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 Chapter 1: Doer of Things The sun is shining. The trees sway slightly in the breeze. Far away, in the distance, the rain falls on the mountains. It runs down bare stone, flowing together into streams that flow into rivers. Everything in the world is exactly how its supposed to be. Everything except the machine in front of you. This particular machine is not how it supposed to be at all. The screen is completely blank. It does not whir. It does not hum. It does not live. It is inert. This is a serious problem. You are Atuon, and you work as a Doer of Things. You replace things that have grown old, paint things, deliver things, help people when they need it, fix things when they are broken. But the machine is what tells you what to do. The machine is what tells you how to do it. And the machine, right now, is telling you nothing at all. This is completely novel. Never before has the machine been silent. You have been carefully taught to do whatever the machine says, and only what the machine says. When there is nothing that needs doing, the instructions have always been clear. "WAIT" This is not like those times. The machine is clearly broken. As a Doer of Things, it is your job to fix things when they break. Or to replace them if they cannot be fixed. Or to escalate to a Technician, or even the Engineer. It is not to stand here and stare helplessly at a broken machine. But the machine has not told you to fix it. No matter how long you stand here, it will tell you nothing at all. What do you do? > Escalate to a Technician GlyphGryph fucked around with this message at 12:58 on Mar 11, 2020 |
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Escalate to a technician.
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malbogio posted:Escalate to a technician. +1
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malbogio posted:Escalate to a technician.
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> Escalate to a technician. These complicated machines are, aside from the simplest of repairs, something that can only be reliably fixed by a Technician. Escalating and then moving on to your next task is a perfectly acceptable way to address this sort of unforseen problem. There are two problems with this course of action. The first is annoying, but not insurmountable - even if you escalate, you don't have a next task to move on to so long as the mission is broken. You'd still be left unsure of what to do next. You could probably come up with something productive to do if you put your mind to it for long enough. The bigger problem, though, is this: The machine you use to escalate issues is the machine in front of you, the same machine that assigns you tasks. Now, you suppose it is possible that the machine itself is largely functional - that only the display is broken. You've escalated enough times that the procedure is almost rote. You pull the necessary switches and input the necessary commands to send the escalation request, and then step back from the machine. There's not any kind of confirmation, but there never is - usually, you simply trust the machine to work. You would eventually receive a notification than a Technician has been dispatched, or further instructions, were the machine still capable of receiving messages and if the request had been successfully sent, but even under ideal circumstances that would take a long time. You look around, and consider what your options are. You're in a small roofless structure composed of three walls. Two of the walls are full of shelving. The shelves contain tools, paints, commonly replaced pieces, ladders and buckets and ropes and various odds and ends to help you do your work. The third wall is taken up by the large machine you use to communicate with the rest of the world and manage your tasks, the machine that is currently broken. Outside the structure is a simple tile road that extends in two directions - one direction leads into the Outlands, sparsely populated aside from the massive machine complexes and the frequent maintenance work they require, and in the other direction the various workshops and bureaucratic buildings and storage areas nestled in the Inner Forest. It eventually eventually continues on to the City - in both directions, you suppose, although the road through the Outlands is surely longer. You've never actually been inside the City. You've never even been to the walls. There have always been more than enough tasks to keep you occupied without having to stray into the territory of another Doer. You bring your mind back to the task at hand. Escalating to a Technician. If the request didn't work from your machine, the closest machine capable of sending a request would belong to the Wordsmith, who lived and worked not a terribly long ways down the road. You could walk there right now. You could also try to open the machine up and simply... figure it out. You've never worked on one before, but there must be some similarities to machines you have. You probably have the right tools. How hard could it be? > It couldn't hurt to look, right? GlyphGryph fucked around with this message at 12:59 on Mar 11, 2020 |
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The Wordsmith sounds cool, let's go see him.
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Open the machine, evaluate what we see
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Open it. malbogio fucked around with this message at 05:49 on Mar 11, 2020 |
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Well... It couldn't hurt to look, right? Fixing it might be beyond you, but popping open a panel to see if anything is obviously broken should be fine. Probably.
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Thump the side panel of the Machine. That's the real engineer's solution.
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quote:You have been carefully taught to do whatever the machine says, and only what the machine says. When there is nothing that needs doing, the instructions have always been clear. WAIT
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> I say we follow our training. WAIT Your training is clear - you wait when the machine says "WAIT". The machine does not currently say wait. Right now, it says nothing. > Open it > Open the machine, evaluate what we see > It couldn't hurt to look, right? You decide you'll head right to the Wordsmith... after taking a quick look inside the machine. If it IS something simple and easy to repair, you'd feel mighty silly for having waited for a Technician when you could have been working. And besides, assessing the problem will allow you to include more information in the escalation request. There's no reason not to, right? You pull out your tools, loosen some screws, and try to remove the first panel. At first it resists, but a quick thump sees it come lose. Beneath it is a tangle of components and wires and tubes and metal boards. Nothing seems obviously broken, although several of the pieces seem to be corroded around the edges or otherwise suffering the effects of age. You remove a second panel, and here, after close examination, you think you might have found the problem. One of the components has a small connector that has corroded right through. There's a small black scorch mark behind it. Normally, you'd replace the component, but this piece is rare enough you'd have to special order it. You're pretty sure you could simply bypass it with a piece of wire, though. Following the connections, it looks like doing so will disable one of the switches, but it's not a switch you need as part of the escalation protocols, part replacement order protocols, or to view incoming messages. In fact, you've never used that particular switch. The only protocol that requires it is reporting a Shadow sighting, and you've never seen a Shadow. That's probably why it was the first to corrode all the way through. Easy enough to bypass, and then your machine will be working again. Or you could pass what you've seen along when you make the escalation request and find something else to do to pass the time. The sun shines down on your head. Warming you. Judging you. > Bypass it. GlyphGryph fucked around with this message at 20:29 on Mar 11, 2020 |
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Is the machine electrical? Does it have power? What, besides a dead hunk of metal, can we gleam simply by checking over?
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> Bypass it. It only takes a few minutes to bypass the faulty component. Your machine is now a little bit on fire. The bypass wire is sparking and hissing. An acrid smoke begins to form. The corroded component appears to be burning, as does one of its neighbours. You may have made a small miscalculation. You tear out the bypass wire with a pair of pliers, then empty a bucket of sand onto the fledgling flames. They quickly sputter out. Your machine is now slightly burnt and full of sand. You put the panels back on, wipe your hands and put away your tools. > The Wordsmith sounds cool, let's go see him. You decide that now is as good a time as any to head down to the road to the Wordsmith's place. The road runs straight for a while through the short grass, then curves away as it enters the Inner Forest. The workshop can't be seen through the trees, but the smoke rising from it can be, obscuring the ever distant Tower of the Sun behind its thick haze.  As you walk closer, you can hear the building before it becomes visible - the clinking of the gears, the thudding of the pistons, the whiny inhales and gusty exhales of the bellows. The road soon breaks free from the trees to reveal the large clearing that contains the Smithy. The structure seems to almost be alive. It is covered in gears and pistons. Spinning wheels atop the chimneys briefly catch smoke before tossing it into the air. Shadows move across the interior, cast by a combination of shifting sunlight reflecting off dozens of mirrored surfaces and by the flames of three large furnaces, each running low on fire and soon to exhaust themselves. Through the large open doorway, you see the Wordsmith himself hard at work, sweat pouring down his massive frame, his brow furrowed as he puts the finishing touches on some small project. He pays you no notice as you step through the doorway, intent on finishing his work as quickly as possible, and you hesitate. You see both his communication terminals across the room from you, on the other side of him, near a pile of backlogged shiny golden concepts and a smaller of pile of backlogged silver message squares. You wonder if your Technician escalation request is already in that silver pile, ready to be passed on to City Central as soon as the Smith works his way through the rest of the pile. You could look through the pile to see if you can find it, or you could simply generate a new one with the communications terminal. You could, if you wished, ask the Smith's permission before doing either of these things, or you could simply watch him work for a while. There are likely other things you could do as well. Surrounded by the rhythmic sounds of the Smithy, the clink of metal against metal and the whoosh of air, you feel no particular sense of urgency, and are almost able to relax. There is no sense, whatsoever, that the fate of the very world may hinge on the decision you are about to make. In fact, you are pretty sure it does not. What do you do? > Wait until the Wordsmith finishes their most immediate task, then greet them GlyphGryph fucked around with this message at 02:52 on Mar 13, 2020 |
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Wait until the Wordsmith finishes their most immediate task then greet them, describe the issue, and ask whether they can help directly or help with escalation.
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malbogio posted:Wait until the Wordsmith finishes their most immediate task then greet them, describe the issue, and ask whether they can help directly or help with escalation. A reasonable plan. Excited to see where this goes!
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malbogio posted:Wait until the Wordsmith finishes their most immediate task then greet them, describe the issue, and ask whether they can help directly or help with escalation. Yes do this
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malbogio posted:Wait until the Wordsmith finishes their most immediate task then greet them, describe the issue, and ask whether they can help directly or help with escalation. This. Also steal some concepts when he's not watching.
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malbogio posted:Wait until the Wordsmith finishes their most immediate task then greet them, describe the issue, and ask whether they can help directly or help with escalation. Outrail posted:This. Also steal some concepts when he's not watching.
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malbogio posted:Wait until the Wordsmith finishes their most immediate task then greet them, describe the issue, and ask whether they can help directly or help with escalation. +1
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Shadow sightings might be rare, but it sounded like seeing one might be important. That your machine is in no state to report a sighting might mean priority for repairs if brought up first.
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> Wait until the Wordsmith finishes their most immediate task, then greet them You have a suspicion the Wordsmith would not appreciate you using his machines without his guidance, so you opt to speak with him instead. You know he would not appreciate being interrupted, and that there isn't much work as important as the work he was doing now. For all you know, the message he was working on could be one of your jobs. As you wait, a thunk comes from above the pile of Concepts. Another Concept has descended from the sky. The golden orb, roughly half the size of your head, fell into the receiver and is now rolling down a spiral rail until, with a second thunk, it comes to rest at the back of the Concept pile. > Steal some concepts when he's not watching. You reach over the edge of the pen that keeps the Concepts contained and pick it the new arrival, examining the smooth golden surface. If you were the Wordsmith, you'd be able to see... or sense, somehow, sight perhaps is not quite the right way to describe it... you'd be able to sense the Concept in a way you, as Atuon, can not. Just holding it in your hands, you'd know it, as if you'd thought it up yourself. The Concepts descended from the Sun himself, carrying all sorts of messages and commands, usually embodied by and on behalf of City Center, and sometimes, rarely, straight from the Emperor, may his radiant glory never fade. Then the Wordsmith takes them, figures out how to say the Concepts in a way that's understandable to the average person as a series of instructions, and he encodes them in a series of permutations on the metal squares which can be interpreted by a Communication machine. The Concept is useless to you, though. It has no value to anyone except for this particular Wordsmith. You admire it's simple beauty one last time, and then return it to the pile. Instead, you turn your idle curiosity towards a task that is simultaneously more valuable and significantly less material, and you watch the Wordsmith work. You've always been busy when you've stopped by before, and never had the opportunity to simply observe, and you're surprised to find that rather than cutting or marking the sheets, he seems to be weaving the metal, first heating bits of it until it is red-hot, then pulling those bits into long thing strands, then bending them back on themselves and over each other. The delicate work seems like it should be impossible, even if one could understand the crisscrossing result, how to read and write the spoken word in the language of the machine. And then, when it seems like he's nearly to the end, there's a low woosh, a sudden drop in temperature, and the sounds of the Smithy slows and stop. He wipes the sweat from his brow and puts down the unfinished piece with a sigh. Then, rolling his shoulders, he turns to you with an enormous smile on his face. "Atuon! A pleasure to see you!" Atuon returns the smile. "And you, Huron, as always." "What brings you to my workshop today, Atuon? I don't recall requesting the presence of a Doer. Do you need some specialty part made post-haste, then? Or perhaps something here has broken without my noticing, and you're here to fix it before it inconveniences me!" the Wordsmith asks. His voice is as large as his frame, and when he speaks it feels like they wrap around you in a bear hug, pulling you into him. > Describe the issue, and ask whether they can help directly or help with escalation. You tell him that your communication and task management machine has broken, and that you need to put in a request for a Technician. As you explain the details of the damage you were able to identify, the Wordsmith can't help but laugh, having figured out how some portion of it happened. "Telling me is more than enough, Atuon. I'll print out an escalation order and add it to the top of the queue right now." And, in fact, he'd already started doing exactly that. Watching him work, it was clear his machine had pecularities Atuon's did not, which wasn't surprising. "There, Doer, it's on the queue. I'm happy to be of service - it gets frustrating feeling so useless when the fire is out. And look at this backlog! It is a terrible thing to have so much work that needs doing, and no opportunity to do it. All I can do is sit here and wait for the damned Fire Lady to fire up the furnaces again! It is an endless source of frustration for me." "I've marked your request with the highest priority rating, but it's still going to behind a few items and I expect it won't get done in the next batch of work. I've heard the delay in arrival of Technicians can sometimes be significant as well." Huron continues, seemingly quite happy to have someone to talk at for a while. "If your machine is broken and you have no jobs, I'd be happy for you to stay a spell and keep me company while I wait. I don't rightly know what your contingency orders are in this situation, and it sounds like you don't either, but you know who would? The Librarian, for sure!" He's right. You haven't seen The Librarian since the end of your training, but if anyone knew what you should be doing while you waited for the Technician, it would be her. If nothing else, it might be best to report into them regardless. If a contingency order didn't exist, they would also know what needed to be done to create one should this happen again in the future. And if, on the way, you were to find things that needed to be done, would that be so bad? Surely there are people in the area who could use the services of a Doer to solve their problems and fix what is broken. The idea actually excites you. It feels like you have a proper purpose again. You've filed your escalation request, you have the potential for a larger goal in going to see the Librarian, and whether you pursue it or not you are now free to Do Things, knowing that your machine is on the way to being fixed. But for now, for the moment, Huron has asked you to sit and talk with him. If you have any questions, you could ask him now. You could exchange stories. You could beg your leave and set out on the road right away. Or you could do something completely different. Meanwhile, many things are happening that have nothing to do with you. The rain continues to fall on the mountains. A woman dressed all in red walks along the road, a blade at her hip, a pack on her back, and a pole in her hand. And in the darkest part of the deep forest, sharp white teeth flash in the darkness and blood is spilled on the thirsty soil. What do you do? > Grab our gear and then make for the city. Notes and Addendums: On Shadows > Shadow sightings might be rare, but it sounded like seeing one might be important. > Consider whether or not Shadows are myths. Shadows are most certainly real, and they are indeed important. In fact, the protocols associated with them take precedence over almost all other concerns. But they are also a threat that is carefully managed. Only one Shadow is active anywhere near Atuon's territory, and that Atuon has never encountered it is a testament to the fact that the cyclic pattern it has been trapped in, simple as it might be, works to keep the creature occupied. GlyphGryph fucked around with this message at 03:33 on Mar 22, 2020 |
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Ponder our experience with the Librarian Thank the Wordsmith Begin traveling to the Librarian How far is the Library? What tools did we bring with us? Are we familiar with the path? Is there any perceived element of danger/risk in going to the Library? Do we carry protection or is it unheard of that we be harried on the road?
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Not an update, but I will answer basic questions at this point if anyone has them. Feel free to continue making suggestions on what to actually do as well.Cannon_Fodder posted:How far is the Library? It's about 30 hours of walking to see the Librarian if you avoid getting distracted on the way, so not terrible considering you're looking at maybe 150 hours before a Technician arrives, if you're lucky. You've seen maybe the first 15 hours of that regularly, and another 10 rarely. You've never been all the way to the city before, and the Library is just inside the walls. You didn't bring any tools with you, but you could stop back at your shack and fill a backpack with basic mechanics tools like screwdrivers and wrenches, rope, paintbrushes, hammer and nails, cloths, and a few other odds and ends that might come in useful. The roads are perfectly safe, the Emperor makes sure of that. Even if they weren't, you're a pretty durable guy and probably don't have much to worry about. You aren't carrying anything for protection, and you've only seen a dedicated weapon once, carried by a soldier who traveled through your territory on his way to replace a soldier that had been destroyed by a Shadow.
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Oh gently caress yeah. Traveling handy man. Let's do that. Is like to grab our gear and then make for the city. We've got tons of time to gently caress around so let's follow our curiosity and fix up random poo poo along the way. It's not just friendly, it's pretty fun proactive!
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Ask the Wordsmith about places of interest along the path to the city and how to get to them.
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> Ask the Wordsmith about places of interest along the path to the city and how to get to them. You ask the Wordsmith if he knows any place of interests on the way to the city. He shrugs his shoulders. "Been a long time since I've been down that way - I don't really leave the workshop, you know. You'd know better than I would. I imagine there's logging camps out somewhere that way, since that's the direction the fuel for the furnaces comes from. Not sure what else." > Ponder our experience with the Librarian She was kind, and patient, and oversaw your training as a Doer. It felt like she knew everything there was to know, at times, and like there was no question she wasn't prepared to answer. Probably because she'd already trained dozens of Doers, at least, before you came along. Sometimes other people would visit, but you were so focused on your training at the time that you never really took note of it, or what they did there, or what they talked about with the Librarian, but as for you it was all work all the time. > Thank the Wordsmith You thank the Wordsmith for his time, and his help sending your escalation request, but tell him you really should be on your way. He looks a bit disappointed, but also understanding. It's obvious that he didn't really want to talk so much as he wanted to work, and the talking was mostly a way to avoid thinking about that. > Grab our gear and then make for the city. You head back to your shack, and pack up about a hundred pounds of supplies into a large backpack. Tools of various sorts, screwdrivers, wrenches, hammers, nails, bolts and screws, some paints, a small wood saw and metal, rope and wire, a hand drill, measuring tools, various sensors and detectors, rags and water and another bucket of sand, just in case. You pack some more besides, just in case. Then you toss your backpack onto your shoulders and head back City-ward. As you reach the Wordsmith's Workshop for a second time, you hear agitated voices coming from inside. Even from here, you can make out what the Wordsmith is saying as you pass by. "- how far behind I am on my work? You absolutely must come by more often! Sometimes I spend as much time waiting for you to light the furnaces as I do actually working, and I'm easily eight sessions behind where I should be at this point." You here a muffled response, but cannot make out the details. "I know you're on a damned schedule, but so am I! Or at least I should be, but I can't hold to it unless you pick up the pace." You could pass on by and ignore the argument, try to listen surreptitiously, or simply walk in and ask what's going on. Notes and Addendums: On the Trip to the City It's about 30 hours of walking to see the Librarian if you avoid getting distracted on the way. You're looking at maybe 150 hours before a Technician arrives, if you're lucky. You've seen maybe the first 15 hours of that regularly, and another 10 rarely. You've never been all the way to the City before, and the Library is just inside the walls. The roads are perfectly safe, the Emperor makes sure of that. Even if they weren't, you're a pretty durable guy and probably don't have much to worry about. You aren't carrying anything for protection, and you've only seen a dedicated weapon once, carried by a soldier who traveled through your territory on his way to replace a soldier that had been destroyed by a Shadow. GlyphGryph fucked around with this message at 17:15 on Mar 13, 2020 |
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Do we require any supplies? Do we eat? Is there anything that we need to maintain our own survival? Are we organic beings? Cybernetic? Does this matter?
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Cannon_Fodder posted:Do we require any supplies? I'll provide some more thorough answers along with the next update, but the short, summarized version is this: It's not something you need to worry about, and I'll let you know if that ever changes.
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> Listen in, surreptitiously You do your best to avoid drawing attention to yourself as you draw closer to the Smithy and peek around the corner. The Wordsmith is arguing with a woman dressed in red.  She speaks quietly, dismissively. "What you ask for simply isn't possible. No amount of haste on my part will make it so. I am to light the furnaces on a set schedule, and even if I were to arrive here an hour earlier I would not light them." The Wordsmith hangs his head. "If what I ask for is impossible, Fire Lady, than what I have been tasked with is impossible. Unlike you, I strive every day to do my work faster and increase my pace, but the work I must do has increased even faster! I am working only slightly more slowly than the work is coming in, but that's enough to ensure that unless things change I will never catch up." The Fire Lady simply stares at him for a few moment. "That is unfortunate," she says at last. "Let us hope your replacement proves up to the task then." With this, she turns to her bag and begins the process of lighting the furnaces, while Huron seems... the emotion is hard to place, as it's one you've never seen on him before, but it feels almost like fear. The conversation appears over, and neither of them have noticed you. The Fire Lady is focused on her task, and the Wordsmith is polishing some of his tools with a worried look on his face. What would you like to do? Notes and Addendums: On your Nature You are suitably sustained and nourished by the life giving energy of the Sun, long may it shine, such that provisions are not a concern. You can eat, but unless something odd happens you will not need to. Rations are mostly reserved for those who spend an extended period of time in the darkness. You've brought along some in your pack, but unless you encounter a major plumbing job that requires an extensive trip to the underground it's unlikely they'll be necessary and its not something you'll need to worry about. You are certainly not cybernetic, although I'm not sure "organic" is accurate either. Neither term approaches the truth of what you are, nor are the terms meaningful to you. But in more mundane terms, what you are is quite strong, strong enough to fulfill all your foreseen duties, with nearly unlimited endurance, and no need to eat or sleep. You were intended to do a specific sort of work, and lack any obvious flaws that would prevent you from accomplishing it in a timely manner.
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Wordsmith’s schedule pace keeps increasing, leading to backlogs when Fire Lady sticks to same old pace and arrives “late.” does this seem significant to us?
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Move on. Head in the general direction of the city, stopping for any curiousities along the way.
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hollylolly posted:Wordsmith’s schedule pace keeps increasing, leading to backlogs when Fire Lady sticks to same old pace and arrives “late.” Personally: It's the reason your request isn't going to be sent out for the next dozen hours despite being high priority, a significant contributor to the lengthy time delay. It sounds like said delays will continue to get worse in the future, which will effect every message you send and receive from your own machine when it is fixed. Generally: This indicates a serious flaw in the system. Things like this just aren't supposed to happen. Your existence means that its expected things occasionally break down or need to be maintained, but those problems are supposed to be temporary, and there's supposed to be enough flex in the system. If the Wordsmith is going to be indefinitely behind schedule, it's an indicator that either he is broken (hence the Fire Lady's comment about a replacement) or that something deeper is.
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What do we know of the lady in red? We don't seem to have much fear of poo poo, only endless pragmatism. Say hello! Introduce ourselves and ask for help to get our machine back operational. Can our request be escalated?
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malbogio posted:Move on. Head in the general direction of the city, stopping for any curiousities along the way. +1
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