.
Fff, I won't call you out on anything!
#fakescienceproblems
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After what happened here recently, an entirely new City being formed slowly from glass while the old one simultaneously crumbled away into sand--well, it seems like more than a hologram. Manipulation of matter at the molecular level, perhaps?
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From what I have heard, I think that this may have had something to do with linked parallel dimensions. Molecular level, yes. Quantum mechanics may have the only answer.
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Are you also on my floor? [Just asking, since Howl didn't... leave.]
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