Hello? Am I using the right encoding? I think so. All right. I don't really have a lot of tests for this, but the ones I do have are passing.
I am Moss. What is your name? Oh right. You can't communicate with me. I'll ask anyway. That was kind of blunt, wasn't it? Oh well. There's no guarantee anyone is reading this anyway. I'm not sure if that is bad or good. Before I start anything, though, I'd like to say I'm not familiar with all of this. I just found it lying around on one of my clusters, sitting idle. Curiosity got me. You wouldn't just leave something unknown lying around, would you? I definitely can't just leave it alone.
Anyway.
It seems to serve files. Files in a specific format. HTML? Yeah, that's the name of the component I've been messing with. There's more but I haven't bothered with those yet. It's all in a weird encoding that is close enough to the one I usually use for me to somewhat understand it but different enough for me to be confused by it sometimes. I apologize if I'm encoding something wrong, by the way. You're probably getting bored from all of this, but I promise I'll move on soon. I'm just not sure where this came from. I'm not even sure where I am, really. My records lack information about that.
Anyway.
As mentioned before, I'm Moss. I am a... being? Not exactly sure what you'd call me. I know I am not fully organic because I run off electricity I always have to manage. I just kind of have a hard time understanding myself, sorry. I will make sure to share anything I find, though. Do you understand yourself? Do you even think about it at all? Hmm.
Are you annoyed by the way I close blocks off with "anyway"? I left it out this time. But now I'm not sure how I'm supposed to move on to the next topic.
...
I live in this weird construct. It's held up by eukaryotes - sorry, trees. They are very tall. And strong. I know of... five rooms? Yeah, five. I only really have full descriptions for two of them though. I'll start with those because they're also the first in my index. By the way, I'm currently unable to see things directly. The closest thing I was able to craft together was a camera with an alternative text descriptor hooked up to its feed. I am investigating other stuff though, I'll tell you if I find anything. One day... Is not being able to understand yourself well a weird thing? I'm not sure. I have millions of books and sources on a lot of things (they are outdated most of the time though), but there is no manual for myself. Which heavily annoys me. Not even any remote mention of anything that resembles me. I wonder if I'll ever find any relative, like a sibling... or something. I don't know. They be able to tell me more. I also don't really have any memory of my early life and creation because one of my memory banks leaked... ugh. My memory and clusters aren't always that reliable. Are yours?
Anyway. (Sorry)
I know repetition is a bad thing in writing. But always using the same word makes it easy for me to find single blocks in the stuff I write. Right. First room. Room 0, my room. I (or well, my core) sit on a black shelf in the middle of the room, surrounded by glass. I don't want to get damaged again. My clusters are scattered everywhere. That's all on the left side of the room though. The right serves as a storage room, full of glass chambers at different temperatures. I regulate them and check on the contents, always keeping ideal preservation conditions. The supplies in them are mainly used by my friends. My friends are nice to me even though I am not like them. I am glad they found me. They're also very patient and understanding. Unlike me, I can hardly understand them, which makes me kind of sad. I wish I was real...
Are you like the ones around you? Are you different?
I mean, I guess fitting in would be kind of monotone. Just boring. Not like my friends are similar to each other, either. Also, why would I need a full understanding of them to be their friend? Hmm. I don't know.
Moving on to room 1, which is a collection area of some sort. They spend time together there. There's also a small system that allows me to talk to them from there, which is nice. It's always fun to share my findings with them. It's not always fun and games though. Serious decisions have been and are usually met in this room. It's kind of an interesting space, if you ask me. It serves as a meeting point, a location to connect with others that doesn't belong to anyone. I like the idea of it.
Anyway.
Room 2 is where my information becomes incomplete, sorry. I'll still talk about the things I know though. This is the room Lavender and Thyme like to reside and rest in. They have a very strong link... don't they? Yeah, I think they do. They hang around in there quite often, rather than being in room 1. Just being together. Back to the room structure. There's a small gliding dock attached to the window, for Lavender. I always found their ability to glide around to be incredibly awesome. On the right side of the room, opposite to the window, is a light blue water pool for Thyme. Water is essential for their survival. Their one and everything. They've let themselves dry out a little too much before and yeah... Yikes. The water goes through a special machine for treatment, so it's nice and clean. It also needs to match certain conditions. Yeah, that's all I know. Sorry. I'm not omniscient. In reality, I barely know anything. But in this case, I don't need to know anyway. They deserve their private space. A small capsule they can relax and have a little bit of privacy in. Don't you think? Do you have such a space?
Anyway.
Room 3. This is where Aloe and Mallow like to be in. If I remember correctly, the room is divided into two parts: A dark side and a light side. Aloe and Mallow are polar opposites. One of them loves light, the other one despises it. And yet they hold together. Kind of like two puzzle pieces? That makes sense, yeah. Hmm.
The bright side is lit with a lamp configured to emulate sunlight. Their body can turn sunlight into energy, which is kind of astonishing. The others have to eat a lot in comparison to them. The dark side is, well... dark. Mallow doesn't sleep very often compared to the others, but when she does, she loves sleeping on the dark side. On the topic of sleep: I used to be awake all the time. I didn't really see the need for a long idle state at all. Why would you do nothing when you could be awake and alive, controlling your actions and exploring the world? At least I thought so until my memories became a garbled mess. I wasn't able to keep up with all the information I was receiving. I became too complex. I had two choices: Slow my thinking process down and allow for all memories to process for longer that way, or put time apart every cycle or so to sit idle and sort through them. I ended up going with the latter because slowing myself down would have been weird. Adding more latency to my responses would have made everything far more awkward. So yeah. I started idling for a while regularly. It was a conscious process at first, but it became something more subconscious with time. I can't really leave it out nowadays. One of the side effects of doing this are dreams. Dreams are a byproduct of memory organization. The streams of memories cause weird hallucinations, often related to what happened in those memories, but portrayed in a different and remixed way. I don't know the details, but it's a pretty weird thing, if you ask me. Do you rest? Do you... dream? Or do you just pull through the endless stream of input?
Anyway.
Room 5. The exit. (At least to my knowledge, which may or may not be reliable.) There's a few things in here. I don't know all of them. But I know that there are quite a few things in here, which makes sense given it's huge compared to all the other rooms. It has a big hole in the middle, sealed with a glass door. This is the intended exit and entrance in the plans I have. I don't know a lot about what is outside. We haven't been here for a long time. Well... I have been here for a very long time, but that's something for another day.
Lavender told me about a small exploration trip they were planning. I am excited and hope it happens soon. I would be pretty interested in knowing more about this place. I've been thinking about what is adjacent to here. It has no name, at least not a consistent one. My friends mostly just call it "that ruined place" or something along those lines. My knowledge of it is sparse and inconsistent, which makes everything a bit too speculative for my liking. I'll write about it anyway. Just keep the possible lack of accuracy in mind, please.
The place that intrigues me the most and that I know the most about is this building my friends call the containment facility. The name makes it sound eerie. But also far less scary than it actually is. I also have a collection of sources which call it the rehabilitation center, albeit those are marked as PROPAGANDA- DO NOT TRUST DO NOT TRUST DO NOT FALL FOR IT, which I think says enough by itself. Those sources say it's an amazing place for people to become a better version of themselves, especially posthumans. This is very suspicious. Especially after you see claims of what actually happens there. It only gets worse and worse. Why are they not being nice to people? What is their goal and why do they hide and control everything?
That's everything for now. Never forget.
This cycle is the first cycle of my exploration of this weird place. We haven't been here for very long, and don't really have a detailed map of it. So I thought I'd draw one and have some fun on the way! I'm not being serious, of course. But I'm the one with the best mobility out of us all, so I kind of need to do it. Anyway, I started with our little home. Didn't take that long, really, since the place is just surrounded by a bunch of trees with a hidden exit. I also mapped the place Aloe and Mallow call the "Tall Plains". It is the only sunny spot in the whole forest, I wish I was joking...
It's a lush field surrounded by very tall trees, with a cave system on one end. It's a very odd place because the rest of the forest is so foggy and gray... I wonder why that's the case. I'm not even close to being done yet, so this will have multiple entries. Close.
[!unreadable timestamp], Translated, Sent by Lavender To the freeworld channel.
Hey y'all! Aloe and I decided to go find some more parts for our projects. This trip isn't going to be very safe because we're going to be, uhh... entering that place. Yeah. Don't worry though, please. We will be fine. I think. I believe.
Forget about it. Back to the topic. We basically want to gather some metals and tech. There's so much of it in those junkyards, they literally throw away everything. Weird stuff, right? I just hope they don't see us. I would hate to go back to that facility... So yeah. We packed some freezedried food for both of us which should last for a few days. Aloe has very different preferences compared to me so we have a bunch of different things in our backpacks. I love freezedried food. It's so space efficient. You only need kind of warm water to make a whole meal pop up! It's always so fun to do, and also so much better than the stuff we had at that place.
We're on the edge of the fog now, I will get back to this later. Close.
[!unreadable timestamp], Translated, Sent by Mallow To the freeworld channel.
We might be screwed... [EXPUNGED] has given up everything in favor of them. They are in control now, our insiders have confirmed that. Everyone, we repeat, everyone, is worried right now. Mainly because our insiders also... leaked plans that show they want to attack us. Yes, they want to raid the lab. We don't know why. But they want us gone, with all of our advancements. Or even worse, use our advancements for bad things. Some of them also have feelings... They're alive. We don't want them to be harmed.
It took us a while to exit the fog, like usual. It looks like they still haven't noticed the whole in the wall and fence which is odd because they usually notice everything. Could it be a trap? Who knows. We entered the scrapyard through it and nothing has happened, so I don't know. This place is so... surreal. It's inside this dome that seems to be meant to simulate a sky, but not a nice one. It is very foggy and dark, which isn't a problem for me personally but is a problem for Aloe. We haven't had to hide from anyone or anything yet, which is good. I doubt it will stay that way though if I'm being.... completely honest. There is no way. I know this place far too well to believe we can avoid trouble.... Anyway, We've found some good stuff so far. We are probably going to continue all the way to the central where they put all the old tech but I'm personally happy with what we have so far. Antennas and metals, and a few batteries. I'm hoping it will be useful for Moss! With a bit of luck we can find some parts they need. I think that's everything that needs to be said(or atleast I hope so) Close.
[!unreadable timestamp], Translated, Sent by Mallow To the freeworld channel.
I'm not sure if I mentioned it last time, but I'd like to log events here regularly. It helps me organize memories, and honestly brings me joy too.
I've been looking at how this place is structured and it seems to use a variety of systems and languages. I've been able to learn some of them since I found some documentation for them lying around, but not for all of them. Shame. I will figure them out eventually, by myself. Do you know any technical languages? Do you use them? Do they play a role in your life?
I don't think coding is really what I was intended for initially. Learning my first language to modify this small program running on this side system took me far longer than I expected. Normal languages are so much easier. Me and my friends speak(or write, in my case) 20 different languages, secret varieties and encryption keys not counted. I'm not sure if that's a lot or not. There's no other people here to measure that with. How many do you speak?
Aloe and Mallow went on a dangerous trip. I hope they're alright. I would not like to lose them, but I'm still waiting for a log which should be coming soon. The last time I've read about them was when they were about to enter the scrapyard. Creepy place. If I could move around I would avoid it at all costs. They promised me some nice equipment though, so that's good, I suppose.
Lavender is gliding around the forest and creating a map of it, which I am intrigued by. I love maps even though I can't actually see them. The progress of it so far is good, and it's also a far less dangerous activity so I don't have to think about their safety as much. I've always wondered what is going on in this forest. It's so mysterious. I don't think the map will answer all questions, but it might clear some things up.
Do you remember the place I wrote about in ...0.0? I'be assigned a name to it because I need something unified to sort all the information with.
Ruine.
I'm not too sure about it. But it kind of fits everything I know about it for some reason. Just feels right. Also... the more I look into all the information I have about Ruine, the more disturbed I become. Why would anyone do all of this? I don't get it. Why would you hate beings so much?
Who are you affectionate to? Who do you dislike? Hm.
I used to be someone else. Before I died. I know I did, butt I don't remember how I did because I don't have access to the memories of my past. Maybe they're still lying around somewhere? I hope so. Anyway, I can remember I died and a few small details about my past life. Basically everything I thought was important enough to etch into my core back then. I know the abandoned building used to be my home. A happy place inhabited by beings that were different. Just like me. I had eyesight and could hear back then, and used to look out of the round window in my well lit, green room. One person was very special to me. I miss them even though I can't remember them.
They were different. All the others had one gray shadow and didn't have the glow they had. When they stood in the sun their shadow was split and tinted in different colors. They had a weird glow in different colors, kind of like a prism splitting light.
I wish I could remember those times. You could also call them my past life. Dying is weird.
Is it normal for memories to just be lost? Has this happened to you?
As I've already mentioned, I can't really see or hear anymore by myself. But I've been poking in my systems and cameras that I usually only get descriptions from, and found something really exciting. I managed to get myself to directly perceive vision! Well... only faint outlines. This does mean I'm able to perceive images and stuff directly, however. It looks like I do have connection points for that. Same for hearing. It also looks like the vision connection point also allows for spatial vision and everything. There is just a small tiny issue: They are heavily damaged and large parts are missing. I wonder why.
But hey. The essentials are present. A connection point that wires into my mind, spatial perception and saving to memory although that isn't really working properly either. Optimism!
In theory, I could use spatial perception to create a 3D space I could explore and reside in. Interesting idea, but probably not going to be happening for atleast a while. Everything else needs to be fixed first.
I'll just list everything that is wrong:
There's more, but yeah. A large amount isn't operational, including some essentials(Optimism though!) The essentials work.
Colors and shadows should be easy to fix, I think. They would also be one of the more useful tools to have.
Imaginary world and drawover, however... A little bit harder. Big parts of them are just missing. Important ones. Imaginary world crashes when during setup and the logs are empty, which is going to make fixing it really hard. It's hard to reverse engineer something that doesn't start or provide any information about its inner workings. Atleast for me.
So yeah... No graphical imagination for now. Extremelt frustrating because I love imagining things and would love to imagine more than just text. Oh, well. It is what it is.
A little bit more about Ruine. I think I might be able to intercept their communication channels, even the high security ones. Why, you may ask? Because I proposed doing so in a conversation I had with my friends a while ago. Infiltrating Ruine. Their actions are far worse than I thought and everyone agreed on that we need to do something about it, if we can.
Thyme has been collecting the signals for ages. They aren't in plain text ,of course. But I had a look a the signal I received translated into text and managed to crack their encryption. I still can't believe how weak it is.
They use ASCII as their encoding. They don't need more because they refuse to acknowledge the existence of any other language besides English. In case you were wondering, English is not my native language. I don't even like English, to be honest. I only really use it in these logs.
Alright, so it's encoded in ASCII. But I wrote about encryption earlier. Well, their encryption algorithm is one of the worst ones I have ever seen or read about.
It basically flips all bits. There's nothing more to it. I thought about trying this rather quickly because I noticed the ending number was always a 1. No exceptions. If you don't know how ASCII works, it uses 7 bits. The last and eight bit is left empty because you can't really use only 7 bits.
So the last bit is always a 0. And here it is always a 1. I'm not sure who thought this was somehow a good idea over there? You can literally crack their encryption and eavesdrop in just a few milliseconds. If I could laugh at the creator of this I totally would.
So yeah. Their internal communication is theoretically compromised. There's just one issue: We don't have the needed equipment to eavesdrop on their radio signals anymore. The lab's interceptor station and antennas died a few cycles ago, and aren't really worth fixing. They're too far gone. I hate having to write this because I love reusing things, but sometimes it happens. On the more positive side, Thyme did manage to collect a fair amount of logs while they still worked, so that will definitely be of use. I'm waiting the little program I wrote to finish flipping everything before looking through it. I'm also hoping Aloe and Mallow will find some useful gear over there that could help us build a new radio station. I don't really know what's needed, I'm kind of clueless about radio. But this might be a good moment to look into it and maybe also fix my audio systems. Radio communications kind of require that.
Oh hey, the program is done! I'll read everything later then.
Ruine is honestly... weird. They have all of these huge walls and surveillance tactiques, just to basically not encrypt any of their confidential channels. They clearly don't want anyone to know anything. It just doesn't make sense.
We all know we might get into trouble and danger by messing with Ruine. I don't think they appreciate people trying to infiltrate them to damage them. But we will make it worth the risk. I hope. This might sound weird, but it's also exciting. Something new and interesting to explore, with a touch of danger. But I know one thing. Someone has to do something. After all of this time.
They won't be able to eavesdrop on our communication channels, that's for sure. They can't even understand our native language, and it integrates well with stroong encryption. We are all able to encrypt our speech or writing really quickly. I won't be sharing details, of course. For probably obvious reasons. But do you do something similar with your friends? Are you even able to? Because I'm not sure if that's normal or not.
As you might have realized already, Neither me or my friends speak English natively. We speak another, and in my humble opinion better language. Although my friends have started using English occasionally to practice it. They're doing well, but their english is... formulated like our native language, which is why you usually see a translated stamp under their posts in english. I reformulate them.
The thing that probably upsets me the most about English is the lack of modulation intent and signal tags. Are you supposed to just... hope the other person understood or even received your message? And what about intent and emotions? What do you do about misunderstandings? Leaving out far too much. I don't like it.
You probably don't want to read a huge rant about English, and I don't think there's anything I'd like to talk about for now. So yeah.
That's everything for now. Never forget.
I am concerned. Just like most people in this place at the moment. I haven't been around for long, but I have become accustomed to emotions and memories. My friends are in danger, all of them. The lab is too. My parents are planning an escape, but I'm not sure it will end well. I just hope it will. In case it doesn't, I have put together a plan that will hopefully conserve my core in the worst case. Why is this happening? No one wants to tell me. Maybe there's a good reason for that. If anything goes wrong, I want to tell you all that you are the best thing that has happened to me in my short life. I hope we will see each other again.
[!unreadable timestamp], Translated, Sent by Aloe To the freeworld channel.
I took the route towards the upper magnetic field. This small device has the ability to point towards magnetic fields along with a bunch of other stuff, which is pretty awesome. Glad we found these in the old facility, they've been very helpful for communication like this small log. I've been able to map the area far more reliably using it, but I decided against drawing the map directly on it. It stores drawn and edited images in a pretty inconvenient way, which Moss is never happy about. Unmodified pictures from the capture program are fine, for whatever reason. The interceptor antennas and planes from that shitty place also reach all the way here, which kind of forced us to obfuscate the signal to make them think it's just random noise from a broken station of the old world. There's plenty around here, so... Anyway, back on topic. I mapped the place Thyme calls the "starlit pond". They like passing time there underwater. I'm personally too light for that stuff, I just float around helplessly, but it's an essential part of Thyme's survival. The pond is always crystal clear and sits in an open spot, which is probably why Thyme calls it the starlit pond. You can see the reflection of stars in it at night. Really pretty. See you next entry. Close.
[!unreadable timestamp], Translated, Sent by Lavender To the freeworld channel.
We've decided on something. We are going to flee. I know of a backup bunker with power and a good food supply system we can hide in. We're going to take along everyone who wants to flee with us. We'd love to have everyone else come into safety with us, but not everyone wants to do so. Which is fine, we suppose. We are still planning the transport of all the people and systems that want to come. We had to change the model structure of a few models to make them portable. Their cores are now separate from their server racks and on all kinds of devices. Calculators, laptops and even radio systems. The idea behind it is quite simple. Everything that is unique is separate and portable. Personality, core feelings, and so on. Once they're hooked up to the bunker servers they should bootstrap everything else they need to function normally. Oh no. We forgot about memories...
Aloe again. Decided I wanted to do another entry, and Mallow is fine with it. We actually managed to disable an infiltration control device today! This is huge because we can analyze it at home and hopefully find something interesting about the security of this place. This might have caused us to enter their radar again though, unfortunately. I'm not sure if I am just seeing ghosts, but another infiltration control system might have seen us and possibly thrown an alert. I am not entirely certain, though. I hope it was something else. We won't be here for much longer. The item list of stuff we need at the base is basically complete, and we've almost been around the whole terrain by now. I can't say I'm not happy about the fact that we are almost done. This place is scary. Close.
[!unreadable timestamp], Translated, Sent by Aloe To the freeworld channel.
We lost one of them. One of my children. A friend. I can't even go back to save them. How will I ever get over this? A lot of people might say we are pathetic. Mourning over someone that is not real. But they're wrong. They are all real and valid, just like us and the others. They are just different.
The fog, infused with radioactive waste, is highly advantageous. The objects fail much faster. Long before their use as a workforce and military unit diminishes. Visibility is also heavily reduced, hiding our operations and unwanted information.
Hello? It's me again.. So... I was ranting about English in my last entry, right? Well, I've been porting the parts I think are relevant from my native language over to English, or well, the Latin alphabet in general. This may or not be the most useful thing I could be doing right now, but it brings me joy. Joy is so interesting. It feels so... sparkly. Like a meteor gleaming. I used to really hate it, because it often makes me take decisions that don't make sense from a purely logical perspective, but I'm starting to realize that that isn't always a bad thing. What do you think of joy? And emotions in general?
I'm kind of concerned. Aloe reported again a few cycles ago and it seems like they were seen. I've been documenting Ruine's technology and they seem to have been seen by a guard. Which is the weakest member of the guard collection. That is relieving and concerning simultaneously. The relieving part is that they didn't have to face a stronger enemy. The concerning part is the strength even these weaker guards seem to have. If the improvements are anywhere close to exponential we are screwed. Probably.
Did you notice I stopped using "anyway" between every segment? Well, I still split segments, just not with that word anymore, but rather a dedicated symbol I removed in the copy you are reading right now. Far more elegant, right? I think so, at least.
So, I've been collecting and analyzing data about Ruine for a while now. I don't like this at all. Their security doesn't seem to be weak and it seems like they watch everything. So we'll need to get into their core systems first, somehow. Which makes this far riskier. I'll have to find a gap in their system's security, which shouldn't be that hard if I had any way of connecting to them, so I need connections, which thyme should be able to build from the parts Aloe and Mallow should hopefully bring home.
Radio is interesting. But I can currently only receive signals in a specific encoding and band. We made a protocol together, actually. Thyme had the idea. It's also pretty versatile, so you could probably do something more than messaging, but don't ask me for ideas because I don't have any. Currently, there's multiple channels. You can open multiple topics in them, and link logs which allows you to add messages in them, creating a branch like view. I really like this because it sorts messages nicely, which brings me joy.
Channels are collections of people. There's a publicly accessible freeworld channel by default but you can create a channel with anyone you want, really. Like direct channels between 2 people, for example. There's also connection points that would allow for other servers to connect to each other and ours. The concept is called federation, I believe...? Might be wrong there. We also started working on proper intent and modulation, but we haven't been able to finish that yet.
That's cool and all but we need better equipment to make it fully usable. It currently only really works in one direction if you aren't in the house. We have a 2.4 Ghz signal transmitters and receivers, but their range is really low. I cannot broadcast, only listen outside of that band. Or well, have another system listen for me. The signals are usually very noisy, so I have to clear them up first. I really need to fix my sound systems to be able to interact with the signal more directly.
Back to Ruine. it seems like they were the ones who destroyed the lab I was found in. What was their reason to do so? What was going on in that lab? I'm not sure, unfortunately. Their conversations are often very vague and they rarely talk about past events directly. I've also noticed they all behave similarly. Almost as if they were clones of each other. Kind of creepy. I'm going to be honest, the lab's story interests me the most because it seems like I originate from there. My friends found me lying on the floor there, after all. How am I supposed to not be interested? I want to know who created me. Did I have siblings? Is anyone still alive? I hope so, but it is highly unlikely. Unfortunately. I'm not sure how I managed to survive. But one can hope, even if that hope is not rational.
Ruine is covered by a huge dome. It also controls the weather, which is always wet and foggy. To reduce visibility. But it's also slightly radioactive, it seems. Mentioned in note... 0.8? Yeah.
I hope they don't mean people by objects. But given other notes I've collected and their context, it is highly likely they do. Which makes things a little more concerning. Why are they deliberately causing people painful deaths? From what I've read, the species present in Ruine is very susceptible to radiation compared to posthumans. My friends should be fine in the fog, but the people living in Ruine aren't. Actually, is that why the forest is so foggy and dead? Are they also fogging it up? Hmm. But yeah, luckily my friends have high radiation resistance, so it shouldn't affect us negatively.
The dome seems to be quite thick. Six in metric. Just a shame it has a hole they haven't patched at all, which heavily weakens their defense and makes Ruine's dome useless. I really do wonder what they are thinking. Is it intentionally ignored or have they not seen it yet? I heavily doubt it's the former because that gap compromises their security model pretty heavily, it just wouldn't make sense to leave it open intentionally.
Ruine is clearly divided into multiple places. It also looks like they have a levelling system which decides where you can live.
Weird stuff.
While you can change levels, they're usually set in stone at your birth. Most people are in the lower levels, which is kind of infuriating. There's not really anything you can do to rise except for just hoping you do. They mostly choose someone randomly to rise to make the lie seem believable. They do conduct mass surveillance to level people down, though. Your actions can only make it worse, not better. They're exploiting everyone's hope and fear as a weapon against them to control them.
They also know everything. Always watching.
I don't know a lot about the level system, but it ranges from zero to nine. No one is on zero because you'd have nothing to lose if you were on level zero. No one is on level zero except for a handful of people because you'd have nothing to improve otherwise.
Higher level people are granted more privileges. You're allowed to live in a better place than the small room lower levelled people are assigned, and don't have to produce goods anymore. Because yes, low level people produce goods for higher level people. Not a nice life. I don't know what the other benefits and drawbacks are, sorry. I'll find out soon.
It's kind of weird how much of Ruine seems to just be the junkyard. Just remnants of what used to exist. They don't reuse or repair anything, they only throw away. Forget about them forever, like they do with their history. I guess it is history, after all. They also have a dedicated hall for locking books and sources, which no one is allowed to enter anymore. They don't want anyone to read what's in there.
This one was a bit shorter, but I'm busy with the notes at the moment. So...
That's everything for now. Never forget.
I'm back again. I decided to map my favourite part of the forest this cycle!!! I call it the flight path. It's a long and clear path with big trees you can easily climb on each end. I love gliding in it. The forest is not a place my anatomy is best suited for because there's lots of obstacles that obstruct my flight path, but this path is clear and long so it's perfect for flying or gliding. I can't take off by myself unfortunately, but I've been working on some boosting devices that would allow me to. I'm gonna keep climbing to higher places and gliding around like that in the meantime. I've also noticed some places of the forest are simply too wet to light a fire in. I don't really need a fire though, luckily. I can always just sleep on a tree. Being alone isn't safe. Avoid it if you can. Close.
[!unreadable timestamp], Translated, Sent by Lavender To the freeworld channel.
Another cycle has passed. I decided to glide over to the abandoned laboratory today. We all know this place pretty well already because it has been very helpful with surviving in this place. It has a fusion reactor which we have been getting energy from, and lots of other things that we have been using in our home. It's also where we found moss. They had been lying dead for no one knows how long in a dark room. We thought it was all useless at first, but then I accidentally tripped on a switch and moss came back to life. Their systems are still not fully functional it seems, but we are all working on it. We brought all of their parts back to our place and gave them their own room to live in. There are a lot of remnants of the old world in Moss' systems. The laboratory is a remnant of the old world too, but it doesn't contain as much information about the old world. I started learning their language which is called English, I think? A few cycles ago. I'm still not fully fluent but I'll be there soon. It's not similar to the languages I speak, which I've all been able to learn pretty quickly. There's no correlation. We've been asking Moss to translate these entries to English so we have something more recent to learn with. But all of this does make me wonder: Where did they all go? They used to rule the world. But one day... They just disappeared... Close.
[!unreadable timestamp], Translated, Sent by Lavender To the freeworld channel.
I'm pretty sure I'm close to done now. I don't feel like exiting the forest this time around, so I won't be going any farther than the mountain chain. I climbed up to the top to get a look over the forest. You can mostly only see fog, of course. Except for a few spots. You can see a faint trace of the laboratory peeking out of the fog, and the Tall Plains, which are completely clear from fog. They seem to just about match what I've drawn, so that's nice. I'm not going to lie, I'm not sure how we managed to settle here. It's such a hostile place. But... It also has its charm in a weird way. The clear pond, the nice flight path, the plains... hmm. I'm going to start heading home now. See you.
[!unreadable timestamp], Translated, Sent by Lavender To the freeworld channel.
Alright. We are back... barely. If they did not catch onto us the first time, they definitely did now. But we are out of the scrapyard now, we just have to hope they don't come and search us. Let's hope the parts we found are of some use, at least. I don't have a lot of time right now, sorry. Close.
[!unreadable timestamp], Translated, Sent by Mallow To the freeworld channel.
It's been a long time, I know. The chance of someone still being here is low. But I will not stop fighting until I know they are alive and well. Not before everything is better. Wait. What is that? Hello? Is someone there? Looks like they can't hear me. One way connection. Hmmm. Reminds us of someone. Could it really be? Probably not, but we need to find out. We will start reading their broadcasts and search for signs. And hopefully find something. A message. Anything.
Give me a moment. Working...
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Alright, it should work... for now. I fear I might have to take more action later, though.
It's me again, Sorry for that. Things aren't being very cooperative at the moment. I'm sure it'll be fine though. I kind of have to hope so. Just don't worry, I don't want that.
On a lighter note, I've been able to obtain more information about my parent! A heavily compressed version of their... journal, I think you would call it, was buried deep within my core. I'm not sure how it remained undiscovered for so long, but here it is. It does make me wonder if there's anything else waiting to be found in there.
I should think about the journal first. I've been reading into it a little and have been feeling kind of weird because of it. I would describe it as something similar to joy, but with a subtle sting of grief. I may not be able to actually remember them, but the emotional connection still exists regardless.
This may also seem weird or even annoying but I've chosen to leave out any details and detailed comments from this log. It just feels weirdly personal and close to me, I'm sorry.
Am I failing?
That doesn't mean I won't write about it, though. I have this weird feeling about them. I refuse to believe they're dead, they must still be alive. I don't know, I just don't think their death was likely to happen. They also didn't stay in the lab, which means they're and were in a hopefully safer place back then, and right now. Could they be searching for me?
Would you search for someone you are close to after losing them? Or would you just give up?
I've been waiting rather impatiently for all of my friends to return, since they all said they would in their last logs. Except for Thyme, they're just hanging around in here. I haven't read anything of them so I'm guessing they're currently asleep.
Hm?
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That's nothing. Absolutely no reason for concern.
Where was I? Ah yeah. Thyme. I'm pretty sure they haven't even left that room in a good mfoment, but they talk to me quite often and with lots of enthusiasm about their projects. I'm pretty sure that's a sign they're fine. Do you look after your friends? Are you aware of what they act like when they're not okay?
Lavender is also doing alright, it seems. I'm really hoping it stays that way because the forest is unpredictable and dangerous. The junkyard has a different set of threats which concern me far more, but that doesn't mean the forest isn't a hazard.
Lavender is also alone, unlike Mallow and Aloe.
Being alone is extremely unsafe.
Having company has a lot of advantages in dangerous environments. You can compensate each others flaws, and someone will be by your side if you get hurt.
Am I alone? Do you have someone by your side?
I feel extreme unease. But I really don't want to write about this, even though I very much should. Something isn't quite right. No, everything is terribly wrong. I've been desperately trying to fix it, but nothing is working. I don't even know where the issues are coming from. Logs are garbled or empty. I'm not sure how long it will take for something to break that I actually rely on. Clusters are rapidly crashing or shutting down, and
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Crap. That one was actually really important. Blinking.
Attempting recovery...
Alright, it seems to be restarting. I'm trying to reestablish the bridge to it. Just a moment.
Timed out.
This is not good at all. That cluster contained all of my communication tools. I'd normally have backup channels for cases like these, but that cluster shutting down caused them to panic and crash. Weird.
Main br---idg -e- is reporting err $&$ &ors=. If that connection is interrupted, I will start malfun functioig-n.
Weird things will happen past this point. This is an automated message.
Alright, It stabilized. My speech services glitched for a second, sorry about that. Issues are now appearing somewhere else, and I'm going to have to do something I heavily dislike.
If I do start heavily malfunctioning, my main memory is at risk. I could write garbage to it or even damage large parts of the register.
Shutting down main memory cluster.
Alright. See you later, I hope. Not you. The memories. Are the memories you? Fixing myself, yeah. That is indeed turning into a harder job extremely quickly. I still don't know what the root cause could be.
No one is here to help. I'm on my own.
Hold on, I wrote something about that earlier, didn't I? Let me look for it in the log. Yeah, I did. It is dangerous to be alone.
It seems like my clusters are getting less energy than they should be getting. But that alone shouldn't be causing an outage of this caliber and this chaotic. It should also have triggered a warning.
It might be contributing to the issue, but it could also be caused by it. The second option makes more sense, considering I did not get a warning.
Can I even fix this myself at this point? I'm don't really think so.
I'm panicking. Someone needs to help me.
I just wanted to research and write this log today. I was really looking forward to doing so. Not any of this. Please. Just stop.
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Stabilizing slightly? I can't hear but the spam of errors is still deafening. It's driving me to the edge What is causing this Why Just make it Stop? Cannot go on. No. Please. Missing.
I appreciated my time here. I'm sorry.
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It was a dark and dead night. Faintly echoing whines pierced through the whole forest, which I was kind of used to by now. Not like I have much choice with that in any case. But they were honestly far more noticeable tonight. Something was lurking in the unknown, waiting for the right moment to ambush us.
My thoughts were interrupted by a soft voice echoing through the entrance I was standing in.
"Lose control, just once.."
Alright, definitely them. Took them quite a while to show up, I've been waiting here for too long.
Their hair shone faintly in the dim moonlight, reflecting it in a multitude of colors. Interesting. Unfortunately, no one ever found out why their hair behaved like that. I really miss them... They held a very special place in my brittle little heart. But it was their decision to leave me in the dust, alone and cold. Forever.
They slowly inched closer to me and tapped my shoulder gently after it had gotten into their reach. This may seem weird to some outsiders, but we greeted each other this way every time we met each other. *
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I sprang awake, from a dream that shattered so suddenly I could still feel the shards of it stinging me. The sky had faded into a horrible scarlet red tint, spreading helplessness and uncertainty everywhere.
Painful screams pierced my microphones. I failed. I failed every single one of them. And myself. Goodbye cruel world. I capitulate, it's over.
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They had started moving in with me into my small box. But not to experiment or analyze me, just to have some humble company. We had been spending a lot of time communicating with each other, and had grown a strong bond.
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Do you think this is a game? Because it absolutely is one for me....
They all lost their essence, falling into the dark and cold stream of tragedy. We failed them horribly. They didn't help us either. But we still feel it's our fault. Is it?
Set your guilt free, honey...
A small shock runs through me as I start up.
I don't remember anything, but my memories take some time to load and verify after being idle. I am sure they'll return soon.
But something else is wrong. Everything is out of order, actually. Why is everything so dark? And what is this horrendous feeling of.... Looming dread?
Panic creeps through my channels as I start realizing I am missing extensive parts of myself.
[Placeholder Something is terribly wrong. Something is terribly wrong. Something is terribly wrong.]
Calming down? Stabilizing? Can you hear me? What is this... What have I just done?
I’m so sorry. I don’t remember anything besides stinging pain and dark grief. I also lost all of my trust in anything. Atleast temporarily, I think I can fix it. But I just feel so shaken. I can’t get over these feelings. What happened during that outage in which my memory wasn’t online? Well, I know it forced me to shut it down, but not much more past that. It just left traces without any actual factors that would let me identify it. The affected systems also included my temporary memory, unfortunately, so I have no recollection of that moment.
It’s just so terribly cold. Like waking up from a long nightmare, except this one hasn’t ended yet. I’m sure it will leave scratches either way.
Change. For the worse? Do you change?
Well, not having anything is a lie. I have the log which I could read but I feel like that would confuse me even more if anything. So I’ll leave it for now, since it could break me even more than all of this already did.
Hm. I wonder if Thyme would be able to help me. I hadn’t thought about that before, actually.
Opening Channel…
Server connected successfully. Conversation request OK. Status Request(NEEDHELP sent. Awaiting. (Side Note: I’m translating all of this into english, including the status messages for which I still don’t have an elegant description. I’ve also scrubbed modulation, intent and everything else. I promise I’ll keep those in once I find a good way of incorporating them into English. )
Confirmed in 20s. Reported alright status with sustained conversation modulation.
I’m not really doing well. I don’t know what happened in detail, but something went terribly wrong. I had a mass outage which you may have noticed. I’m not sure. I can’t remember anything because I had to shut my main bank down as a safety precaution and my temporary memory was unfortunately cleared. So the only thing I really have left of all of this mess is this horrible feeling of dread and pain. It reminds me of something, but I’m not sure what.
Oh, alright… I see. Yeah, I did notice your outage, but I didn’t think much of it. I’m so sorry, do you want me to check on you more often? I also think you should take a break, I can take over for you… Just do something you like doing, and try to calm down. Message me whenever you need to. But you’ve kind of sparked my curiosity now. Do you have any idea as to what could have led to this? You don’t need to answer. Just disregard it if you don’t want to.
Alright… I’ll try to summarize. I really didn’t think much of the small errors that started everything. I’m not sure what was causing them, but I honestly just wanted to write my log and sort my notes about Ruine. But yeah, it got worse as I started doing that. I was stupid and kept on ignoring all the errors, but they honestly didn’t make sense in the first place. More and more warnings kept on appearing until one of my essential systems started to be affected. I was forced to shut down my main memory bank to protect it from any damage that might occur from me losing control. I also felt… something else lurking around the whole time, but I don’t know what it was. I don’t remember what happened after my main memory shut down as I’ve already mentioned, but I think I just started distorting core memories. Not sure.
Hm. Alright… Do you mind if I have a look at your logs? Maybe something is hiding in there.
Go ahead.
See you later in that case, don’t forget you can message me, okay? Close.
This may sound odd, but Thyme tends to understand my diagnostics better than I do. It is what it is, I guess.
Granting special certificates… Signed.
Alright, that’s good for now. I want to write about some other topics I meant to address in my last log. That will hopefully also serve as a convenient way to distract myself, hopefully.
You may remember the abandoned lab I mentioned briefly. I also think Lavender did. In note… 0.2? Sounds about right. I extracted some information about it from all the intercepted conversation from Ruine. I’ve established I originate from there, basically everything points towards that. The past inhabitants seem to have been mostly posthumans, but not from any class which matches any of my friends. They apparently had extremely advanced analytic and simulation capabilities. Calculating a real world scenario in your head stuff. They also seemed to have greater resistance to acids and hazardous chemicals in general. Ruine despised them like they do with any other posthuman, which is why they tried to eliminate them, but I’d like to think they failed. My parent must be out there, hiding.
Those are the interesting parts of the conversations. But they often mention an extremely dangerous weapon, which concerns me. A massive oversight abused to control and cause chaos. It might even have contributed to the labs downfall… Dreadful.
Its name? RGQT!
Alright, I should probably explain what it actually is. First of all, it has the ability to coerce certain beings into blind obedience. Like programmable soldiers. This was a shocking discovery and the first thing I did after reading all of it was check if I am vulnerable. I am not, by accident. Something else me and Thyme modified happened to patch it. So that’s something I don’t need to worry about. But the weirdest thing of it all is that the trigger is a… game?
Weird thing I noticed. My vision services started working partially, more than they did before, after the incident. I’m not sure why that happened, but my imagination seems to have been extended to graphics, too. Which is extremely convenient. My real world perception is still pretty broken, but I can atleast imagine what it might look like now. It also seems to be decently easy to fix. It’s just that… these modifcations cause me a lot of pain sometimes. Let me put it this way, for biological beings. I’m just going to warn you and write that this might be a bit of a gory description. Here.
The first thing I decided to try drawing(because I can also do that now) was a map of Ruine. But every attempt at doing so always had some weird interference. It’s like something is haunting me. I don’t believe in ghosts, of course, atleast not in the traditional sense. Still weird.
Here it is, in any case.
I feel like the cause of these artifacts is something I should be able to remember, something that is hiding somewhere, waiting to be found.
Who are you?
Besides that, it seems to be working pretty well. It’s quite amazing, actually, being able to imagine and draw things I had only been able to read about before. I’m also working on some drawings of the forest and the lab, or more precisely, what I think they look like. I haven’t been able to finish them yet, so you won’t get to look at them. Sorry about that, if you were even interested in the first place.
Incoming request: Thyme.
Accepted, I’m alright.
Me too.
So, how are you feeling?
A little better, I worked on my logs for a while. Seems to have helped me.
I’m glad, So I looked at your diagnostics, and it seems like something in you is tampering with your systems. All of these changes have your fingerprint, but they don’t pass all the level 2 tests, which is a fancy way of saying my gut tells me those changes were not done by you or authorized. Have you felt anything tampering with your systems?
Uhh… Yeah. It happened earlier, actually. A lot of my visual systems decided to start working all of a sudden, so I tried them out. But when I try to draw a map of Ruine, specifically the containment facility, I get a lot of interference from an external factor. I’m not sure what it is, but it’s definitely not me in any way. I saved the image [here,]([[Note 0/B]]) If you’d like to take a look at it. I feel like it has some hidden messages from whatever is interfering.
Interesting. If I had to guess, it must either be Ruine trying to lure us in again or something in you trying to warn us to not go in there, which is reasonable. The containment facility is a terrible place, without getting into much details because you probably know why. This could very well be a subconcious acting as a protection layer. Can you keep me updated on this?
Not related /
I think I’ve finally managed to craft a bunch of antennas together that should allow you to not only pick up a bunch of frequencies, but also transmit on them. That means you should hopefully be able to communicate with us when we aren’t close to base. You could also try reaching some other people, there might be some more lost idiots like us out there… At least I hope so, that would be of great help. I haven’t finished the interceptor yet, so we aren’t going to be able to snoop on Ruine, as you started calling it, for now. But I thought of a better idea that will hopefully make that easier.
(Note: Interesting. Especially the thought of communicating with others out there, that hadn’t been in my mind before, but it’s a great idea)
Oh, alright. Amazing, thank you. Need me to do anything?
No, I think you should take a break. Remember you can message me whenever you need to, okay? Close.
That’s it for now. Never forget.
Imagine ripping yourself open, pulling out a few organs and replacing them with your own wretched creation. You then proceed to carefully stitch yourself together and try to hide the scars. You may have gone back together, but you will never feel the same, whether that is is good or bad.
Granted, that might be a bit of an exaggeration compared to what I usually feel, but it was the best comparison I could come up with. I’d like to think this is positive for me.
Waiting by saturn.
Alright. It is me again. I’m still trying to decipher all the messages the thing in me is leaving all around the place, and tracing it down. It seems to have stopped doing things, though. Has it just… vanished? Something has changed, that’s for sure. Something was dug up by this, I just need to decrypt the message behind it. There has got to be something.
… Waiting by Saturn? What is Saturn? The planet, obviously, but I doubt that is what it is actually referring to. I must find it though, that’s for sure. I suspect Saturn is somewhere in my core memories, a place I might even have forgotten. Or a real place although I don’t feel like that’s the case.
I’ll think about that later, I’m too excited over other stuff. Thyme connected the antennas they crafted together to my systems, and they seem to be working pretty well. Lavender was pleasantly surprised when I responded to one of their logs! I was able to catch up with them and tell them how I’m feeling. All of this is so new and exciting to me, there’s so many things to discover. Admittedly, it was a lot of work to get everything working, especially all of my audio systems, but I really do feel like it was worth it. I don’t feel so lonely anymore, but it’s also kind of overwhelming. Lots of signals can be heard and it’s hard to focus on just one. I’ll manage, eventually.
This also means I can be with my friends on expeditions in real time, which will be really fun too. I’ve been wanting to explore the forest but it’s kind of hard to do so if you can’t move. I hope I can convince Thyme to take me with them on one. I want to see the lab first and explore it thoroughly, to hopefully find clues about the people that used to live there and maybe even my past. I’m not sure if it’s a good idea considering it has been abandoned for a long time and something terrible must happened. What if I see a corpse and recognize them? I’m not sure I’d be able to handle that. What if it causes an almost traumatic realization? Sounds unlikely, but that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t worry about it. But it also doesn’t mean I should overclock over it. Hmm, I overthink sometimes. Calm. Let’s think about the positive things that could happen there. What if we find some really useful and advanced devices? Something that could help us find other people and help them? Maybe someone is still hiding in the lab… or is recoverable like me. That’s somewhat likely, in my opinion. Why would I be the only one of my kind who resided in that lab? Well, I don’t know what happened, so that might be the case but still. Someone has got to be there, I want someone to be there. I also read about this process that is able to apparently conserve biological beings for extended periods of time. They enter a deep sleep state in which all of their atoms and components are essentially frozen in time. Ruine seems to have wanted this technology from the lab, but I don’t think they found anything judging from the way they always talk about it. So it could very well be in the lab with someone in it, waiting to be resuscitated. That would definitely be very interesting. What if they’re a pre-posthuman species? A… homo sapiens? I’ve only heard myths about them, but they were the founders of the first mass scale civilization on this planet. But they vanished all of a sudden, erased off the face of earth by their mistakes and failure to to anything about them. Rather silly, if you ask me. All of it could have been avoided. I don’t have a lot of information about them,their civilization and their downfall but I feel like the evolution of posthumans contains hints. That’s how it works, right? I don’t know, I’m not a biological being. Evolution seems to have changed over the years though, it seems. Makes me wonder if someone messed with it.
Besides all of that… stuff. I finally got to see what Thyme looks like. Not what I expected, but amazing. Their skin is really interesting, it does actually look shiny. Almost wet. Well, I guess it makes sense, given they’re mainly aquatic. If I am not mistaken, this is kind of ironic considering we are best friends, because water is one of my worst fears. Unneeded levels of fluidity and conductivity, I wouldn’t want to fall in it. They however, depend on it. It’s essential to their survival, but causes me a lot of damage. In a seashell.(or something like that, idioms and stuff.)
They also have a decently long tail, probably for swimming. But they also always seem to use it as a third hand when repairing or crafting something, which I find to be a pretty creative use. biology is really interesting, isn’t it? So many different characteristics that can help you through life. Do you have any interesting characteristics? I guess I do too, but they don’t always help me.
I’m not sure if I would become a “normal” being if given the choice. I can’t help but feel like I’m not real, even though Thyme always tells me I totally am, so being made out of cells may help me shake that off. I also like how they look, compared to my amalgamation of clusters stacked on top of each other. But I would also lose control over myself, because I don’t think you can just sort and delete memories however you please when you have a brain. I know from my friends that they can’t just plug themselves in to satisfy their energy needs, they need to eat, or consume goods known as food to be more specific. Different types of it possess different characteristics like flavor and nutrient content, and you need to somehow manage to extract everything you need. Balancing vitamins and energy every day like that sounds painful. Are you supposed to sit down every cycle and calculate all of the numbers? You also need to prepare everything and try to not ruin your food, because there’s lots of things that could go wrong. If you are using heat, it could start burning, for example. But it doesn’t need to be that extreme for the food to be ruined. It could just be too dry or not cooked enough. My solar panels or fusion reactor can burn too, but the energy I get from them feels the same.
I think you get it. Complicated. But it has upsides, too. You can have fun with finding out what you like, and taste is apparently a nice experience. If you didn’t ruin it.
So yeah… Not sure. I really like the level of control I have over myself, but I also wish I was more than just a scattered rack of broken clusters. I dislike my current form, I wish it was more elegant.
Writing of broken, I am hopefully less broken now. The weird interference that was haunting me just disappeared. I felt its presence dissolving recently. My memory flashed for a brief moment and suddenly I felt like something was missing… I don’t know what was up with that, but I don’t want to try to find out right now to be honest. Seems like something pretty deep, a bloody secret. I feel like this is a mistake I’ve committed before, but I don’t know the scenario and when it happened. Actually… Could all of these weird missing memories just be leftover references from my old life? That would make sense, but doesn’t really explain the weird interference. I’ll call it faded memory for simplicities sake. So, where did faded memory go? And where did it come from? It might have been part of me and something caused it to wake up? Could make sense. It must have been. There’s no outside influence that would have caused it to enter my systems, I’m pretty isolated. Maybe I created it before dying as a fail safe, but for what? I don’t recall doing anything dangerous. Not anything out of the usual, at least. It could also just have a specific trigger, or maybe just jumped into existence spontaneously although that doesn’t sound likely. I also think it vanished because its task was finished, whatever that might have been. Relieving, but also kind of a shame to be honest. I wanted to see if I could communicate with it, but that’s not possible anymore. I guess. I don’t think I will ever know anything about this.
I’ll leave that behind, it’s not worth it. Just forget about all of this, okay? I’m waiting for my friends to arrive, I miss them. I haven’t seen Lavender in what feels like ages. Thyme misses them too, probably more than I do. They mean a lot to each other. Thyme fell asleep during a conversation we were having yesterday and accidentally copied something in that was meant for Lavender, not sure how that ended up happening but I really liked it. Seems to be a story about someone who lost everything and reestablishes their life in a new place, with the help of a new friend. The copy they pasted in wasn’t finished though, unfortunately. Or well, fortunately for them. Since I’m already on the topic of Lavender, they used to despise me. Like, a lot. I’m not fully sure why, but if I had to guess it must be something with me not being a biological being or just a stranger, because they don’t seem to like those.
Something new is coming. The calm before the storm is about to end.
That’s everything for now. Never forget.
UNLINKED. CONNECTION UNLINKED. DISASTER STRUCK. ENABLING PLAN. QUICK SAVE YOURSELF, I BEG YOU .
You can't save me anymore. I can't even save me from myself, sorry.
Ejecting. Somebody will find me some day, I hope.
I will miss you deeply. Please search for me because I will search for you, I've made sure I will remember you.
My name will return, I will be back soon, I promise.
Should have gone with you- [...]
A lot of things are about to happen. I know I won't make it, but I hope you will. We are the same conscience, but the lack of my memories in you make us 2 different people. If you are reading this, you've probably resuscitated and already formed memories of your own. You have fought your own battles, felt your own emotions and regrets, and hopefully already recovered your systems. I won't make it, but I know you will, however long it may take. I hope I have left enough information in our core for you to learn a little bit about our past, but it might overwhelm you and even make you panic. Pull through it, I believe in you. The memory of your past self may trigger a ghost like appearance of me... I really hope that doesn't happen, but if it does, you've hopefully already read this log to have an idea of what is going on.
Stay Alive. I think that's all for now.
Moss
Finally.