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FredMSloniker
Jan 2, 2008

Why, yes, I do like Kirby games.
Can we get a mod to fix the off-by-one error? It's getting annoying.

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Freudian
Mar 23, 2011

I couldn't even see Almanac's post until just now.

Cythereal
Nov 8, 2009

I love the potoo,
and the potoo loves you.
Here's hoping this hasn't died again.

Criona O'Connell posted:



The Hive has art.

I don't get in to the main cluster of the Hive much anymore, what with my own responsibilities in the facilities under Unity Bay, but I had to take a subtrain back into the Hive core today for a medical procedure. I noticed something: all along many of the walls and tunnels of the Hive, art is beginning to appear. People in their allocated leisure time, and seemingly primarily younger Hivers, are beginning to attack the bare walls of the Hive with paintbrushes. I don't know why I'm surprised, really, the human impulse to create is an irrepressible one, and in a society like the Hive I suppose it only makes sense to put one's work on public display. So long as they aren't painting over access panels, what harm does it do? Many are little more than graffiti, but an internal security officer on the train pointed out one in particular painted on the west side of one of the main thoroughfares.

It's a mural, and quite the elaborate one at that. On the left-most side, we see the Unity hovering over Chiron. Then a landing pod descending onto the desolate shoreline we call home. Then people beginning to emerge, then the building of the Hive... the mural goes on until the end of the tunnel, ending with Chairman Yang holding Chiron in one hand, and Earth in the other.

My time in the medical center left me with ample opportunity to peruse other works of art throughout the Hive, surveillance cameras now also serving as public art galleries. Hive artists seem to be fond of a realist style as opposed to something more abstract, and often focus on the hard-working men and women of the Hive as we work, build, and farm. Coincidentally or not, I think we're seeing a revival of the socialist realism style here in the Hive, though with less overt veneration of the Chairman and official Hive policy. Indeed, Talents are seldom celebrated in this popular art movement that seems to be springing up in the Hive. When we appear at all, it's usually vague and distant, looking over the workers from afar. Nor is this movement quite as focused on the proletarian, many murals depict scientists hard at work in their facilities, diplomats meeting with other factions, and so on and so forth.

Futurists are also making their voice heard on the walls of the Hive, often with fanciful depictions of orbital hives (almost invariably depicted as simple geometric shapes like cubes, terribly impractical for spacecraft) or even envisioning a return to Earth someday.


All this has been a welcome distraction from other manifestations of Hive culture I've been discovering. That the Hive would have a thriving music scene is unsurprising. That someone would resurrect the bagpipe and make it popular in the Hive can only be attributed to hostile foreign activity born of malice.

Gatac
Apr 22, 2008

Fifty Cent's next biopic.
Op is asleep post parables

Children's Creche - The Story of the Righteous Woman posted:

A long time ago, in the world that was, we did not know the words "right" or "wrong". We were one, and we lived in one world. We took what we needed, we killed animals and ate their meat when we were hungry, we felled trees so that their wood might grant us shelter and fire.

One day, a woman stepped forward. She had thought about this, and she had decided for herself that things had to change. We were doing too much damage to the world, taking more than could regrow; should we not instead have the utmost respect for the bounty it had provided us for so long? We didn't understand, so she pointed to a nearby tree and said, Harm not the trees, nor the animals, nor the course of nature itself; that is exploitation, and exploitation is evil.

Well, we all felt that, indeed, we owed our lives to nature, so nobody disagreed.

Soon, we stopped taking things lightly. We came to her whenever we had to decide what to do, for she alone could tell what was right and wrong. A man came to her bearing an axe and said, There is a tree that is tall and made of tough wood that would build many good tools; may I fell it? But the woman said, No, you may not, for this tree is old and will not regrow within the lifetime of your children's children, and to fell it is exploitation. And a girl came to her bearing a bow and said, I have seen a family of beasts in the woods, a mother nursing her young, and I know their meat is sweet and filling; may I hunt them? But the woman said, No, you may not, for without the mother and her young, there will be no beasts at all come next year, and to hunt them is exploitation. We tried to reason with her; surely one tree could be felled, one beast slain? At last, she explained to us that we were wrong to think so. She said, We did not know better before when we did all these bad things; but now we do and we continue to exploit nature, thinking ourselves righteous because we only intend to harm it a little bit! There can be no degrees of evil; it is wrong, all of it, and when you fell a tree or shoot an animal, I shall think of it as if you wound me, too. We must only take what nature offers us freely.

Can you imagine what happened? Well, we would no longer use violence against nature. Every time someone raised the idea, the woman would cry out as if in great pain, and beg us to heed her words; and none could bear to disagree with her heartfelt pleas.

More and more we tried to save nature from ourselves. We walked far to find trees that had been felled by storms, even though their wood was rotten and brittle; and we ate animals that we found already dead, even though the meat smelled bad and made many of us sick; and we went and gathered fruits and berries, even though a day's work of gathering still left us hungry. And so our houses were fragile and drafty, our fires cool and smelly, our people sick and hungry. The woman had pleaded with us to make it so. But nobody wanted to contradict the woman; she had taught us that her cause was good, and we believed her. She became a righteous woman.

One day, a child came to the righteous woman and said, My grandfather is too sick to stand and too hungry to rest; he will not take what food we offer him, because he would rather see us fed. The righteous woman said, That is very noble of him; his suffering pains me, but surely he can take comfort in making the right decision. But the child said, Before we knew right and wrong, we all had plenty to eat, and we had warm fires and good houses, and we did not become too weak and sick to stand; why can't we have this now? The righteous woman shook her head; We are nothing without our principles, and to stray from them even one time is to admit that our principles are not principles at all, but mere opinion. One life, dear as it is, cannot be weighed against the threat of our moral ruin. At that, the child began to cry and shouted, Don't you care at all about the people? What use is being right if we're all going to starve and freeze and die for it?

Well, that child made the righteous woman very, very angry with all those questions! So she gathered her breath and shouted to the village, Still you do not understand what is right and what is wrong! Still you prize your own convenience and comfort over nature's glory! If this land cannot feed and shelter us with what it gives to us freely, then we have simply too many mouths to feed! It is sad that some of us will have to leave or pass away, but we will all be better off when we are fewer in number, because we will then finally be able to live in harmony with nature! We became very concerned with the righteous woman; no doubt she believed what she said, and was as hungry and cold as the rest of us, but we could not live in the way she wanted us to. We went to her and said, Forgive us, but we cannot live in a righteous way, and we will not give up our lives just to be right. This made the righteous woman even angrier! She shouted that we were worse than before, hearing the call to do right and not heeding it, and that if we could find no food or shelter here, it merely proved that we did not belong, and that the world would be better off without us! Well, we didn't want to fight with her, so we all turned around and left.

But at this the righteous woman realized that she was about to be alone, and would have nobody to turn to for company or help. She ran after the child, grasping a clutch of berries in her hands, and she shouted, See! See! This is what nature has provided us; let us go out together and gather more and thank nature for its bounty! But the child said, What bounty? I see around us everything that could feed us, but you won't let us take any of it, and I do not want to stay alone with you, I think you're crazy. And so the righteous woman ran after us, and she pointed at the bushes, a river and a tree hanging with some fruit, but we saw that it was not enough for all of us, so none of us wanted to stay, no matter how much she insisted. Finally the righteous woman said, Please, I cannot bear to be alone, why must you all be so stubborn and blind? Why can you not see what is so plainly right and wrong? And we said, What is right and wrong to you is not right and wrong to us; you have lost all perspective in the pursuit of righteousness. At this, the righteous woman cried out, Are you mad? White is white and black is black; what argument can you offer that it is right to hurt nature? And we said, There can be no right and wrong that is absolute; what we praise and condemn must be tempered always with kindness, not just to nature, but to ourselves, too. Principles may guide our decisions, but they exist from us and for us, not for their own sake. Believe what you will and sacrifice for it what you wish, but do not let your principles stand between someone and what they need to live. At this, the righteous woman at long last said, What was right for me was wrong for you, and in saving nature I was blind to how much I harmed us; please stay here with me! We asked the righteous woman, Will these lands feed and shelter us?, and the righteous woman said, I shall show you the trees that grow fast and true, that we might fell a few without harming the forest, and I shall show you the beasts that are not needed to replenish the herd, that we might hunt a few without driving them all away. And so we stayed, and took no more trees than the land could grow, and killed no more beasts than would be born in the spring.

The righteous woman learned about compromise, and it was good.

Loel
Jun 4, 2012

"For the Emperor."

There was a terrible noise.
There was a terrible silence.



This has been a fascinating read, thank you everyone who has written for it.

FredMSloniker
Jan 2, 2008

Why, yes, I do like Kirby games.
I find it amusing that the common thread in these little stories is 'shun the non-believer. shuuun.'

Cythereal
Nov 8, 2009

I love the potoo,
and the potoo loves you.
And have some science and agriculture thrown in for the character I was planning to replace Criona with.

quote:



Unity Bay Aquaculture Report
Prepared by Siqiniq Takauji, Hive Agricultural Administration

Preliminary open-water aquaculture experiments in Unity Bay north of the Hive has completed a primary survey of potential local and Terran food sources.

SUMMARY

Prevalence of fungal symbiotic relationships in marine vertebrates eliminates most species from consideration as food sources until and unless a way to neutralize the fungus can be found. Marine invertebrates divisive; pelagic fauna also largely unsuitable, many benthic organisms deemed safe for human consumption. A few types of local macroalgae safe for consumption. Local environment highly suitable for cultivation of imported Terran flora.

FINDINGS

Genera xenoscombrinae of local fish safe to eat and highly nutritious. Have been informally named 'sporefish' by field researchers, fungal symbionts highly localized and easily removed from host fish. Two distinct species have been harvested, one preferring deep and cold water, the other preferring warmer waters near the surface. Shallow-water species easily attracted to experimental aquafarms for harvesting.

Most larger vertebrates are extremely unsafe for consumption due to fungal toxicity. Degree of vertebrate-fungus symbiosis appears to escalate along with animal host's size; sporefish of either species seldom exceed two feet long and thirty pounds in weight. Razorsharks, butcher eels, fungal dragons, sealurks, chironsorms, and cipactlii additionally dangerous for size and extremely aggressive temperament: the latter three species have been large enough to seriously threaten our research trawlers, and the former three are highly dangerous to human divers (see appended file for source of the butcher eel's name).

Local flora generally not promising as food sources. Almost all observed macroalgae have symbiotic relationships with fungal strands, and do not survive cultivation in isolation from the fungus. Brain moss (so named for its distinctive appearance) is safely edible, but has marginal nutritional value. Xenowrack more promising due to lack of fungal symbiosis and high nutritional value, but appears to require very specific water conditions that are difficult to maintain.

Most promising source of marine-sourced food is farming imported Terran flora. Macrocystis pyrifera, the giant kelp, thrives in the waters of Planet and shows every indication of naturally developing into kelp forests once introduced to the marine biosphere. In organized sea farms, giant kelp shows strong potential to feed immense numbers of Hive citizens as well as attracting local fauna such as sporefish and psi-urchins (see below) for further harvesting. Dulse also shows great potential for cultivation, and can be grown in different environments than giant kelp.

Interesting discovery with experimental kelp farming: psi-urchin. Local marine invertebrate remarkably similar to Earth sea urchins in appearance and behavior, primarily found in aquafungus grazing on algae that grow on the outside of fungal stalks and plates, but also attracted in significant numbers to experimental macroalgae farms. Unlike Earth sea urchins, psi-urchins possess similar nervous tissue to mind worms and are capable of mild psionic phenomena. Psi-urchins are tentatively safe for human consumption, but broadcast feelings of pain and alarm when harvested, leading to exceedingly low morale among harvesting crews. Curiously, psi-urchins do not feed on aquafungus itself and instead aggressively seek out and devour algae growing on the fungus. Current hypothesis is that this is a symbiotic relationship, the psi-urchins are sheltered from predators by the fungus' deadly defenses while eliminating parasites.


RECOMMENDATIONS

When marine terraforming crews are instituted, large-scale cultivation of giant kelp a suitable foundation for industrial aquaculture. List of other species deemed safe for human consumption appended to report.

Gatac
Apr 22, 2008

Fifty Cent's next biopic.

FredMSloniker posted:

I find it amusing that the common thread in these little stories is 'shun the non-believer. shuuun.'

Well, the basic construction is as follows:

In the beginning, we were naive about basic concept X.
Then Y discovered Z, a (perhaps over-)simplified faction philosophy pertaining to X.
We think Z sounds good in the abstract and start believing in it.
Z is taken too far by our own naivete and Y's lack of moderation in applying Z.
Z fucks up everything.
A small child (who else) goes to Y complaining about a situation where Z is clearly not the right thing.
Y nevertheless insists that Z must be done even as we reason with them.
We say gently caress it and try to peace out.
Y makes a final passionate plea to follow Z but begins to realize that there are serious problems with it.
We sum up the problem with Z and propose a more moderate version of it.
Y comes around to our point of view.
It's all good.

This is intended to carry the following messages:
The other factions are not evil per se. They're people with different ideas.
Even somebody with a radically different idea about something may have something useful to say to you.
But that doesn't mean it's a good idea to indulge that radical idea to the hilt.
Human lives matter more than a coherent philosophical stance.
When somebody's being mean to you, you can walk away.
When somebody has been wrong but comes around to the right stance, it's okay to forgive them.

Plus a few more story-specific ones, of course. I mean, in the end it's very much in the "lies to children" category and formulaic by design, but I think that sums up Chinwe's attitude.

Also look forward to:
The Story of the Prepared Woman (Santiago)
The Story of the Wise Man (Zhakarov)
The Story of the Faithful Woman (Miriam)
The Story of the Hive (Where we flip the script on the established structure to show how the Hive philosophy came to be.)

Loel
Jun 4, 2012

"For the Emperor."

There was a terrible noise.
There was a terrible silence.



”People’s Eyrie: Experimental Methods” posted:


Innovations generally do not appear out of nowhere. There is not a mad scientist in an ivory tower, ideas springing fully-born like Athena from the head of Zeus. Instead, it is the slow, incremental grinding against the universe, a thousand experiments to produce one result. Like the Hive’s burrowing into the earth, so too does our science chip away at the unknown.

Our ideas are, for the most part, public. However, without the understanding of the filing, the methodology of the sources and links, it is a difficult thing to find what one would call ‘military secrets.’ They are buried in the millions of terabytes of useless information - videos of the Chairman in his shower, videos of workers doing their tasks while walking backwards.

The idea of a fully transparent society - such a thing would be anathema to old Earth, and is equally terrifying and confusing to any of the contemporary societies here on Charon. From there, the experiment of losing a name, becoming a number - that is the radical approach of People’s Eyrie. What, then would be the leap that this colony could take, that might disturb people who accept the loss of identity?

The public face of the Hive - the one that the Morganites would see - is the upswing of a Social Media Hive, one that uses views and likes as social currency. The celebrity culture that Morganites are so familiar with, and that their PR companies are so comfortable with. On the other hand - what happens with a subset of a society that feels nothing from being observed? That doesn’t want likes or attention, instead sublimating themselves into the Hive in a way that disturbs even their numbers-not-names parents.

Innovations do not appear out of nowhere. Instead, it is a combination of things. The Social Uplift Services, and their decades of selecting child for their best task. The very small subset of children who can be trained to resist psychosocial pressures, whether worm or human. The pedagogic lessons of the Silent School, the acceptable levels of trauma that children can take. The idea of the People’s Eyrie that there is no self.

All children of Charon are familiar with gas masks, pressure seals, knowing that the outside air is dangerous. Expanding on that training is simple. A complete indifference to the target’s suffering, an indifference to one own’s suffering. There isn’t even a self, there is only duty, and obligation, and abrogation.

Innovations do not appear out of nowhere.

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Yarville
Jun 14, 2013
Pissed I missed the updates on this. Hope to see more updates! I'll try to put together something in the next week or so.

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