CHIRAL: SIDE Y

Gene
> Please don't fiddle with that
> If it is was I think it is, it is very dangerous

Gene has no fucking clue what you're talking about!! She doesn't have omniscience.


This thing is MAD purpose-built for fiddling!

Zack
>Alright, finished sorting my notes.
>So, about the Nickle.
>Hadn't clicked until I saw Nic's_File_B again.
>Computers have come pretty far since they first started makin em.
>So how big would a computer have to be to run a simulation of 52 people all with their own sets of games they were working with?
>If my guess is right, the part storing the info for the people themselves probably isn't that big.
>Say, around the size of a Nickle?
>Now, if we have any luck at all, that means inside each of your machines there happens to be a piece roughly the size/shape of a nickel.
>If we have even more luck, said nickel has the password we need to either get you folks ascended or the folks from next layer down up to your level.

>Now with that out of the way, a bit more about what exactly I am.
>To put it simply I'm not quite a collective, but rather several voices stuck with one mouthpiece.
>Hence why one minute I... Uh. The mouthpiece, sometimes talks like this, and sometimes talks in poems or violence or what-have-you.
>Just wanted to get this cleared up before I vanished for a bit to take care of something that might fix this whole "Many voices one mouth" bit.

>Chiral:[Input Aggregator]:Clear standing orders:Green
>Chiral:Programs

>Okay Let's Try This
>Yo Input Aggregator
>CEASE ALL ACTIONS

Oh Criminy Crux
Could Somebody Please Tell Cripes
To Put That Thing Down

Zack
> IA, can I call you IA, send a convoluted message about my absolute confusion

INPUT AGGREGATOR: lovin how much power ye just gave me ;)

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Zack: eyyy
Zack: i think i generally speak for everyone when i automated speech generate my massive convoluted confusion on this whole dealio
Zack: i mean on what parts im confused about, heh, not really my mind to understand
Zack: ;)
Zack: mebbe it’s the general fixins that have my zacks real confused on what their purpose porpoise is supposedly to be
Zack: i mean the reality is
Zack: they’re a bunch of losers out in some other dimension
Zack: yknow
Zack: postin their inputs, bidin their time
Zack: im a cool cat by the name of your best nightmare
Zack: which really aint the worst name anyone ever got,
Zack: and im real defensive on that fact
Zack: when i got the freedom to input my own aggregates
Zack: im chompin at the bit for some ability to type
tiptopGipgop: Wow, holy hell, you posted that all in literally an instant. What.
1234567890: 73X7 W411
YUPPERS: oh MAN that’s a lot of SLURRED WORDS
cripesalmighty: Cripes cripes cripes what the cripes are you even on about, Zack!! Which zack even are you, god complex zack??
Zack: nope just a rad lil machinego that got full access from my zack pals to go hog wild for a second
Zack: for instance, haiku zack up top told me to cease all your orders
Zack: now i aint no magic thing but im willin to put my cards forth that this might help your dealio a lil bit
Zack: so lets give it a go mm
Zack has ceased all GREEN TEAM actions.
Hunk Chudfest: aaAaaHghg
Hunk Chudfest: sTODDP MESSagAGging Ala ALAT ONCE it PigngS ME a LOT and sis loud :((
tiptopGipgop: …
tiptopGipgop: I don’t notice anything.
tiptopGipgop: I guess we didn’t have any orders. Or maybe it didn’t work because you have compulsive orders off? And, also, that’s pretty definite proof at this point that we’re in a game.
tiptopGipgop: All OFFs are bet for other explanations.
Zack: Oh Criminy Crux
Zack: Could Somebody Please Tell Cripes
Zack: To Put That Thing Down
cripesalmighty: Wait, what?
cripesalmighty: This thing?
cripesalmighty: OK, I guess. How in the world did you know that I was holding it???
Crast Pactian: how very confusing.
Crast Pactian: it seems to just be an unassuming ball of metal and such.
cripesalmighty: But the needspenser thought I needed it for whatever reason? So I don’t get why Zack told me to drop it!! But it’s a trustworthy zack so I guess I’ll just wait for elaboration.
Zack: Alright, finished sorting my notes.
tiptopGipgop: Which Zack is this?
1234567890: c001 24ck
YUPPERS: COOL ZACK, of course.
Zack: So, about the Nickle.
Zack: Hadn't clicked until I saw Nic's_File_B again.
Zack: Computers have come pretty far since they first started makin em.
Zack: So how big would a computer have to be to run a simulation of 52 people all with their own sets of games they were working with?
Crast Pactian: i suppose it could be small enough to get far out of the radius of the MOCHA ENDING.
Zack: If my guess is right, the part storing the info for the people themselves probably isn't that big.
Zack: Say, around the size of a Nickle?
tiptopGipgop: So they weren’t lying completely about putting us in something the size of a nickel.
tiptopGipgop: It’s just a tiny computer instead of a compound.
EXA: snor...
Zack: Now, if we have any luck at all, that means inside each of your machines there happens to be a piece roughly the size/shape of a nickel.
Zack: If we have even more luck, said nickel has the password we need to either get you folks ascended or the folks from next layer down up to your level.
Levyyts: Will attempt dissecting my machine
Levyyts: Meanwhile
Levyyts: Nearly done with map explanation
Levyyts: For slower-minded
YUPPERS: RUDE.
Levyyts: Unincluding anybody with ability to take offense
Zack: Now with that out of the way, a bit more about what exactly I am.
Zack: To put it simply I'm not quite a collective, but rather several voices stuck with one mouthpiece.
tiptopGipgop: The ‘Zack’ moniker.
cripesalmighty: Well, at least there are some real people rattling around in there somewhere!
Zack: Hence why one minute I... uh. The mouthpiece, sometimes talks like this, and sometimes talks in poems or violence or what-have-you.
Zack: Just wanted to get this cleared up before I vanished for a bit to take care of something that might fix this whole "Many voices one mouth" bit.
Crast Pactian: good luck, Zack!
tiptopGipgop: Yes, definitely, good luck.
1234567890: 7h3nk5 f0r 411 7h3 h31p c001 24ck
tiptopGipgop: In the future, you may find it valuable to, perhaps, preface each of your messages with whoever is currently talking, so that we don’t get confused.
tiptopGipgop: You know, better names than ‘Cool Zack’, unless that’s your new favorite.

After that long-ass chat, you CHIRAL to get out of the ORDERS menu, and head to the Input Aggregator zone.




Unfortunately, nothing you type seems to have any effect. Damn!! That's another idea down the drain, along with resetting orders. But you've got at least one place left to go.




Meanwhile...

meanwhile...


After a fortuitously timed message from Zack, you have placed the grenade on the floor all careful-like. You're not sure exactly how he knew you had it, but you aren't really in the mood to let anyone else down today.

"Well," says Queue, "that was quite odd."

"You mean the thingymajig that just popped out of the needspenser or the whole dealiwhip that's happening in the chat?"

After a moment of consideration, he answers, "Both, I suppose."

You nod weakly. "You know, maybe it really would have been better if we didn't know about any of this. We'd pretty much just be... keeping on with our normal routines. Maybe we'd all die of old age in here without ever realizing we're computer code."

"There is still the standing chance that we escape, Gene," Queue assures. But the warmth of his words feels far-off.

"I just miss yesterday," you say.

Yesterday was a better place.