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<li class="done2"> <a href="launch/sys/Ioan/002.html">Launch: sys-side: Ioan</a> - Expanding scope - 1351</li>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="launch/sys/Ioan/002.html">Launch: sys-side: Ioan</a> - Expanding scope - 1351</li>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="launch/phys/Douglas/001.html">Launch: phys-side: Douglas</a> - Douglas feels a feel while working on the launch - 1021 - TODO merge with below</li>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="launch/phys/Douglas/001.html">Launch: phys-side: Douglas</a> - Douglas feels a feel while working on the launch - 1021 - TODO merge with below</li>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="launch/phys/Douglas/002.html">Launch: phys-side: Douglas</a> - Douglas and May write to each other about the launch - 2722</li>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="launch/phys/Douglas/002.html">Launch: phys-side: Douglas</a> - Douglas and May write to each other about the launch - 2722</li>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="secession/sys/Michelle/001.html">Secession: sys-side: Michelle</a> - Michelle dies among her clade, passing on tasks to first lines (True Name gets launch?) - 1131</li>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="secession/sys/Michelle/001.html">Secession: sys-side: Michelle</a> - Michelle dies among her clade, passing on tasks to first lines (True Name gets launch) - 1131</li>
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<li class="rejected"> <!--<a href="launch/phys/de/001.html">Launch: phys-side: de</a> - -->REJECTED: de no longer a POV character<!-- - Disappointed that launch went through regardless, walks the station in a daze, thinking backwards from current thought - 887~~~--></li>
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<li class="rejected"> <!--<a href="launch/phys/de/001.html">Launch: phys-side: de</a> - -->REJECTED: de no longer a POV character<!-- - Disappointed that launch went through regardless, walks the station in a daze, thinking backwards from current thought - 887~~~--></li>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="secession/phys/Yared/001.html">Secession: phys-side: Yared</a> - Yared uploads, the final before secession - 3080</li>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="secession/phys/Yared/001.html">Secession: phys-side: Yared</a> - Yared uploads, the final before secession - 3080</li>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="launch/launch/Codrin-green/001.html">Launch: launch-side: Codrin#Green</a> - The triad tell each other fictional stories around the remnants of the fire of why they left no forks - 2599</li>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="launch/launch/Codrin-green/001.html">Launch: launch-side: Codrin#Green</a> - The triad tell each other fictional stories around the remnants of the fire of why they left no forks - 2599</li>
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<p>Ioan restrained the impulse to bristle at this. The Ode clade was notorious for their fondness for sensorium messages, those sensations and images that barged in on one’s senses. Ey found them unnerving. Instead, ey said, “Just how much of the early System did your clade influence.”</p>
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<p>Ioan restrained the impulse to bristle at this. The Ode clade was notorious for their fondness for sensorium messages, those sensations and images that barged in on one’s senses. Ey found them unnerving. Instead, ey said, “Just how much of the early System did your clade influence.”</p>
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<p>May Then My Name’s laugh was musical. “I am sure we have lost count. The first lines of each stanza quickly picked up interests of their own — they were in much better communication back then — and each picked up a project of their own, and whenever a new project would come along, they would petition the rest of the clade for the use of a line for a long-running fork. Everything was much more expensive back then, and we would sometimes have to pool our reputation.”</p>
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<p>May Then My Name’s laugh was musical. “I am sure we have lost count. The first lines of each stanza quickly picked up interests of their own — they were in much better communication back then — and each picked up a project of their own, and whenever a new project would come along, they would petition the rest of the clade for the use of a line for a long-running fork. Everything was much more expensive back then, and we would sometimes have to pool our reputation.”</p>
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<p>“What was your stanza’s project?”</p>
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<p>“What was your stanza’s project?”</p>
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<p>“We quickly lost the idea that the whole stanza would be working on similar projects. The first line of mine, though, The Only Time I Know My True Name Is When I Dream — True Name — was instrumental in the secession of the System.”</p>
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<p>“We lost the idea that the whole stanza would be working on similar projects after a while, so they are not as tightly connected any more. The first line of mine, though, The Only Time I Know My True Name Is When I Dream — True Name — was instrumental in the secession of the System.”</p>
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<p>Ioan blinked, startled. “I had no idea. That early?”</p>
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<p>Ioan blinked, startled. “I had no idea. That early?”</p>
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<p>“That was about systime 10+, yes.”</p>
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<p>“That was before we started using systime, yes.”</p>
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<p>“A hundred ninety years ago?”</p>
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<p>“Two centuries ago? I thought Dear said Michelle uploaded after Secession.”</p>
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<p>She nodded, then rested her head back on Ioan’s shoulder.</p>
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<p>She shrugged noncommittally, then rested her head back on Ioan’s shoulder. The alcohol of the night still dogged em, but </p>
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<p>“And the reason for your fork?”</p>
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<p>“And the reason for your fork?”</p>
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<p>“To feel.”</p>
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<p>“To feel.”</p>
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<p>“To feel?”</p>
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<p>“To feel?”</p>
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<p>“To feel. True Name kept spinning off instances to work on such concrete things, I think she forgot how to feel. Emotions became distant out of habit. Touch became a distraction. I was to become her anchor. We would merge every few months after that, though we have settled on once a decade, of late. We will merge once this project is finished.”</p>
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<p>“To feel. True Name kept spinning off instances to work on such concrete things, I think she forgot how to feel. Emotions became distant out of habit. Touch became a distraction. I was to become her anchor. We would merge every few months after that, though we have settled on once a decade, of late. We will merge once this project is finished.”</p>
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<p>“You haven’t diverged too far?” Ioan asked.</p>
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<p>“You haven’t diverged too far?” Ioan asked.</p>
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<p>“We try not to,” the skunk murmured. “That is why I am acting as coordinator. It is a familiar role.”</p>
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<p>“We try not to,” the skunk murmured. “That is why I am acting as coordinator. It is a familiar role.”</p>
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<p>Ioan nodded. “Close enough to secession, I suppose.”</p>
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<p>Ioan nodded. “Close enough to Secession, I suppose.”</p>
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<p>Another moment of silence. The academic permitted some of the drunkenness from the evening to drift away, allowing him to think more clearly. May Then My Name relaxed further against eir side, and ey suspected she was not far away from sleep. Tomorrow, the work would begin in earnest, so ey was tempted to let her sleep, but a question nagged at him.</p>
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<p>Another moment of silence. The academic permitted some of the drunkenness from the evening to drift away, allowing him to think more clearly. May Then My Name relaxed further against eir side, and ey suspected she was not far away from sleep. Tomorrow, the work would begin in earnest, so ey was tempted to let her sleep, but a question nagged at him.</p>
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<p>“May?”</p>
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<p>“May?”</p>
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<p>“I like it when you call me that.”</p>
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<p>“I like it when you call me that.”</p>
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<p>Ioan grinned. “It’s a good name. I had a question, though. How much do you remember from back then?”</p>
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<p>“It’s a good name.” Ioan grinned. “I had a question, though. How much do you remember from back then?”</p>
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<p>She sat bolt upright, wrenching at eir shoulder. “What did you say? Sorry.”</p>
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<p>She sat bolt upright, wrenching at eir shoulder. “What did you say? Sorry.”</p>
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<p>Ey rubbed at eir shoulder, reclaiming eir arm. “It’s okay. How much do you remember from the start of the System?”</p>
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<p>Ey reclaimed eir arm, rubbing at the shoulder. “It’s okay. How much do you remember from the start of the System?”</p>
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<p>“You, my dear, are a fucking genius.” She was on her feet now, pacing back and forth in front of the bench swing. She paused mid-pace to lean down and bump her nose against Ioan’s forehead; her form of a kiss. “Fucking genius.”</p>
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<p>“You, my dear, are a fucking genius.” She was on her feet now, pacing back and forth in front of the bench swing. She paused mid-pace to lean down and bump her nose against Ioan’s forehead; her form of a kiss. “Fucking genius.”</p>
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<p>Given that she appeared to have sobered up, Ioan allowed emself to do the same. “What do you mean?” ey asked.</p>
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<p>Given that she appeared to have sobered up, Ioan allowed emself to do the same. “What do you mean?” ey asked.</p>
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<p>“I want to modify the project scope. Can I tell you a secret?”</p>
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<p>“I want to modify the project scope. Can I tell you a secret?” She was talking quickly now.</p>
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<p>“Yes, of course.”</p>
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<p>“Yes, of course.”</p>
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<p>“I want to modify the project and add in an early history of the system, of the secession. Do you think you would be up for adding that in?”</p>
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<p>“I want to modify the project and add in an early history of the system, of Secession. Do you think you would be up for adding that in?”</p>
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<p>Ioan frowned. “If can I fork for it, I suppose.”</p>
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<p>Ioan frowned. “If can I fork for it, I suppose.”</p>
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<p>May Then My Name laughed. “You are talking to an Odist, of course you can fucking fork.”</p>
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<p>May Then My Name laughed. “You are talking to an Odist, of course you can fucking fork.”</p>
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<p>“Alright, alright. Then what is your secret?”</p>
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<p>“Alright, alright. Then what’s your secret?”</p>
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<p>“I want to write an early history of the system to parallel the current, but it has been two hundred years. We are well past history, and doubtless there are histories already written. Yes, I remember. Of course I do. I remember the secession, I remember uploading, I remember getting lost, I remember everything. We could write a history, but that is all already there. There are paper trails and journals and everything phys-side already knows about us, but–“</p>
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<p>“I want to write an early history of the system to parallel the current. They are very similar, you know, but it has been two hundred years. We are well past history, and doubtless there are histories already written. Yes, I remember. Of course I do. I remember the secession, I remember uploading, I remember getting lost, I remember everything. The all the great and terrible things that we did. We could write a history, but that is all already there. There are paper trails and journals and everything phys-side already knows about us, but–“</p>
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<p>Ioan’s eyes went wide as ey picked up on her idea. “You want to write a mythology.”</p>
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<p>Ioan’s eyes went wide as ey picked up on her idea. “You want to write a mythology.”</p>
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<p>She clapped and bounced excitedly on her feet. “Yes! Yes, a mythology. I know I have mentioned them before, and we had talked about incorporating that aspect with Dear and Codrin. The history is important, and perhaps we can write that too, but now is not the time for only history. Now is the time for–“</p>
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<p>She clapped and bounced excitedly on her feet. “Yes! Yes, a mythology. I know I have mentioned them before, and we had talked about incorporating that aspect with Dear and Codrin. The history is important, and perhaps we can write that too, but now is not the time for only history. Now is the time for–“</p>
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<p>“Stories.”</p>
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<p>“Stories.”</p>
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<p>How different she was than Dear! Individuation is born in the decades and centuries. Ey would never have thought to be so physical with the fox, but as she laughed and slumped back against eir side, ey realized ey had long since fallen into the habit of physicality, of touch. Of, ey realized, feeling.</p>
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<p>How different she was than Dear! Individuation is born in the decades and centuries. Ey would never have thought to be so physical with the fox, but as she laughed and slumped back against eir side, ey realized ey had long since fallen into the habit of physicality, of touch. Of, ey realized, feeling.</p>
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