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sculptedash [Emotion seems to flow across the murmur like a river as Ash figures out how to use it. For the most part it's chill, and energetic, but there's something bubbling just under the surface.]
Hey.
Ash here.
I was wondering if anyone else has gotten any weird messages across through this thing? Because I sure as hell did the other day.
[And she passes the message along trying to mimic it in the best way she can. the fragment of a memory, that reads as a journal entry:]
Our teams spent nearly two years attempting to anticipate what this event would mean for humanity- analyzing endless reams of lunar topography along with every known form of spectroscopy, all amounting to one hopeless conclusion: to burrow into the bowels of the earth and simply wait that whatever emerged from within would reach us there last.
As it would turn out, this one final act of humble surrender is what won the last of us the right to our own lives in these final days. Those of us alive now are not those who sought to battle with destiny and defiantly cling to a civilized existence at the surface- or even any existence at all.
It would seem that in the wake of this phenomenon, we were best served by our most base instincts, whose shame found no place to dwell. The ones who survived are those who spot their hubris and hid desperately down in the mud like rats.
[And she speaks up again, after passing on the message.]
No idea how long ago this message is actually from considering the state of things.
But I don't know if we want to be on the look out for any underground bunkers or something? Might be some answers to find.
Hey.
Ash here.
I was wondering if anyone else has gotten any weird messages across through this thing? Because I sure as hell did the other day.
[And she passes the message along trying to mimic it in the best way she can. the fragment of a memory, that reads as a journal entry:]
Our teams spent nearly two years attempting to anticipate what this event would mean for humanity- analyzing endless reams of lunar topography along with every known form of spectroscopy, all amounting to one hopeless conclusion: to burrow into the bowels of the earth and simply wait that whatever emerged from within would reach us there last.
As it would turn out, this one final act of humble surrender is what won the last of us the right to our own lives in these final days. Those of us alive now are not those who sought to battle with destiny and defiantly cling to a civilized existence at the surface- or even any existence at all.
It would seem that in the wake of this phenomenon, we were best served by our most base instincts, whose shame found no place to dwell. The ones who survived are those who spot their hubris and hid desperately down in the mud like rats.
[And she speaks up again, after passing on the message.]
No idea how long ago this message is actually from considering the state of things.
But I don't know if we want to be on the look out for any underground bunkers or something? Might be some answers to find.
