Nami (
namisan) wrote in
driftfleet2017-10-19 09:49 pm
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Communication Tower Shenanigans
Who: Anyone!
Broadcast: Not...yet. Working on that part??
Action: The Comms Tower
When: In the day or two after that zuper zecret broadcazt.
[A mingle for any and all people on the ground making their way toward the comms tower, and all science and tech wizardry that happens thereafter. For any who can't follow coordinates on land, a light rain will spring up around the tower's general area after the first handful of hours has gone past, as per this broadcast here.]
Broadcast: Not...yet. Working on that part??
Action: The Comms Tower
When: In the day or two after that zuper zecret broadcazt.
[A mingle for any and all people on the ground making their way toward the comms tower, and all science and tech wizardry that happens thereafter. For any who can't follow coordinates on land, a light rain will spring up around the tower's general area after the first handful of hours has gone past, as per this broadcast here.]

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[He nods, his hand rubbing the back of his neck- feeling it there. ]
I wonder if we could make some kind of scrambler? Like the one that's here, blocking out our communications- maybe we could fashion one that scrambled the augments. Of course the problem there is that we could risk hurting ourselves in the process- they are stuck in our heads.
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[Benefits of being made from rubber. Weirdo.]
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If only we could get one. Just by itself, not attached to a person- then we could test it without hurting anyone.
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...and without destroying any way of our going home. But I guess that's why we need to learn more about the augments themselves.
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[She doesn't want to think too hard on the possibility that she might never go home.]
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But also. She has eyed off the poisonous terrain a whole bunch.]
...I have to wonder whether something here sent them mad.
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[That is literally the only reason. Also it's a miracle he hasn't poisoned himself yet.]
Yeah, it seems a little...weird. That they'd just turn like this.
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