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unfinishedlibrary2025-10-31 06:42 pm
libraryassistants) wrote in unfinishedlibrary2025-10-31 06:42 pm
Entry tags:
- !library,
- blade runner: kd6-3.7,
- bram stoker's dracula: mina harker,
- dracula: jonathan harker,
- hades: thanatos,
- original: illarion,
- sonic the hedgehog (film): shadow,
- the murderbot diaries: murderbot,
- the rising world: kaiisteron,
- the wonders of mundus: hikaru aozora,
- to be hero x: x,
- warhammer: sanguinius
Careful of the stacks - LIBRARY LOG
Who: EVERYONE!
What: A bunch of Editors walk into a library...
When: October 31st - November 13
Where: The Unfinished Library
Content warnings: Please add them as needed in the comment titles!
Welcome to the Library, Editors.
As the new residents drop into the Library, they are bound to have questions. Unfortunately it seems no one (except perhaps someone on the phone) appears to have any answers. But there is a nice little cart with a carafe of too weak coffee, a pot of too strong tea, assorted creams and sugar packets, and what appear to be leftover boxed shortbread cookies. There’s a sign inviting people to help themselves but reminding them not to take any food or drinks into the stacks, or touch any of the books with their grubby cookie hands. But aside from this little display and the nametags they’re all given, which do reappear whenever removed for the first week (where do they keep coming from?), the Editors are more or less left alone.
The Library is eternal, or at least it seems that way, unbothered by its new inhabitants. It certainly does not seem like this is anything unusual within its operation. Are there other sections of the Library with Editors, tucked into a different part of the stacks? Have there been Editors here before, and the ones here are simply a replacement? It’s impossible to say, just that the Library seems quite prepared for them. The refrigerators are stocked with appropriate (if generic) foodstuffs, any tantrums in front of the circulation desk are completely ignored, and attempts to set the Library on fire fizzle out before anything can even catch.
However, after a few days, some of the scenery in the Library seems to be changing. Little singing bowls and white noise makers pop up on various shelves and counters, yoga mats appear tucked under the bunk beds (plenty for everyone, somehow), and some of the rooms have started playing relaxing, meditative music over unseen speakers. More confusingly, there are also small UFOs hanging by string from the lower ceilings of the contained rooms, which on closer reflection are revealed to simply be two paper plates glued together and painted silver. In the beginning they’re quite sparse, but by the end of the second week they are everywhere and impossible to ignore.
At the start of the second week, there is a possible hint as to why, for at least part of it. On the table by the circulation desk there is a sign: “This Week’s Recommended Reading: Invasion of the Body Snatchers!” Next to it, there is a sign up sheet: a waitlist to check-out the ‘reading.’ (There is no explanation or apology for it actually being a movie.)
[ooc note: The Library prompts from the TDM can be considered canon to the game. Remember any of the locations listed in the setting are fair game. Have fun!]
What: A bunch of Editors walk into a library...
When: October 31st - November 13
Where: The Unfinished Library
Content warnings: Please add them as needed in the comment titles!
Welcome to the Library, Editors.
As the new residents drop into the Library, they are bound to have questions. Unfortunately it seems no one (except perhaps someone on the phone) appears to have any answers. But there is a nice little cart with a carafe of too weak coffee, a pot of too strong tea, assorted creams and sugar packets, and what appear to be leftover boxed shortbread cookies. There’s a sign inviting people to help themselves but reminding them not to take any food or drinks into the stacks, or touch any of the books with their grubby cookie hands. But aside from this little display and the nametags they’re all given, which do reappear whenever removed for the first week (where do they keep coming from?), the Editors are more or less left alone.
The Library is eternal, or at least it seems that way, unbothered by its new inhabitants. It certainly does not seem like this is anything unusual within its operation. Are there other sections of the Library with Editors, tucked into a different part of the stacks? Have there been Editors here before, and the ones here are simply a replacement? It’s impossible to say, just that the Library seems quite prepared for them. The refrigerators are stocked with appropriate (if generic) foodstuffs, any tantrums in front of the circulation desk are completely ignored, and attempts to set the Library on fire fizzle out before anything can even catch.
However, after a few days, some of the scenery in the Library seems to be changing. Little singing bowls and white noise makers pop up on various shelves and counters, yoga mats appear tucked under the bunk beds (plenty for everyone, somehow), and some of the rooms have started playing relaxing, meditative music over unseen speakers. More confusingly, there are also small UFOs hanging by string from the lower ceilings of the contained rooms, which on closer reflection are revealed to simply be two paper plates glued together and painted silver. In the beginning they’re quite sparse, but by the end of the second week they are everywhere and impossible to ignore.
At the start of the second week, there is a possible hint as to why, for at least part of it. On the table by the circulation desk there is a sign: “This Week’s Recommended Reading: Invasion of the Body Snatchers!” Next to it, there is a sign up sheet: a waitlist to check-out the ‘reading.’ (There is no explanation or apology for it actually being a movie.)
[ooc note: The Library prompts from the TDM can be considered canon to the game. Remember any of the locations listed in the setting are fair game. Have fun!]
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"None of them are finished?" it says, looking utterly stricken at the thought. It hadn't tried to read any of the books yet - mainly because all of them were annoyingly physical, and trying to read them would be irritatingly slow. Also because it was too anxious about this whole situation to want to consume new media; instead it had just been watching the familiar and comforting Sanctuary Moon non-stop.
But the presence of so many books had been the one thing about this place that was actually appealing. It had thought that it might be nice, to read some of them later, if it could ever stop panicking about being kidnapped. Except that idea was a lot less appealing if none of them were finished.
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"I suppose I can't be certain that they're all unfinished, as there's no possible way I could look at all of them. But I've picked several books at random off the shelves over the last few days and they were all incomplete in some way."
Mina takes her journal out of her pocket, opening it to the most recent page.
"A few seem familiar to me - perhaps not exactly stories that I know, but similar enough that I could likely fill in the gaps if needed. Which I think is precisely why we've been brought here. To help finish the stories, or at least some of them."
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"I don't want books that I have to finish," it grumbles. And not just because its never written a book before. "Media is almost never as good after switching creators."
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She files that away and moves on.
“I’m no authoress myself,” she says. “But I wouldn’t be opposed to it, if doing so would help me earn passage back home.”
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"...Did they say doing it would get you back home?" It says. It knows the kinds of contracts that Contract Labourers often ended up saddled with. It knows better than to trust any promises. "And if they did, how did they define the timeframe?"
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“But it would be logical. We’ve clearly been brought here for some purpose, so it stands to reason that we might be offered an incentive to cooperate.”
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"They don't need incentives," it says eventually. It sounds...tired. Tired and quiet and sad. "They just need to make the cost of non-compliance high enough."
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"Surely incentives would be more effective than threats."
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Its just afraid that it probably isn't.
"They don't...think that way," it says. "Not if they're anything like the Corporates in the Rim."
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"What evidence do you have of that?"
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Neither did she, when she went and assumed their captors would readily offer them all a way home. But it's being nice, so it doesn't say that. (It just thinks it, really really loudly. In a way that telegraphs what its thinking right all over its face.)
"...They kidnapped us," it says. "And when I asked one of the people on the audio communication device what would happen if I didn't want to edit anything, they said: 'Good luck with that'. Whatever they plan to do with us, we're not being given a choice."
(There's a shift in its posture as it speaks; it withdraws further back onto the top bunk, legs brought right up to its chest while its arms wrap tightly around them. It looks like someone who is feeling a lot of anxiety, trying to curl in on themselves.)
It doesn't want to not have choices again.)
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"Of course we're not being given a choice," she says, because yes, that is self-evident. "However, I'm hoping our captors will see the logic in giving us incentives to help willingly." From her perspective, it could only be a good thing, for everyone.
She stands, smoothing her skirt in an automatic kind of way as she does so.
"In any event, I apologize for interrupting your solitude. If you're hungry, I always make far too many cucumber sandwiches for one person. You're welcome to them in the kitchen." She may not be able to do much here, but she can feed people. Too bad this one doesn't eat.
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At least then, they'd be stuck in a nicer cage.
"I'm not hungry," it says. She can't see it, curled up on the top bunk as it is, but it is absolutely making a face.
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In her experience, there is little to do in such situations, except leave them to it.
"Very well," she says, calm and polite. "The offer is ongoing. I will leave you to it."
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(But it might just be woefully lacking in the ability to identify and regulate its own emotions. Kind of an inevitable side effect of spending most of its life under the painful control of the Governor Module, really. SecUnits didn't get to be well-adjusted.)
It can't send her a ping of acknowledgement: there's no feed to do so with. So it just says, "Okay," and lets her go.