<li>Dear files a petition with the Guiding Council on Castor to allow a locked down space</li>
<li>No exiting, maybe limited sensorium messages, cones of silence protect from others but not from admins (the air has ears)? IDK, still needs some thought</li>
<li>Setting is the library Ioan went to in Mitzvot</li>
<li>Heck, maybe the MC is a librarian</li>
<li>Dear’s getting 256 (-8 admins) together for a sort of anonymous intentional community/social experiment/work of art</li>
<li>It’s all invite only and everyone was vetted to ensure the chances that any of them knew each other was as low as possible and that no one was recognizable</li>
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<li>“We arrived by twos and threes, or perhaps by more.”</li>
<li>Getting to know the rules, the people</li>
<li>Starting to make friends and thus friend groups.</li>
<li>Some talk about such things in the past and how they led to weird attempts at small governance</li>
<li>Biggest problem seems to be boredom</li>
<li>Someone shares their info, gets assassinated</li>