[ sinks down to sit with his back to the edge of the fountain and presses the heels of his palms to his eyes for a moment, eventually sliding his fingers up through his hair with a groan ]
[she's quiet for a few beats, trying to think of the most succinct way to explain this.]
I am... being dramatic about it, and feeling sorry for myself, so keep that in mind.
But... there are things I want to do at home that require me being able to bring certain personal qualities to the table. Each day I'm here, I lose a little bit of what I need, and go one step in the other direction.
I'm afraid that, after a certain point, this place will have changed me so much that not only will I not be able to accomplish my goals, but I won't even be able to continue living as I was. And if that's the case, instead of going home, I'd be better off dying here, instead.
Mm... I don't think it's dramatic to be scared about this stuff. I worry about it too. Probably for different reasons, but... [ shrug ] The stuff that happens here changes everyone.
But...what direction are you going in? Is it just from having to live among so many humans, or something else?
There is a little bit of technology in me that serves to verify my identity at home. It's tied to everything I need to live as a member of society. My career. The place I live. My food. My clothes. My ability to travel or access services.
They're tamper-proof to prevent identity theft. If they get damaged or stop detecting signs of life, they self-destruct completely. They can't be repaired, afterward. The information can't be recovered.
Oye, that sounds as serious as it gets... Are you sure it's tamper-proof though? Peony has a lot of tech geniuses who might be able to do something to help.
If it happens, naturally, I'll ask them for help. But it was designed by tech geniuses to be impervious to other tech geniuses, so I'm not going to count on it.
Incarceration until they're able to verify their ID. But it's a slow process, and I don't have that much time left. So if I'm going to die in prison anyway, I might as well stay in this one. The company's better.
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Well done on your extremely efficient use of coins.
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Glad someone gets it.
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So? What's your takeaway from your newly-remembered life? More storied than even you expected?
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What were the biggest problems?
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That said... are you still planning on going back?
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Of course? My family's there.
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Yeah.
You do seem like the type to go back no matter what.
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I don't know.
Maybe I'm still deciding.
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...Long story. Don't worry about it too much.
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[she's quiet for a few beats, trying to think of the most succinct way to explain this.]
I am... being dramatic about it, and feeling sorry for myself, so keep that in mind.
But... there are things I want to do at home that require me being able to bring certain personal qualities to the table. Each day I'm here, I lose a little bit of what I need, and go one step in the other direction.
I'm afraid that, after a certain point, this place will have changed me so much that not only will I not be able to accomplish my goals, but I won't even be able to continue living as I was. And if that's the case, instead of going home, I'd be better off dying here, instead.
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But...what direction are you going in? Is it just from having to live among so many humans, or something else?
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[she stares at him for a while, seriously considering how comfortable she feels talking about this.]
I am... very old, Ananke. Every day my body wears a little thinner. And there's a thing inside of me that, once it dies, cannot be revived.
So, when I die here, I will be dead at home, too.
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They're tamper-proof to prevent identity theft. If they get damaged or stop detecting signs of life, they self-destruct completely. They can't be repaired, afterward. The information can't be recovered.
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