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<li class="done3"> <a href="launch/sys/Ioan/011.html">Launch: sys-side: Ioan</a> - Ioan interviews True Name, finds out they’re still everywhere, steering system, difference between conservatives/liberals is scale of manipulation, liberals think too small (see quote below) - 1975</li>
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<li class="done3"> <a href="secession/sys/Michelle/004.html">Secession: sys-side: Michelle</a> - Acknowledges a few years after dissolution of Council that the clade has gotten out of hand, hints that she basically died when forking, irreversible, muses on how broken she must have been to lead to this situation, goes largely into seclusion to keep herself calm/stable, talking only to May Then My Name and a few others - 1599</li>
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<li class="done3"> <a href="launch/sys/Ioan/012.html">Launch: sys-side: Ioan</a> - Discusses role of each stanza; kind of freaks out at May b/c like finding out your in-laws-ish are the illuminati, though ey comes around because a) she explains need for control as trauma response, and b) tells myth in progress, about how the gods created the world in an attempt to shape it to their will, but instead became impersonal forces in the face of absolute independence; Ioan and May finally fucking get together, discuss irreversibility of that act, since Ioan didn’t fork like Codrin - 2455</li>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="launch/launch/Codrin-pollux/008.html">Launch: launch-side: Codrin#Pollux</a> - 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</li>
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<li class="done3"> <a href="launch/launch/Codrin-pollux/008.html">Launch: launch-side: Codrin#Pollux</a> - 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</li>
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<li class="rejected"> REJECTED - combined with previous Ioan chapter <!--<a href="launch/sys/Ioan/013.html">Launch: sys-side: Ioan</a> -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)--></li>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="launch/phys/Douglas/009.html">Launch: phys-side: Douglas</a> - 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</li>
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<li class="done3"> <a href="launch/phys/Douglas/009.html">Launch: phys-side: Douglas</a> - 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</li>
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<li class="done2"> Epilogue<ul>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="launch/launch/Codrin-castor/009.html">Launch: launch-side: Codrin#Castor</a> - 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) - 894</li>
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<li class="done3"> Epilogue<ul>
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<li class="done3"> <a href="launch/launch/Codrin-castor/009.html">Launch: launch-side: Codrin#Castor</a> - 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) - 894</li>
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<p>After a certain point, when you get so far from the sun, the concepts of day and night stop meaning so much, and you rely instead on long habits borne out of a necessity to sleep, and to sleep generally on the same schedule as others. And if you must do that, you might as well follow the same schedule you’ve always kept, the same day-night cycle that even Earth understands. The same clock ticks across three different Systems.</p>
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<p>And so it is that, in some wonderful serendipity, all three members of the Bălan clade are asleep. Both Codrins have fallen asleep with Dear in their arms, as they so often do, while both versions of Dear’s partner curl a few inches away, never having done well being touched while sleeping. The foxes fit so nicely against their fronts, their fur so soft.</p>
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<p>Ioan sleeps, too, and in eir arms, May dreams. She is somewhere between waking and sleeping, and has been letting herself hover there for the last hour, while she does her best work, building hypnogogic myths out of dreams and reality both. Ioan sleeps with eir arms around her, snoring gently, while she stays curled against eir front, head tucked up under her partner’s chin, tail draped loosely over eir hip. The skunk fits so nicely against eir front, her fur so soft.</p>
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<p>Perhaps the other Odists sleep and dream and snore and curl, too. End Waking does, one supposes, having worn himself out with another day exploring that endless forest, another day climbing trees and clambering through ravines. Serene probably does, too, so that she can use those dreams to build new landscapes; mountains, perhaps, or maybe a swamp. Some instances of True Name must be sleeping, because we know that she must at some point, but others are likely out and about, walking sims, or perhaps planning with any number of different Jonases, scheming and conniving and workshopping and wargaming.</p>
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<p>Douglas sleeps, out there on the dandelion-speckled meadow that he inherited from his long, long, long lost aunt, though he has since built himself a house. He sleeps alone, for though he has made many friends, he has decided that love was not for him, and that itself makes him happy.</p>
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<p>Perhaps the other Odists sleep and dream and snore and curl, too. End Waking does, one supposes, tired after another day exploring that endless forest, another day climbing trees and clambering through ravines doing his best to wear himself out, to sleep, to stop feeling. Serene probably does, too, so that she can use those dreams to build new landscapes; mountains, perhaps, or maybe a swamp. Some instances of True Name must be sleeping, because we know that she must at some point, but others are likely out and about, walking sims, or perhaps planning with any number of different Jonases, scheming and conniving and workshopping and wargaming.</p>
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<p>Douglas sleeps, out there on the dandelion-speckled meadow that he inherited from his long, long, long lost aunt, though he has since built himself a house. He sleeps alone, for though he has made many friends, he has decided that love was not for him, and that in and of itself makes him happy.</p>
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<p>Yared and Debarre and user11824 sleep.</p>
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<p>Ezekiel no longer lives on either launch, is no longer a part of the universe, but one might guess that even prophets sleep.</p>
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<p>Ezekiel no longer lives on either launch, is no longer a part of the universe, but one might guess that even prophets must sleep.</p>
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<p>One who is awake, however, is the astronomer who long ago decided to call himself Tycho Brahe when asked for an interview and then simply decided to keep the name. He is not asleep, because he is too busy alternating between being scared shitless and too excited to breathe.</p>
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<blockquote>
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<p>We hear you. We see you.</p>
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</blockquote>
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<p>“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?”</p>
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<p>Forty days away, now. Closer every second.</p>
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<p>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.</p>
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<p>Someone out there — someone smart, someone moving fast — had heard the repeated pulses of primes broadcast on wideband. They had then 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.</p>
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<p>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.</p>
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<p>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.</p>
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<p>Consent granted.</p>
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<p>Page generated on 2021-09-24</p>
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<p>Page generated on 2021-09-25</p>
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