[ Anaxagoras whirls on one foot to see something out of the corner of his remaining eye (we are choosing for this to be witnessed in his non blind spot), as that is suddenly a grunt of pain, alongside movement. ]
Thancred?! What happened?
[ But before he can do much, he is going to try to grab a hold of the squirming child. ]
What's going on with you?
[ Is he going to get a normal response from the kid or is he going to get shrieked at like a banshee. ]
[ hopefully they don't have the same blind spot as the other because that'll make things awkward for the two of them. for now, the child will allow itself to be grabbed but it will bite anaxa while he tries to wrangle it. whether its doing it out of fear or something else, the blank expression won't be clear to him.
though the faint sound of a child's manic laughter in the distance might be a clue as to what could potentially freaking out the child they took with them. ]
[im here to inform you that it was indeed thancred's left eye that was taken so they're now twinsies :') uh oh]
Just... j-just give me a moment, I--- [The pain pounds viciously, and yet it doesn't feel fresh, he doesn't feel blood... but the absence, it's---
In what is left of his vision, he can see the lurching, the baring of teeth behind the unmoving expression as it latches to Anaxa. So even with his palm pressed over where his eye used to be, Thancred shoves himself forward to lock his other arm around the child's chest and pull them both to the floor.]
Anaxagoras! The laughter, find where it's coming from---!
[ Well, this is going all wrong, he's making a face once it attacks him, but then Thancred leaps in...
...nobody's perfect. The world needs some imperfections and fuck-ups to keep it spinning. ]
I'll find it!
[ Anaxagoras doesn't have time to leave this one up to debate.
He will...discuss this later with Thancred - the best thing he can do is put the pedal to the metal. He rushes ahead and tries to chase down the sound of the laughter. ]
[ the way that thancred is holding down this child is intense and, on one hand, should raise for concern but given how erratic that the child is being as it reacts to whatever about this particular "room" is upsetting it...this might be a kindness to everyone here as it'll prevent them from lashing out and hurting anyone—even itself.
...not that it'll calm itself down while in the hold. though, as for anaxa as he goes off to look for the source of the laughter, he won't be able to find anything that will stand out, however he'll start to hear a monologue from an older male voice. it feels gentle, but considering their surroundings, it's likely that it's nothing but a ruse. the old man will speak of kindness and about how much he loves his children.
adores them. wishes them happiness. and with each word of praise, the tanks tremble. ]
[The voice, though faint to Thancred, is like sickening honey against the ribs all the same. Familiar.
It's taking all his concentration and weight to keep the child pinned safely, though he will at least try to grit through his teeth as they writhe, hushed and urgent.]
Be still. You will not be harmed, but you must stay still-- [That's assuming this child can understand and isn't acting like an animal.
With careful glancing, he's trying to get a look at the nearest tank above him. How violently is it moving? What does it look like?]
[ Remember, child safety is paramount, everyone! Keep your thrashing homunculus-baby pinned down when it is having a dangerous fit and all will be well.
On a serious note, if that voice sounds like a certain robot-like one we are going to have problems. There already are given the issues it is causing but he will try to close in on the voice, while observing the tanks nearby him as well as he runs through. ]
[ well, the main thing that thancred will notice is that the figures in the tank are going to resemble the child that he's currently pinned. they are all grotesque variations of the child but the features that have been formed correctly are all there. the same facial structure, the hair, the complexation... perhaps that's why the child has been behaving as it is. it's being faced with other failed copies of itself.
(un)fortunately, the voice will not sound robotic but instead sounds entirely too human for an entire room filled with non-human things. the way that the voice continues to address his children so kind and gentle that it borderlines on feeling faked. ...of course, that is when the other shoe drops as he tells them how they're going to be the first steps in the creation of a new world.
and, since thancred can't suffer the horrors of the tanks alone, he'll get to see that the more complete bodies in the tanks will be responding positively to the newest layer to the message. ]
[well this kid is NOT listening, so let's try a different tactic to see if their ears actually work, a grunt of effort in forcing them to face the floor--
just like lynne as she burned in his arms, dont look towards the carnage and the hands and the blood and the noises--
His voice stays firm, hushed.]
Do you want him to find you? Or can you be quiet enough to let us get you away? Do you understand at all??
[ Fortunate indeed even if the vibes are as rancid as sulphuric acid. Which, of course, is honestly rather bad.
Anaxagoras is frowning big time when he hears the voice continue to sing its lullaby of delusions and lies - this is how he is taking this because what kind of tone is that other than one who will mislead those he is singing with a siren's voice to?
Anaxagoras will continue to chase down the voice. Might as well continue to hear what he says and see if the origin can be located. And ceased, maybe. ]
[ for anaxa's determination about tracking down the voice, it will start to sound concentrated in the direction that he is currently pursuing. not like the message will get any better to swallow, however, as it'll continue on about how his children—these children—are going to be "lead the people from god's cradle to the expansive world of knowledge". that they will bring in a new age for all of humanity! a glorious future and destiny that awaits them when they wake up.
so, yeah, the vibes are undoubtedly rancid here.
as for thancred suffering with babysitter duty, what he says will finally get through to the child he had been wrestling. ...or in some part due to what the voice that anaxa has been chasing has begun to preach. or, more arcuately, that there will be some sort of combination of the two. the child looking up at thancred with an expressionless face as it waits to hear more. ]
[His expression tightens grimly as the monologue continues. Still not letting his grip go, Thancred tentatively adjusting himself, broad back as further barrier between the child and the rest. He can't leave without Anaxa, the man will need time.
Any other equipment around this room besides the Millions Of Tanks Forever? Not that he has a good view from the floor, but still.]
Be still, and you can stay. We've no intention of taking you to him.
[ nope. just thancred, anaxa, this child, and hundreds of other clones of them...in varying degrees of success. but at least the child is now listening(?) to thancred and is no longer thrashing about. it will still be looking at him with the most blank expression ever...but at least it finally gives him its name.
[Repeated, quietly. Not quite the same as what Anaxa has said before, was it rip man who doesnt know latin.
He huffs an exhale, trying to turn his blinded side away from them. Gods, but he'll need to find something to cover it until he can get a closer look at the damage... not the most comforting thing for a child to have to see.]
Do you recognize this place, Finis? That man who tries to speak to you?
...Meanwhile, Anaxagoras is more or less wrinkling his nose at these words being spoken. Unbelievable this dude is a blight on every learned person out there (not unbelievable since he's met some shitty knowledgable people)
This old man must have had so much practice.
But, this does not stop him. He will continue to run down towards the voice. The sooner he gets it to halt, the better. ]
[ finis doesn’t say anything else to thancred at the moment as they continue to stare up at him blankly. which isn't creepy at all, surely, as they seem to be waiting for something else to happen or be said.
now for our running man, anaxa will be approaching the one who is responsible for the rancid vibes tho as they slowly come into view, he'll see that they’ll look just like the child they brought with them. with the exception that they seem to be surrounded by a blue aura and speaking with that older man's voice. truly jarring. they won't be noticing anaxa's arrival, for the moment, as they are too engrossed with their deranged gospels. ]
[ Anaxagoras sticks two fingers into his mouth and whistles so loudly that all of the gods and the primordial gods that came before them like whoever the hell would have heard him from underneath the existential rock they were.
He does this for twenty seconds to cut through the sound of the old man's voice. Then, stops. ]
...Ah. Hello there.
May I have your attention?
[ He is standing a bit away from the blue aura for now. ]
[His attention jerks at the sharp noise in repetition. Good, Anaxa must have found their mystery man, but also: ah, hm, Anaxa alone with the mystery man.]
...Finis. If I take you to our exit, would you stay with me?
[ the 20 seconds of this man just whistling until the preaching stops...imagine if he didn't stop? anaxa just passes out on the ground but—no. it does stop the "man" as they look ove towards him and gives him an eerie but warm smile. "he" begins to open "his" arms wide for anaxa as to welcome him.
"have you come to see the new world?"
back with thancred, finis says nothing and emotes nothing but after a moment gives him a single nod of their head. its slight and barely would count as a nod from any other person but it works...hopefully. ]
[ Anaxa is just that petty enough to have kept going at his own expense, closes eyes.
Anyway he feels like he just watched a clown walk into his line of sight and try to hug him. Which is just nasty. ]
First of all...
...How long have you been building up to this new world, exactly? And, who are you?
[ Is the blue aura still around this kid? What else is around them where they're standing (still more tanks)? The vibes of wanting to smack are there, but now he is wondering if there is a way to get the old man out of the body. How did this even happen? ]
[Communication in its simpelest is better than nothing at all. He nods in return, the briefest of glances back in Anaxa's direction at the echoing sounds of banter. But he'll adjust his grapple, one of the child's wrists held firm in his palm as he works to help them up.]
With me, then. Hold on, and don't let go.
[Unless baby starts to run again, he's going to try to move them both off towards the exit door, watching the tanks as he does so. Are they all still trained off towards Anaxa? Any differences as they move closer to the exit?]
[ the aura will absolutely be around the kid themselves as they continue speaking in the older man's voice. as for what's around them...would anaxa like to ponder the orb once again—but with more feeling? because while the tanks have disappeared before him, there is now a room full of blue crystals that seem to be resonating with the orb and the blue aura. so, anaxa is more than welcomed to attack if he pleases...just mind the orb.
"i see; you wish to know more about the new world before deciding to become a follower. i understand. there are many like you—doubtful of the world that awaits us.
but my name is issac beckford, and this is my life's work. everything that i've done is for this moment here."
the beings in the tanks don't seem to do anything as most of them are just an amalgamation of a bunch of body parts barely coherently slapped together floating in a tank...though they do seem to be more interested in what anaxa and the "man" are discussing. as for finis, they no longer seem to be making a fuss and are back to their entirely complacent and obedient self back in the previous room. ]
[ Anaxagoras isn't afraid of anything or toxic blue orbs. Just watch him. He will slap a man in front god and his orb.
Er, a man in a child's body, at that.
But, it is good to know that stuff is around...he wouldn't want to accidentally cause a chain reaction by poking around in a way he shouldn't or something. ]
Hmph.
You can then next explain to me why you believe a new world is necessary, Isaac.
[ Anything about the setup he can further see? Any switches, for example? Buttons? Maybe a disconnection or dissembling of the entirety of it can interfere with resonation. ]
[He keeps that hold to Finis' wrist firm as he crosses them over towards the exit door. Any threatening notes on the plaque again, or is it just the infinity symbol? Will the door repeat its need for a requirement if touched?]
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The squirming child is immediately let go in favor of Thancred clutching a hand to his face with a grunt of pain seethed through his teeth.
uh anaxa better react quick if we don't want to lose the baby]
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Thancred?! What happened?
[ But before he can do much, he is going to try to grab a hold of the squirming child. ]
What's going on with you?
[ Is he going to get a normal response from the kid or is he going to get shrieked at like a banshee. ]
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though the faint sound of a child's manic laughter in the distance might be a clue as to what could potentially freaking out the child they took with them. ]
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Just... j-just give me a moment, I--- [The pain pounds viciously, and yet it doesn't feel fresh, he doesn't feel blood... but the absence, it's---
In what is left of his vision, he can see the lurching, the baring of teeth behind the unmoving expression as it latches to Anaxa. So even with his palm pressed over where his eye used to be, Thancred shoves himself forward to lock his other arm around the child's chest and pull them both to the floor.]
Anaxagoras! The laughter, find where it's coming from---!
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...nobody's perfect. The world needs some imperfections and fuck-ups to keep it spinning. ]
I'll find it!
[ Anaxagoras doesn't have time to leave this one up to debate.
He will...discuss this later with Thancred - the best thing he can do is put the pedal to the metal. He rushes ahead and tries to chase down the sound of the laughter. ]
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...not that it'll calm itself down while in the hold. though, as for anaxa as he goes off to look for the source of the laughter, he won't be able to find anything that will stand out, however he'll start to hear a monologue from an older male voice. it feels gentle, but considering their surroundings, it's likely that it's nothing but a ruse. the old man will speak of kindness and about how much he loves his children.
adores them. wishes them happiness. and with each word of praise, the tanks tremble. ]
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It's taking all his concentration and weight to keep the child pinned safely, though he will at least try to grit through his teeth as they writhe, hushed and urgent.]
Be still. You will not be harmed, but you must stay still-- [That's assuming this child can understand and isn't acting like an animal.
With careful glancing, he's trying to get a look at the nearest tank above him. How violently is it moving? What does it look like?]
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On a serious note, if that voice sounds like a certain robot-like one we are going to have problems. There already are given the issues it is causing but he will try to close in on the voice, while observing the tanks nearby him as well as he runs through. ]
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(un)fortunately, the voice will not sound robotic but instead sounds entirely too human for an entire room filled with non-human things. the way that the voice continues to address his children so kind and gentle that it borderlines on feeling faked. ...of course, that is when the other shoe drops as he tells them how they're going to be the first steps in the creation of a new world.
and, since thancred can't suffer the horrors of the tanks alone, he'll get to see that the more complete bodies in the tanks will be responding positively to the newest layer to the message. ]
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just like lynne as she burned in his arms, dont look towards the carnage and the hands and the blood and the noises--
His voice stays firm, hushed.]
Do you want him to find you? Or can you be quiet enough to let us get you away? Do you understand at all??
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[ Fortunate indeed even if the vibes are as rancid as sulphuric acid. Which, of course, is honestly rather bad.
Anaxagoras is frowning big time when he hears the voice continue to sing its lullaby of delusions and lies - this is how he is taking this because what kind of tone is that other than one who will mislead those he is singing with a siren's voice to?
Anaxagoras will continue to chase down the voice. Might as well continue to hear what he says and see if the origin can be located. And ceased, maybe. ]
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so, yeah, the vibes are undoubtedly rancid here.
as for thancred suffering with babysitter duty, what he says will finally get through to the child he had been wrestling. ...or in some part due to what the voice that anaxa has been chasing has begun to preach. or, more arcuately, that there will be some sort of combination of the two. the child looking up at thancred with an expressionless face as it waits to hear more. ]
Goodnight lum..... puts 2 bed....
[His expression tightens grimly as the monologue continues. Still not letting his grip go, Thancred tentatively adjusting himself, broad back as further barrier between the child and the rest. He can't leave without Anaxa, the man will need time.
Any other equipment around this room besides the Millions Of Tanks Forever? Not that he has a good view from the floor, but still.]
Be still, and you can stay. We've no intention of taking you to him.
Have you a name?
sweet sleeby lum
"finis". ]
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[Repeated, quietly. Not quite the same as what Anaxa has said before, was it
rip man who doesnt know latin.He huffs an exhale, trying to turn his blinded side away from them. Gods, but he'll need to find something to cover it until he can get a closer look at the damage... not the most comforting thing for a child to have to see.]
Do you recognize this place, Finis? That man who tries to speak to you?
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...Meanwhile, Anaxagoras is more or less wrinkling his nose at these words being spoken. Unbelievable this dude is a blight on every learned person out there (not unbelievable since he's met some shitty knowledgable people)
This old man must have had so much practice.
But, this does not stop him. He will continue to run down towards the voice. The sooner he gets it to halt, the better. ]
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now for our running man, anaxa will be approaching the one who is responsible for the rancid vibes tho as they slowly come into view, he'll see that they’ll look just like the child they brought with them. with the exception that they seem to be surrounded by a blue aura and speaking with that older man's voice. truly jarring. they won't be noticing anaxa's arrival, for the moment, as they are too engrossed with their deranged gospels. ]
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He does this for twenty seconds to cut through the sound of the old man's voice. Then, stops. ]
...Ah. Hello there.
May I have your attention?
[ He is standing a bit away from the blue aura for now. ]
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...Finis. If I take you to our exit, would you stay with me?
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"have you come to see the new world?"
back with thancred, finis says nothing and emotes nothing but after a moment gives him a single nod of their head. its slight and barely would count as a nod from any other person but it works...hopefully. ]
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Anyway he feels like he just watched a clown walk into his line of sight and try to hug him. Which is just nasty. ]
First of all...
...How long have you been building up to this new world, exactly? And, who are you?
[ Is the blue aura still around this kid? What else is around them where they're standing (still more tanks)? The vibes of wanting to smack are there, but now he is wondering if there is a way to get the old man out of the body. How did this even happen? ]
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With me, then. Hold on, and don't let go.
[Unless baby starts to run again, he's going to try to move them both off towards the exit door, watching the tanks as he does so. Are they all still trained off towards Anaxa? Any differences as they move closer to the exit?]
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"i see; you wish to know more about the new world before deciding to become a follower. i understand. there are many like you—doubtful of the world that awaits us.
but my name is issac beckford, and this is my life's work. everything that i've done is for this moment here."
the beings in the tanks don't seem to do anything as most of them are just an amalgamation of a bunch of body parts barely coherently slapped together floating in a tank...though they do seem to be more interested in what anaxa and the "man" are discussing. as for finis, they no longer seem to be making a fuss and are back to their entirely complacent and obedient self back in the previous room. ]
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Er, a man in a child's body, at that.
But, it is good to know that stuff is around...he wouldn't want to accidentally cause a chain reaction by poking around in a way he shouldn't or something. ]
Hmph.
You can then next explain to me why you believe a new world is necessary, Isaac.
[ Anything about the setup he can further see? Any switches, for example? Buttons? Maybe a disconnection or dissembling of the entirety of it can interfere with resonation. ]
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