update from sparkleup

writing/post-self/toledot/index.md

@@ -113,8 +113,8 @@ Nearing the 200th anniversary of System secession from humanity, the System and
     * [o] [Launch: launch-side: Codrin#Pollux](launch/launch/Codrin-pollux/008) - Interviews Dear about just how much influence the Ode clade had/still has, what's next (death = irreversible, basically a do-over of the first interview) - 2717
     * [-] REJECTED - combined with previous Ioan chapter <!--[Launch: sys-side: Ioan](launch/sys/Ioan/013) -if the clade exists to explore/exploit need as trauma responses, what do each of the stanzas do (True Name's: political machinations; Praiseworthy's: artistic machinations; Qoheleth's: history/memory machinations), liberal side (not always later lines) has grown more earnest, rebelling against need to control, discusses future with May; sets up visit to Michelle's meadow on one year anniversary as a meaningful thing (but actually to meet with Douglas)-->
     * [o] [Launch: phys-side: Douglas](launch/phys/Douglas/009) - Douglas uploads on one year anniversary, talks about necessity of not being on launches, met by Ioan (who organized it as a surprise and gave him basic instructions on how to be clothed and presentable right off the bat) and May in dandelion sim (as TN met Yared), learns about Michelle/Ode Clade via how they got their names. (learning = irreversibility) - 3595
-* [.] Epilogue
-    * [.] [Launch: launch-side: Codrin#Castor](launch/launch/Codrin-castor/009) - Castor launch's Dreamer Module picks up a signal from another similar ship (actually impersonal POV, though Codrin breaks in occasionally? Ey talked w/ astronomer), Dreamer Module turns out to also contain detailed instructions on how to grow a human. Last bit of irreversibility: can't un-meet a new species (~20 years after launch, into Oort cloud)
+* [o] Epilogue
+    * [o] [Launch: launch-side: Codrin#Castor](launch/launch/Codrin-castor/009) - Castor launch's Dreamer Module picks up a signal from another similar ship (actually impersonal POV, though Codrin breaks in occasionally? Ey talked w/ astronomer), Dreamer Module turns out to also contain detailed instructions on how to grow a human. Last bit of irreversibility: can't un-meet a new species (~20 years after launch, into Oort cloud)
 
 # Notes
 

writing/post-self/toledot/launch/launch/Codrin-castor/004.md

@@ -76,7 +76,7 @@ Brahe's laugh was bitter. "Of course I'm not happy. I mean...I *am* happy, but t
 
 "What would your dream experience be?" Codrin asked, enjoying a secret smile at the phrase couched within the utter dream experience that was the System.
 
-"To see it all," he said, and ey noticed that the bitter edge was slowly leaving his voice. "I have all the parasystem processing that I can ask for to give me a simulacrum like this. You must know that this naked-eye astronomy is all but useless in the grand scheme of things, other than to give us a sense of where we came from and where we might be going in a way that allows us to tell ourselves a coherent study. The rest is all math."
+"To see it all," he said, and ey noticed that the bitter edge was slowly leaving his voice. "I have all the perisystem processing that I can ask for to give me a simulacrum like this. You must know that this naked-eye astronomy is all but useless in the grand scheme of things, other than to give us a sense of where we came from and where we might be going in a way that allows us to tell ourselves a coherent study. The rest is all math."
 
 "I suppose that's why this place feels so much more romantic to me," Codrin mused. "I'm a storyteller, not an astronomer. Still, I imagine that that need for stories runs deep, and I can see the allure to possibly being able to actually look out a window at stars whizzing by."
 
@@ -98,7 +98,7 @@ Ey mentioned this to Brahe, who laughed good-naturedly. "Of course. You're right
 
 Ey did so, and when Brahe instructed em to open them again, the sudden change in the sky was, indeed, a little dizzy-making. The entire field of stars had changed, and where there had been warped but familiar constellations, there was now a deeper blackness, brighter stars, and far more of them. Far, far more. "What is this?"
 
-"A different view. A more powerful telescope looking at a patch of sky that we've never had a chance to see from this angle. One compounded from hours of exposure. I have no idea how exact it is, though, as it is all interpreted through the parasystem infrastructure, but it is still doing a slow sweep of the sky at a high enough magnification that the star field is completely different from what we're used to."
+"A different view. A more powerful telescope looking at a patch of sky that we've never had a chance to see from this angle. One compounded from hours of exposure. I have no idea how exact it is, though, as it is all interpreted through the perisystem infrastructure, but it is still doing a slow sweep of the sky at a high enough magnification that the star field is completely different from what we're used to."
 
 "I wouldn't have thought thought that that would've had such an impact on me," ey murmured. "I felt like I was falling for a moment."
 

writing/post-self/toledot/launch/launch/Codrin-castor/009.md

@@ -18,8 +18,36 @@ One who is awake, however, is the astronomer who long ago decided to call himsel
 
 > We hear you. We see you.
 
-The message was simple, and that is all that it needed to be to turn Tycho's world upside down.
+The message was simple, and that is all that it needed to be to turn Tycho's world upside down. Four words to start, more to come. He paced this way and that in the lawn that he'd long since made his permanent home, the words of the message spelled out before his eyes in starry letters.
+
+*Source: Dreamer Module wideband.*
 
 > We are 3 light-hours, 4 light-minutes, 2.043 light-seconds out at time of message send. Closing at 0.003c relative velocity. Closest intercept 5 light-minutes, 3.002 light-seconds in 972 hours, 8 minutes, 0.333 seconds
 
+"What the fuck am I supposed to do?" he asked the night sky. He shouted, he cursed, he laughed, he wept. "What am I supposed to do with this?"
+
+Forty days away, now. Closer every second.
+
+Someone out there --- someone smart, someone moving fast --- had heard the repeated pulses of primes broadcast on wideband. They had then clearly narrowed in on the signal, decoding the binary representation of those primes, then the numerical representation of the binary, then the spelled out versions of those numbers, each on progressively narrower bands.
+
+Someone very smart had then listened and listened and listened to the looped instructions, taking it all in, learning the language, learning all they could.
+
+Three light hours, though! That was too close, much too close. And fast! He didn't remember their current speed and wasn't collected enough to look, but it must have been nearly as fast as theirs.
+
 > We understand the mechanism by which we may meet. Awaiting consent.
+
+And this is why Tycho was scared shitless and too excited to breathe. This meant that they had somehow learned the information thoroughly enough to pick up on the final set of instructions, the information about the Ansible and about how to build a build a mind accurately enough to send through the Ansible.
+
+Consent? Consent to commence? Who was he to provide that? Tycho Brahe, born with some much more boring name, the sad excuse for an astronomer who couldn't even see the stars? Who was he to say yes or no? Who was he to pick one or the other?
+
+Did it even matter?
+
+Laughing, tears streaming down his face, the instructed the perisystem connection to send a simple message. Two words.
+
+> Consent granted.
+
+He'd pay for it, or not. Someone would notice or no one would. It would end well or it would end poorly.
+
+It would happen or not, but for once in his life, he did something. He really, actually, *truly* did something.
+
+Consent granted.

writing/post-self/toledot/launch/phys/Douglas/006.md

@@ -70,7 +70,7 @@
 
 **Douglas:** Is that what it means? It's just come to mean a false-equivalency of any kind.  Few enough ducks, anymore.
 
-**Ioan:** I only learned it from an assignment talking with some parasystem specialists.
+**Ioan:** I only learned it from an assignment talking with some perisystem specialists.
 
 **Douglas:** I guess it doesn't surprise me that you have those inside as well as outside. Sometimes, I get these little jolts about how little I actually know about the system, compared to how much I know about the launch.
 

writing/post-self/toledot/secession/sys/True-Name/008.md

@@ -68,7 +68,7 @@ Zeke nodded, sipped from his wine, and rasped, "Best we can hope for, then."
 
 user11824 shrugged. "It'd be a boring as hell end. Are we going to have a big celebration or anything?"
 
-"I do not see why not," True Name said. "We can get a few of the sims to set up fireworks and we can spread the word through parasystem news."
+"I do not see why not," True Name said. "We can get a few of the sims to set up fireworks and we can spread the word through perisystem news."
 
 "We can celebrate now, too," Debarre said, grinning. "I went through all this fucking trouble and we're talking shop. Drink your wine, warm your hands by the fire, *literally* anything but more shop talk."