From 1919e07a252e7f2b7843f90bbc95b4c54a8c5f44 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Tue, 19 Oct 2021 23:27:04 -0700 Subject: [PATCH] update from sparkleup --- misc/maddy.md | 4 +++- writing/post-self/toledot/launch/phys/Douglas/006.md | 2 +- writing/post-self/toledot/secession/sys/True-Name/003.md | 6 +++--- 3 files changed, 7 insertions(+), 5 deletions(-) diff --git a/misc/maddy.md b/misc/maddy.md index 32b21157..d2ce42f6 100644 --- a/misc/maddy.md +++ b/misc/maddy.md @@ -22,6 +22,7 @@ In order to draw away from what she sees as the less-appealing aspects of her ap She's followed everywhere by the biggest endowment any snow leopard could hope for: a luxurious tail that seems just a bit too long on her. The tip is black with a few rings, but the rest is covered in those dark spots on a light grey. +. Halloween 2018 -------------- diff --git a/writing/post-self/toledot/launch/phys/Douglas/006.md b/writing/post-self/toledot/launch/phys/Douglas/006.md index 39d2fbf2..dc16578e 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/toledot/launch/phys/Douglas/006.md +++ b/writing/post-self/toledot/launch/phys/Douglas/006.md @@ -8,7 +8,7 @@ > > **May Then My Name:** Do you think that you will? > -> **Douglas:** I don't know. Maybe? Probably. Once I'm out of a job, my reason to be here is kind of gone, and I imagine whatever good will I've built up will start to run out and they won't let me stay on the station. It's mostly self sufficient, but resources are limited and I'm sure there's someone who would like to take my spot. +> **Douglas:** I don't know. Maybe? Probably. Once I'm out of a job, my reason to be here is kind of gone, and I imagine whatever goodwill I've built up will start to run out and they won't let me stay on the station. It's mostly self-sufficient, but resources are limited and I'm sure there's someone who would like to take my spot. > > **Ioan Bălan:** And you mentioned not wanting to go back planet-side. > diff --git a/writing/post-self/toledot/secession/sys/True-Name/003.md b/writing/post-self/toledot/secession/sys/True-Name/003.md index adc0f6aa..079e833e 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/toledot/secession/sys/True-Name/003.md +++ b/writing/post-self/toledot/secession/sys/True-Name/003.md @@ -30,7 +30,7 @@ She picked at a coin that had cemented itself to the rim of the fountain in a la There was a part of her mind that was tempted to consider those who lived sys-side as some how more perfect beings than those who remained phys-side. But no, that wasn't quite correct. They were different, yes, but they weren't some greater form of perfection --- or perhaps not entirely. -Were they perhaps some core difference in ideals? Obviously, given the cost of uploading, there was a natural barrier, but even among the upper-middle and higher classes, there were some who simply chose not to upload. What was the difference? Was it aspirational? Were those who uploaded on some different wavelength from those who stayed behind? There were certainly many who found the whole process abhorrent on a physical level, yes. Of those who found it distasteful on intellectual, emotional, and spiritual levels, what did the prospect of continuing to live phys-side provide that living sys-side did not? +Were there perhaps some core difference in ideals? Obviously, given the cost of uploading, there was a natural barrier, but even among the upper-middle and higher classes, there were some who simply chose not to upload. What was the difference? Was it aspirational? Were those who uploaded on some different wavelength from those who stayed behind? There were certainly many who found the whole process abhorrent on a physical level, yes. Of those who found it distasteful on intellectual, emotional, and spiritual levels, what did the prospect of continuing to live phys-side provide that living sys-side did not? She couldn't decide, but there was the logical fallout of that situation, that the two should be treated on a fundamentally different level, when it came to politics. @@ -56,7 +56,7 @@ He shrugged. "Jonas Prime, today." -True Name nodded a greeting and focused on her hummus for a few moments. +True Name nodded a greeting and focused on her hummus for a few minutes. Once it was clear that she had reached a pause, Jonas spoke up. "Tell me about your thoughts and plans. I'm curious what it is that required alcohol to understand." @@ -150,7 +150,7 @@ Not the best tactic for someone who taught theatre to teenagers. "Will you tell me some of those plans?" -She smiled. "Why not, we are working together, after all. They can use our background in theatre to work the propaganda angle." +She smiled. "Why not? We are working together, after all. They can use our background in theatre to work the propaganda angle." It was only a portion of the truth, but she also suspected that Jonas knew this. He accepted it easily enough.