Unfinished Library Mod & NPC Account (
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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!]

Kaiisteron | The Rising World series
To say Kai reacts badly to his arrival is only a suitable description for those who don't know him- for anyone who would, it is an understatement at best. He goes from waking to hyper alert in a matter of seconds, entire body tense as he takes in his new surroundings. The fact that he wakes up surrounded by books, of all things, is perhaps the only thing that stops him from simply launching himself forward to try and claw his way out. Not out of any particular reverence for books. Mostly just sheer confusion.
That will only last for so long, however, and should anyone come across him in the stacks he rounds on them in an instant, hands in fists by his sides and clearly just holding himself back, not clear who his enemy is and deeply unsettled by it. "Where am I?" he growls, and when he's close it's impossible to not notice that his eyes are pitch black.
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It quickly becomes clear that what they're suffering from is a dearth of information- so, even though it's been a very, very, very long time since he was properly a scout, he tries to remember those skills enough to get an idea of the library. Since it is... well, a building, rather than out in the outdoors with the potential for enemies to be anywhere, it is both easier and harder than he remembers. Easier because, well, it seems like no one is actively trying to kill him (yet). Harder because nothing about this place makes sense.
He growls in frustration as he turns a corner, almost bumping into someone. "Sorry," he mutters, mussing up his hair, a black, embroidered veil covering most of his face, "I swear I've taken the exact same steps six different times and it keeps sending me somewhere different." He hates it. He hates it a lot.
I'm not saying it's aliens...
To be fair, Kai isn't saying it's aliens, because he doesn't know what aliens are. He does recognize the singing bowls, at least- the Enalin have them around, and you can catch him quietly playing one in a corner if he thinks no one is looking. He likes the sound, ok?
It's also possible to find him tearing down one of the UFOs and dismantling it with a frown. "What is this?" he asks. They're plate shaped, but why would you make a plate this flimsy??
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Its cover looks suspiciously like one of those cute animal books normally reserved for young children.
"A library," the stranger rumbles, sounding suspiciously amused. The words are faintly accented, but easy to understand. "The books are not a giveaway?"
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It's also annoying that the man is treating this like it's funny. Kai's a little tempted to steal some of his life just for that, but he knows that's not productive.
"Which library, where, and most importantly, how did I get here?" he asks, and to his credit he doesn't look the least bit intimated by Cruze. Nor is he really paying attention to the children's book.
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It's only funny because it's happening to someone else. It lets him not be as concerned with feeling more or less the same extreme discomfort with finding himself somewhere unexpected, with no awareness of how he's gotten there.
"What I do know, is you are not the only one with such questions, and there is terrible tea to be had elsewhere if you wish it." Nobody's ever accused him of being particularly helpful either.
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Well, that's not true. Him saying there are others with questions... "Are you one of the people with the same questions?" He's not sure he trusts it; the man looks too comfortable here, which people should not look like after being kidnapped. But the claim alone is interesting.
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cw: mentions of genocide
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tw: ..not sure how to warn for this; Curze? Cannibalism? Xenocide?
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Scouting
Compared to his brother, Sanguinius is not a dangerous person.
But ONLY compared to his brother. Compared to most humans, he is lethal, but really only dangerous when he is bored.
Which he is getting, now. Bored, and frustrated, and trapped. Because he's had the same issue too--venturing around a floorplan that makes no sense. He and the smaller person mutually jolt to a halt before walking into each other.
"This place does seem to have a sentience of its own." he agrees.
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"How?" he asks, because that's one of his big questions, "And why? To do this-- I don't know of any magic that would do it, but it would take a lot of power. Why use it on making it impossible to know the floorplan?"
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He hopes his frustration, probably palpable, isn't taken by the other as against him. There is no point making enemies needlessly. "I don't know how, either, but I have seen some things, in my world, that defy every law of logic and reality. And yet, they happened." So why not a library consciously befouling their steps. "What seems strange is that I never get lost if I head toward the quarters or the refectorium. Only exploring." SUSPICIOUS? Like he's being watched.
"Have you noticed the same?"
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The demon stops in front of it for it a moment, the gears clearly turning in his head. "So this is a center location where they want us," he says, "while muddling the rest of it. But-- how can they senses your intention to get here?" He went past Sanguinius intentionally, not retracting any steps. The result was still almost immediate.
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The research I have to do to play this clown....
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scouting
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Aliens
And they look much less silly.
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SecUnitRin so he is, at least, aware that things happen in space. He still doesn't understand it, but he's got the basic idea. "Why?" he asks, and then clarifies, "I don't think I've ever seen a library decorate itself like this. So... what could this be for?"no subject
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Wrap?
sounds good!
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"The fault is mine," she says hastily, dabbing at her eyes with a handkerchief. "I've been here long enough to know this place affords little privacy. I wonder if perhaps it wants us all to be bumping into each other like this."
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"How long have you been here?" To be fair, very little time is needed to learn that, but so far it seems most everyone he's met arrived at about the same time.
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"Only a few days," she admits. "But it didn't take more than a few hours to realize that the, ah, geography of this place is very... changeable."
And not to be trusted when one wants some privacy.
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"True," he agrees easily enough, looking around, "I've been trying to map it out with basically no success." He sounds cross to admit it, because he is, but there's little point in concealing that information.
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Scouting
So when he nearly thuds into her, she's not in the best mood - but at least he said sorry.
"Welcome to the party," she practically growls. "Some assholes apparently don't want us finding our way out of it."
What he'll make of the 6'5'' zombie stitched together from different bodies is...well, she'll have to see, won't she?
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"Well, they went through all the trouble of getting us here," he says dryly, "I suppose they wouldn't want us getting out easily." Or at all, but he's still got hope. He knows that can be the most dangerous thing, after all.
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She shakes her head.
"Something about this is entirely too subtle. Or maybe a bit like making a painting of something you've only heard described."
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It is clear from his tone that he will not be fighting it less.
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