The city itself is called Aldrip. It's not a part of Runeterra at all, best we can tell. The running theory seems to be that this-- everything and everyone here-- are part of a simulation. That somehow, someone with advanced technology was able to pull us out of our worlds and into this program. It might make better sense to you than to me, but it's very overwhelming to consider, personally. But it's the best theory we have, and it makes sense. There's an artificial intelligence that has reached out on the network, and we had to do system reset on it recently. There have been glitches, and other strange occurrences that don't exactly align with anything that should be reasonable in a normal reality. Then there's the cycle we seem to be stuck in. It's a two month cycle that rules what occurs. Right now, we're in the month where new people arrive. The Council is also judging people and putting out sentencing at the moment, too. Next month will be...something. Sometimes it's bad, sometimes it's nothing extreme, but it's always something of significance, usually involving the city changing in some way.
[Ugh. Caitlyn feels bad, throwing so much at him, but she knows it's necessary. He has to know what kind of trouble he's found himself in to prepare himself.]
The Council claims we're all criminals, and this is in the name of "rehabilitation", but there's a lot of people being accused of things that don't make sense, or are just flat out wrong. It's definitely a faulty system, and we're not even sure they're even real, and not just another piece of the AI too.
[ he frowns as he listens to her — about the ai, the glitches, the council, the sentences, the two-month cycle... hm. it is certainly a lot to take in. he stays quiet for a moment that seems to stretch on and on, until, ]
I see. So it is possible that we, too, are nothing but – [ he pauses, makes half of a movement like a shrug ] – fragments, our consciousness drawn into this artificial construction that we perceive as reality. Which it is, of course, since reality is all about perception.
That's the thought, yes. I've heard some suggest that maybe our real bodies were taken and are outside the program itself, and others suggest that maybe our consciousnesses were simply pulled from our realities. Neither of which are exactly appealing. Either way, whatever power brought us here has the power to cross time and space. People here are from different worlds entirely. Only the small handful I mentioned already are from Runeterra at all.
[It's confusing and scary and still hard to wrap her mind around, honestly. She says it like it's nothing, but she's been here, what? A year and a half, almost? It really is almost nothing, at that point. Just how it is, now.]
Of course. I know...it's a lot. I thought it might be best, coming from someone you know.
... Yes. Yes, it certainly seems to be able to do that. [ would that be possible with the use of the arcane? could the real mages do that? his hypothesis is yes — with the right combination of runes, with a deeper connection with the arcane... yes, it should be possible.
he decides to say nothing of that. ]
I do appreciate it, Caitlyn. I confess that if anyone else had told me this, I might have called them a liar, or a number of less flattering names. But I know you speak the truth.
I almost didn't believe it, either, but you'll get used to it. Unfortunately. I've been here fifteen months now. Vi's been here even longer. At this point, we're hardly phased.
[Weird shit happens? Oh, it's just another day. That didn't mean they necessarily enjoyed any of the weird shit, but it was practically expected by now.]
I have detailed notes that you're welcome to go through. But-- take your time. As I said, it's a lot to wrap your head around.
Then... I look forward to getting used to it, I suppose.
[ wryly said — his tone conveys just how much he isn't actually looking forward to it at all, as well as his quiet sympathy for her having had to do that. vi, too. ]
Thank you. I will see those notes, I believe. [ with a half-smile, ] If nothing else, this place has not dulled your investigative instincts.
[ and he will stay — to ask more questions, to read over the notes, until he has a coherent picture of everything important that has happened. ]
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[Ugh. Caitlyn feels bad, throwing so much at him, but she knows it's necessary. He has to know what kind of trouble he's found himself in to prepare himself.]
The Council claims we're all criminals, and this is in the name of "rehabilitation", but there's a lot of people being accused of things that don't make sense, or are just flat out wrong. It's definitely a faulty system, and we're not even sure they're even real, and not just another piece of the AI too.
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[ he frowns as he listens to her — about the ai, the glitches, the council, the sentences, the two-month cycle... hm. it is certainly a lot to take in. he stays quiet for a moment that seems to stretch on and on, until, ]
I see. So it is possible that we, too, are nothing but – [ he pauses, makes half of a movement like a shrug ] – fragments, our consciousness drawn into this artificial construction that we perceive as reality. Which it is, of course, since reality is all about perception.
... Thank you. For telling me.
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[It's confusing and scary and still hard to wrap her mind around, honestly. She says it like it's nothing, but she's been here, what? A year and a half, almost? It really is almost nothing, at that point. Just how it is, now.]
Of course. I know...it's a lot. I thought it might be best, coming from someone you know.
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he decides to say nothing of that. ]
I do appreciate it, Caitlyn. I confess that if anyone else had told me this, I might have called them a liar, or a number of less flattering names. But I know you speak the truth.
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[Weird shit happens? Oh, it's just another day. That didn't mean they necessarily enjoyed any of the weird shit, but it was practically expected by now.]
I have detailed notes that you're welcome to go through. But-- take your time. As I said, it's a lot to wrap your head around.
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[ wryly said — his tone conveys just how much he isn't actually looking forward to it at all, as well as his quiet sympathy for her having had to do that. vi, too. ]
Thank you. I will see those notes, I believe. [ with a half-smile, ] If nothing else, this place has not dulled your investigative instincts.
[ and he will stay — to ask more questions, to read over the notes, until he has a coherent picture of everything important that has happened. ]