Naviadna Mingle

[thespaceopera]

Who: Everyone
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: Anywhere on the fleet or in the system
When: The month of June



Welcome to Naviadna! Enjoy the beautiful sights, amazing technology, and all the other wonderful things this system has to offer! Where will you go? What sort of shenanigans will you get up to? How are you dealing with the planet's insistent singing at you?

Have fun!

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Memorial of the First

[candothat]

[After years and years in these strange universes that draw in people from distant worlds, Pavel has developed an intense appreciation for reminders of those who have come before. Existence is fleeting in places like this, and often the only evidence that anyone existed at all is whatever memory of them lives on in those who remain. Having one's name read by a stranger isn't, of course, the same as being remembered, but Pavel likes to imagine that contemplating the names does some metaphysical good.

That it reminds the universe, however briefly, of the people that it forgot. That it prevents those people from vanishing entirely.

As hesitant as he is to intrude on Vash's own quiet contemplation, it seems unforgivably rude to stay silent.]

A very ambitious hope.


[ooc: Remember when I said I was tagging this? Yeah, um. I'm sorry about that. You can ignore if you want!]

[goldenglasses]

I'm a very ambitious sort of person. [Vash turns to Pavel with a smile. Clearly not at all bothered by his intrusion.] It's a pretty nice planet. I think they all could have been happy living here.

[candothat]

Then maybe it's an entirely reasonable hope. The planet is nice. [He sounds more like he'd like to believe this than actually convinced.] I wonder how the fleet would fare, if we found ourselves stranded here.

[goldenglasses]

We're all pretty resourceful. We might still be able to find a way out even if we got left behind by the ships.

I don't think this would be such bad spot though. If I didn't have to worry about the things going on at home I think I would like to stay here.

[candothat]

Perhaps. [Pavel clearly has his doubts about that, but there's no need to be a killjoy.]

If it helps you to worry less, it seems likely that none of us disappear from our own universes. ...Although thinking about that can be existentially worrisome.

[goldenglasses]

I have heard of that. That time stands still back home and we're returned back to the last moment we remember.

[Vash frowns at the names on the wall.] Does that mean there are two of these people in the universe? Or does that mean their worlds are still frozen as they were because they didn't return?

[candothat]

Neither of those, not really. Universes are always splitting and sometimes merging again, so it's impossible to say how many versions of any individual exist. But no, I think it's unlikely that any universes have frozen because someone failed to return. This universe is temporally isolated from all of our home universes... millennia could pass here while no time at all passes elsewhere.

[goldenglasses]

Ugh. This kind of talk always makes my head spin a little bit. The idea of multiple me-s running around would probably give a friend of mine back home a heart attack.

[candothat]

Perhaps it would put your friend's mind at ease to know that there are just as many thems out there in the multiverse. [A smile.] Or maybe not. I have confirmed that there are at least two other versions of me in existence, and knowing that they exist is slightly discomforting.

[goldenglasses]

He'd just feel bad about all those other poor souls out there also having to deal with me.

Did you meet those other yous?