Part 2: Introduction Period/Early Part (Approximately 4 or 5 years)
Refer to “Protagonist Series” Blue words are like answer keys and notes
Immigrants, vagabonds, scholars, scientists, soldiers, generally deviant youths and less classifiable sorts accelerated faster and faster from old lives, boring lives, and empty lives. They did this via a complex vessel, going though that vast span of (what was widely agreed to be) nothing, interrupted occasionally by small amounts of somethings; the empty space that made up most of the universe. The vessel looked and less than streamlined, being an ugly piece of pure function integrated with components so brilliantly functional, they created their own elegant forms. It shined in mostly yellow colors. It had just left a place that was once an ordinary planet many years ago, though this place had undergone many artificial changes over many eras of its history and now could barely be recognized as one. Half of the vessel‟s passengers could barely understand what the vessel was doing. Even space and planets and infinity were generally unfamiliar or hardly understood concepts for them. These passengers came from two worlds far away from the one they were currently leaving at supersonic speed; primitive ones on which the people scarcely knew of a universe outside. It was mostly for their benefit that this vessel just embarked. The beginning of this trip marked the next era of their lives, when they would decide who they were and what they thought of the universe and everything else. The list of sentient beings, using the term liberally, numbered about 27. Most were human, though some of these started as human and were practically unique species. One creature was a small mammal, and another was an AI (though it was treated as the mind of the ship itself). About half came from very sophisticated places, generally being the world they were leaving now. The other half came from one of two worlds: a primitive one dominated by a massive industrialized metropolis and totalitarian state, known as Homeworld, or its neighbor; an arid, less developed world that was arguably more advanced as its cultures went, known as Barren. They had left their homes for various reasons, and now they forsook them for what could be forever and joined this expedition. The expedition was bound for largely unknown places, or at least places nobody they knew had seen for a long time. The intention of the expedition (which was entirely begun and managed by the people going on it) was to gather knowledge for more or less its own sake and to satisfy some less tangible needs of the voyagers. The arrangement was one familiar to the people from the less advanced worlds, being that one person possessed an amount of authority over the rest. This person was the man who initially brought the unadvanced ones away from their home (not against their will). They knew him by various titles, and also by his name, Nisg. Something to know is that his authority came from their consent. Authority hardly existed on the advanced world he originated from and on the place they just set out from. The accepted second leader was a senior scientist named Vavi who organized the expedition. Coming after her but easily ahead of both and everyone else aboard in terms of capability was the computer. Drop the party. It‟s a used thing, and can probably be replaced by more creative means. Everybody gathered together to watch the world slowly disappear from their view, from a spacious sort of common room, with a large screen meant for this sort of thing. (It was made to look like a window.) The people from the unadvanced worlds felt strong emotions for their own reasons. Mostly uncertainty and enthusiasm. “That may be the last I see of it,” said a woman, who felt very reflective at the moment. “I‟m sorry to see we‟re leaving it.” Her name was Wichiw. She came from the arid world. “It could be leaving us,” said a man from the same world, who loved to bring up these sort of alternate thoughts. His name was Tilkas, and he was from the same world but with ancestry mostly tracing from the other one.
“It was fun,” added someone else who had enjoyed the hedonistic possibilities there and felt finished with them. “You aren‟t accounting for our position. Everything is open to us now. Everything can happen, as far as we know.” This came from a girl named Ulyphia. She had wealth before she left, and she afforded much education before leaving. “I‟m anxious,” announced a girl from the advanced world named Palche. She would be with her own, but her role in this expedition was the same as the company she was with. A number of people on their world felt that she and some others needed to go along as a form of training and of education they could not have at home. “Good for you. I‟m sure I‟m not anxious enough.” This came from a graying man also from the Arid world who smiled kindly to the girl like a generous parent. Although the girl was in reality several years older, she had about the same range of experiences and less maturity than the young people around her. A girl who had known the quaintest life of all of them said: “This is a good day. It‟s the first event of a new part of all our lives. I‟m happy,” and she sat closer to the nearest person, who was another old “youth” and began to talk about her worries. She received little consolation from him, as he shared none of her concerns. He wasn‟t a cocky sort, just ignorant, with practically no awareness of the sort of trip he allowed himself into. When the planet they left was barely more noticeable than any other star, the vessel performed a sort of leap into an area of space away from any star systems. Party occurences Three young men from Homeworld sat together. Two of them were looking around doggedly, and the other was to the left of them and a little slouched and miles away. “So, what do you think of Ludice?” asked Jeel. “What do you mean?” replied Fenorech. “Are you wondering if she‟s available?” Jeel looked away quickly. “No.” “Maybe you haven‟t noticed, but she prefers other women.” “I don‟t understand.” “Sexually. Have you seen how close she is to Wichiw?” “Really? I didn‟t think it.” The two girls left their sight. “Well, if she‟s like that, she‟s too wrong for me anyway.” “Yeah, she‟s strange all right. The rest here are weirder though. Like that crazy woman.” Jeel was smiling, and now he frowned, uncertain. “Who do you mean?” “Saquayal, the Barrener woman who tried to kill you that one time.” Fenorech reminded him. “Oh. Yes! She‟s funny. Scary too, though. I think she doesn‟t care about much at all.” “Yeah. What do you think of Palche, though?” “I like her.” “She‟s certainly nicer than Saquayal. She‟s very considerate, like the rest of her people.” “I don‟t like her because of her people. I like her because she acts like a woman should.” “You mean because she‟s timid?” “I don‟t know. I guess.” Fenorech looked a little bothered, but he only had a vague idea what from. He leaned in to enunciate his comment, “You know, she can do more than most of them.” “What?” “They can all do fairly extraordinary things. Most of them only do little things you don‟t notice. But do you remember the unbelievable things some of them could do? I hear she is similar.” He backed up, finished scaring his friend. “It might be worrying to some, but I wouldn‟t worry. After all, she‟s nice and timid. She probably only chose to be the way she is out of fear. I heard she is terrified of everything outside her world.” “Why? What‟s she scared of?”
“I don‟t know. Just the world outside.” The one who had been quiet the whole time spoke up, “She‟s afraid of us.” “Why? Why should she be?” “It doesn‟t really make sense, I guess. But I would be afraid of us. If we didn‟t have anything to fear from our own people, we wouldn‟t need to leave,” said Ludin. “But I couldn‟t do anything bad, because I‟m not a bad person. She should know us better, then we‟ll be okay.” Jeel began to stand. “Sit down. Now feels like the wrong time to barge up to her, friend.” “Okay.” After his line of logic was killed, he seemed a little exited. “How about the other girls?” “Well, most of the girls here are probably not like you. They are from Samtesri, so you won‟t get along with them. I hear they‟re very old, at least. I know Palche is not as weird as them.” “She‟s a demanding woman. I think she hates us too. I don‟t know why. A woman as pretty as her has every right to be, though.” “It‟s too bad. I doubt she would like to have anything to do with us. Still, you can‟t be certain about these people, so I give you my encouragement.” “Good. Do you think I should try Ulyphia?” “You won‟t have a chance.” “Why not? She‟s nice. She did a lot for us.” “I can‟t explain it, I think.” Ludin broke into the conversation again. “She is uninterested in small minded men. She is levels better than us.” He returned to silence once again. The other two stayed silent for a moment. They weren‟t offended, but just surprised. Momentarily, a youngish girl came to them and sat down without a word. She kept in a tight profile, and held her eyes cast down. Jeel lowered his voice and pretended not to notice her. “What about Iviri?” “That isn‟t something you should consider.” “Why not? My sister was married when she was . She‟s about 16.” Fenorech noticed Iviri‟s increasing discomfort. “I think she wants to be alone.” “Why would she come to us if she wanted to be left alone?” He pointed out. “Hello there. Having fun?” said Jeel. Iviri did not reply. Fenorech said “I don‟t think Iviri feels well. Are you scared of some people?” She was half Barrener herself, but it wasn‟t as noticeable as in other people. She talked somewhat quickly. “I feel unsafe. I don‟t want to talk to anybody right now.” “Why not, girl?” asked Jeel, cocking his head to look in her eyes. “”Hey, don‟t you want to talk to me? You know, I hear people only stop talking when they don‟t want others to know something.” The grey-haired man, who the two of them didn‟t know as well as her, walked to them and interrupted, “She doesn‟t have to talk. I can tell you why.” Jeel looked dumbly and just said “Okay.” “I didn‟t know you could hear us that far, Wycgolnkh.” asked Fenorech. “Yes, I heard your conversation. I think you‟ve forgotten some things. Let me remind you of her story. She has lived in a valley on Barren her whole life. She knew nothing outside it. She almost only knew her parents and siblings until you world‟s army wandered in and they all died. I know little of what she feels, and I believe none of us can either. We have wandered three worlds with enthusiasm, but she came along out of fear for herself. Although the Samtesri people were nice, she probably came with because the only people she actually knows are here.” “It‟s not that scary.” Said Jeel after a moment. “It‟s not scary to you. You followed your friend across your world and then across another, and you trusted him the whole way. Would you have come with had your friend Ludin stayed behind?” “No. I‟m loyal to this man. I believe in him, even if he doubts himself.” He looked to Ludin. He had been silently sitting in a chair, smoking. He remained so.
“And if it weren‟t for him, would you come with?” “Maybe.” “I think you wouldn‟t. You would probably latch onto somebody else, as you do. Are you certain about yourself, Fench?” “No, Wycgolnkh. I think I would still be a happily ignorant soldier. You‟re right. I know can‟t relate to her.” “I‟m glad. She doesn‟t want to talk for the same reasons Ludin there doesn‟t want to.” Ludin looked bothered. “That‟s not why I‟m being quiet.” He said, a little passively. Wycgolnkh paused for a moment and said “I see. You‟re more like a Barrener then you think.” Ludin gave no comment. “It‟s hard enough, being alive. We can afford to be gentler now,” As he walked away, the girl followed him. “I was dragged along. I think I‟d rather have stayed on Barren, but friendship brought me along.” They shared experience. Another person sat alone and just smoked. His name was Ludin. A little while after the gathering began to disperse, Ulyphia walked to him. He was staring blankly, but he stirred when she approached. “You deserve thanks. You played quite a part in this. “ He smiled a little. “Not much. None of it would have happened without you.” “That‟s true. The same can be said for you, though. We helped each other.” He looked away again. “Yes.” He inhaled more smoke. “Are you smoking because you‟re so uncomfortable that you need to numb yourself?” “It helps.” “What are you uncomfortable about?” “I don‟t think I know.” “I see. Are you aware that those cigarettes do more than partially numb your emotions? They were made to slow down your mind too.” “I know.” Ashes fell onto his coat, a very tattered general‟s uniform of his home nation (Which was now, by the knowledge he could gather, possibly collapsed). “Even what we just said bothers me.” “You mean over who should be thanked?” He made a motion of agreement. “I forgot that it would. Would you rather not hear this sort of thing?” “Certainly. If you can avoid giving me any uncertainty or doubt or new confusion…” “…newness?” She said it as somebody anticipating bad news. “Yes. I would be happy without that.” “If you really want it so. You may find trouble avoiding that in the imminent future.” “I know. I‟ll face it when it happens. I plan to smoke, decide on how I will feel, and then feel it.” “I don‟t expect it to work well.” After she said this, Ludin inhaled some more. The negative thinking of her people troubled him often. “This trip is meant to help us change. It will happen to you eventually.” She got up to leave him to his thoughts. “Can we talk some more later?” he added. This reminded her of a time years ago, when he was a friendless slave. Lately he had reverted in some ways to when they were kids. “Naturally.” “The hardest part of our lives are behind us.” “Don‟t forget you are always being observed.” “By our computer.” “Don‟t call it ours. She‟s her own.”
Their future was characterized when Nisg summed it up that day. What follows are things he said and thought. We are a vehicle. We will not control you. We try not to benefit or harm you. You are on the universe, and we will cultivate you in a very liberal way for your sake and for ours. Every person is valued and so we allow you to have as much help as we can give. We are doing what you want. Your future is in your hands, and we are here now to promote it. We will not always be with you, in fact we can leave now if you wanted us to. We are keeping you aloof of everything. There is little to stop you from making great decisions already, but we have some critical limits we will exercise while you are with us that will prevent you from, say, taking your own vessel and changing planets. You are capable of all this but for us. If you really wanted to leave and start doing things, you could, but I think you are aware of what may happen to you in this huge universe of many powers. You are aware that you are imperfect and unsuitable, and that is why you are on this trip. I want to help you, but I will hold you back. You can leave, but you shouldn‟t. I am doing this out of generosity, but also out of some feelings responsibility and to be responsible for whatever potentially great things may happen. We are letting you do as you will, but also keeping some control over you. We want to preserve you, but also to change you. If you‟re unclear, here it is plainly: We will present things to you, and at all times you may do as you will unless we decide to interfere.
Meeting of the advanced people The “adults” gathered in another part of the vessel and conversed. They were known as the adults since one of the principal differences between these people of Samtesri and the rest was their age. They all numbered in the triple digits while the others mostly numbered around the 20‟s. They sat in the main controlling room, where they planned the first day‟s itinerary. Most of them could fit a narrow description of human, but not all since some of them desired to change themselves thoroughly from the “basic” form. Spirits were high. They expected generally good things from this trip. Supervisor Nisg sat in a chair from which the entire room could be viewed. He called, “Let‟s start being serious please. Computer, review the plan for tomorrow beginning at this moment.” The computer, personified by a display that always appeared when he addressed anyone and by a neutral voice, gave the review: “Now we rest in deep space to allow the passengers to adjust and to have an interval before their first landfall. In slightly less than one day, this vessel will perform a series of jumps around the outer areas of the galaxy to give the illusion of faster-than-light flight in order to acquaint the passengers with the area. Afterwards, this vessel will begin its scheduled circuit of worlds. Upon reaching the first world, actions taken depend on evaluation of situation.” After the report, Vavi the head scientist spoke first. “Now that we have begun, I want to finalize the matter of what this expedition is for.” Everyone there could agree that she acted in the most professional, authoritative, and annoying way. “I hope that we will focus principally on discovery and secondly on education. I will be very unhappy if this becomes a casual expedition and we put anything before these objectives. That is not what I joined for and I believe anything else is an inefficient use of this expedition.” Most of them agreed. Most of them were academics. Nisg showed no change in his manner “I am aware. But don‟t forget that this trip in not for your benefit. I am willing to please everyone, and so there will be times when these kids receive more than you. Things here will be different than home, but I‟m not going to let anybody be treated unfairly. However, I will be using the concept of property occasionally. This is my vessel and I‟m doing what I want with it.” Some objections ensued, and the point came up over who everyone was on this ship. Nisg announced: “I am going to explain why I am the authority, and anything you are unfamiliar with can be elaborated on by the sociologist later. He knows how this sort of thing works. The arrangement is that I own this vessel because I received it and earned it, meaning that by most structures of thinking it is mine.
Also, most of us agree that we need an authority for matters of guidance, and have consented that I should be the authority. Additionally, the computer, as far as can be said, is on my side. Therefore, I have rights and the means to enforce these. I‟m not demanding and I will try to settle any issues.” One scientists said “This explanation is good enough for me. I can adapt to a system like this. In fact, I want to mention that we are even now being somewhat hypocritical. We are exercising power like „elders‟ by not including the others on this debate.” After this, a light philosophical debate ensued, which was quite normal on Samtesri. They all resolved to tolerate the present arrangement. Even though many views differed in huge ways, these people naturally tolerated these things. This, agreed many, was a result of having infinite lifespans. “I‟m glad this is settled. I was worried this might continue longer.” They went on to coordinate and arrange for tomorrow, for the most part relying on the computer for this as most of them had no recent experience in “organized things”. They then finished the conference and went their own ways. Nisg the controller was noticeably different from the people of Samtesri and the known advanced worlds. He was a deviant from irregular people. Although they differed among themselves in much stronger ways than people from less advanced societies did, they could be grouped by certain similarities. Unlike them, Nisg spent a long time away from the place he called home. The young people the ship carried were people who left a primitive place for a more advanced one. Nisg spent many years doing the opposite. The reasons these people did anything could be very complex and varied. He decided to be a freelance transporter because he personally desired things such as discovery, time alone, and a radical change for his life. Among various jobs and places he explored, he eventually came to the system of the Arid and the Industrial world, where he became tied with the events that brought a number of their inhabitants to Samtesri and then to this expedition. Vavi remains unhappy “This is a primitive vessel. What are we going to do with it?” “It‟s not primitive. It‟s simplified.” “I think we can trust each other with a plain authoritarian structure.” They weren‟t organized, just self-arranged as they wished. Some stood in the place they were when the meeting started, some chose very comfortable places, those who had and still used it positioned themselves in the room by the instinctive human arrangements of body language and social signals, and others acted in ways that might appear apathetic (though only one of them was). “I‟m bringing you along because you seemed compatible with these people, being similar enough. You have similar needs, you can relate, and you can bridge the gap to whatever they may grow into in the future.” “I thought we were taking stock of the area surrounding us and bringing the children along.” “There are people on this trip who don‟t need to be here.” Godly Person visits The captain is met by a godly-person. Nobody else hears the conversation, but it bothers some people, especially because some unknown person materializes in the thing and draws a lot of attention. This person comes to them later as well.
The computer analyzes them psychologically in individual sessions. Maybe it does this on its own when it comes to Ludin, as he‟d rather talk to Ulyphia. It listens in, and perhaps it also has her in on it as it suggests things to her by making sounds at a pitch she would her, but not him. It does the same for everyone else. “I‟m constantly afraid I‟m in an illusion. It‟s not just because they did it there, but also because I‟ve always been afraid of this my whole life.”
A Conversation between Ludin and Ulyphia [Presents much of his personality and issues.] The vessel‟s original design optimized for transport. In its last few decades, Nisg used it for transporting hundreds of people at a time. Now it carried much less, and everybody received a spacious, private cabin when the trip began. Most personalized their rooms, as the vast amount of practically free resources meant they had a wealth of things to do with their rooms. The “student‟s” rooms tended to be frivolous, not suiting any purposes as they would need to on some other vessels. They turned out as apartments. Few received window seats, though most wanted them. Ludin didn‟t. His room rested in a row across from the row on the left edge of the vessel, across from Ulyphia‟s. It was not very different from the sort of place he lived in for most of his life. All of the dwelling rooms were about the same size, but his felt cramped. Despite not having much, the furniture took up as much space as possible, with nothing against the walls. It was also filled with oddities. The sort of person who resided there would probably give an analyst in personalities a hard time figuring him out because his was a personality in transition (more than most of his peers), a second adolescence. Very old or at least old looking things he collected in his travels, a prominent collection of guns, a hoard of things he found on Samtesri that piqued his interest but were otherwise useless to him, mechanical oddities, and efficient furniture littered the place in a way that possibly made it as cramped as possible. One screen rested on a wall mount, the only source of light in the room, showing the stars from a viewpoint on the ship. These stars shined more brilliantly and clearly than they he or Ulyphia had ever seen. Ludin sat in a chair, in the dark, watching the screen. He noticed Ulyphia some moments after she arrived. “Oh. Hello. It‟s no trouble for me if you turn on the lights, you know.” It was totally out of politeness that he said this. All the passengers knew that her race possessed keen senses. “You know it makes no difference.” She took a seat. “You want them off.” He showed no movement for a moment after this. “Are you my friend?” “Of course.” “I‟ve heard of people being friends because they feel sorry for them.” “That happens. Did somebody suggest this to you?” “Saquayal brought it up.” “You may be happier and smarter ignoring her.” “Okay. I‟ll try, but I can‟t.” “Is this all you wanted to talk about?” “No. I‟m confused and I want you to help me.” “Why me? You know you have many friends here. You‟ve spent at least a few months with all of us.” “I don‟t feel like talking with Ulyphia isn‟t meant to be an insightful, very benevolent person at this point. anyone else.” Maybe move some parts into conversations with or add some other characters “Oh. Do you in, such as the computer, advanced person, or someone generally benevolent. trust anyone else?” “I don‟t know. You‟re smarter than anyone I may trust anyway.” “The people from Samtesri are smart.” “I don‟t feel comfortable with them at all.”
“Why? They are probably nicer than anyone on either of our worlds.” “They are certainly kindly. There are just things that bother me though.” “Are you paranoid? I don‟t think there is anything wrong with them. I‟m more suspicious and alert than you, but they seem very trustworthy to me.” “Yes, but they aren‟t appealing. They‟re just so strange.” “Oh. I understand now.” “What is it?” “You‟re delayed. In time you will feel better about them. Maybe you‟ll feel better about all of this.” “Oh. I feel like you are using indirect language, which I don‟t understand. But besides that, I don‟t know if I should feel better about this, or if I want to. I‟m not sure if I did the right thing at home, or if I‟m still doing the right thing.” “You really didn‟t want to come on this expedition, did you?” “I don‟t know.” He squirmed in his seat. “Why, would you say, I am here?” “You were caught in circumstances. You had to leave home, and then you could have stayed on Barren, but you came to Samtesri. And now you‟re on this trip. We have our reasons. I think you want to find the right place, where everything is right and perfect and you can be comfortable and happy. Is that it?” “I meant why I exist and why things happen as they have...” “From what I‟ve learned, there are no reasons for these things, only causes.” “Yes. I have difficulty with that explanation. I don‟t understand it and I don‟t like it. No explanations seem right. Besides that, much is wrong. I mean, what do I do now? Besides touring the bounds of humanity, am I meant to enjoy myself? For a long time, I‟ve always had something I had to do or felt I needed to do.” “You can choose to do something on your own. If you choose to learn, it can only help.” “I can make things well. I suppose I can help others too if I make useful things.” “I wasn‟t going to suggest that, but it‟s a start.” “Very well. I‟ll learn to do something on my own on your suggestion.” “So they are all places. Why is there a brighter, denser part?” “At first I heard that it was all a collection of the same things as either world and our sun, but nothing conclusive was decided. Anyway, it turns out they are basically that. “You might get a pet.” “Are you going to eat it?” “No. I think you should better understand the way we approach these things…” “Well, they were very weird.” “Weird? You used to enjoy weird.” “Nobody died over my choices until recently. The unusual has led me much farther than I ever imagined.” “Ever?” “I‟m counting things as problems to be resolved later.” “What‟s this?” “I‟m holding it for ___” “But he‟s dead.” “I don‟t know what to do with it, so I‟m holding it. I will resolve it later.” “Everybody else seems cured of their problems.”
“I have problems too. I‟m at ease with having them at the moment.” “I suggest you wait for the resolution.” “You depend on me a lot.” Needs her now, like a druggie in a hard time needing support. Is this what I want to happen? Remember he has other friends “Am I what I should be? Am this all meant to happen? Is anything?” “Changing in any way is so much easier for you.” Sitting in a cave. “It seems you didn‟t become depressed until we left the planet.” know.” “I suppose my world is something else now. I don‟t think I want to go back. I don‟t want to
A conversation between Akasquir and Vavi and some other advanced people. “Hello lady. Who are you?” Vavi bothered to divert her attention from a tangle of information. She noticed him wandering around a while ago and had hoped he would go away. She glowered, “My name is Vavi. I am the secondmost responsible person on this vessel.” The fierce-looking young man casually leaned against her table a few feet away. He already held some bendy, pointy, lighted item he had found, playing with it. “My you‟re annoyed, aren‟t you? I think I can guess what you want to do with me. First asserting your authority, you hope to go on to convince me that I will leave you alone, because I am a student and an inferior and you are the teacher and boss. Are you aware my people have a reputation for being anti-authority?” His assessment, though true enough, left her unperturbed. “I suggest you don‟t try to assess us. You primarily lack the knowledge, experience, and otherwise the similarities. You are correct in that I don‟t want you here. Will you leave?” He remained casual and defiantly sat on the table. Then he started moving on to other objects around his reach, which Vavi felt tempted to snatch away. “I‟m just passing time. I like your people, and your one of the few I haven‟t met here.” He put his hand flat on his chest and nodded at her, a general motion of greeting that most people he knew of accepted. “My name is Akasquir Anorang.” She motioned toward the variety of machines and other assorted objects. “I‟m Vavi. If you want to make new friends, you may as well ignore me. I‟m busy, child.” She began to try to carry on with her work regardless of him. “When aren‟t you busy?” “I‟m always busy. While you sleep, I‟ll be busy. While the others are at leisure, I‟ll be busy. You see, there are few among my people who try to make progress anymore, and I wish make up for the loss of progress during the recent millennia. Now that you know this, please leave me to it.” She turned as if she settled the matter. “That‟s quite an undertaking. I would imagine that somebody with so much time would have some interludes. ” Norvarcie, the resident sociologist/psychologist interrupted. “Hey Akasquir. I see you‟re meeting Vavi and her ideals.”
Akasquir acted generally friendly toward him. Smiling, he said, “She reminds me of a Larli.” (A Larli is a small furry mountain beetle-dog, known to constantly work on its own little projects and to react with immense annoyance when it‟s disturbed) “Yes. She is very industrious. It‟s funny in the way that she‟s different from people who are all different. I doubt you can convince her to be otherwise, if that‟s what you want to do. Anyway, do you mind if I take her for a moment?” “Bring her back when you‟re done.” Norvarcie motioned her to come off to the side with him. “Vavi, I doubt he is going to just leave you. He is clearly intent on getting leeway from you, probably because you gave him an introduction he didn‟t like. I suggest you let him win this and talk to him for a while.” “Is this the sort of thing all his people do?” “I believe most impudent young men do, yes.” He knew Akasquir was proud in a way of being impudent. “I‟d rather not. He‟s so annoying. I‟d appreciate it if you distracted him for me.” He knew that her saying that prevented it from happening. By the almost unconscious reflex of bending his ears toward them, Akasquir showed that he was listening. “I doubt that will work. I advise you try my suggestion.” “Very well. Can we arrange an instructional session soon, so I can handle them?” She seemed increasingly irritated with the situation. “Um, yes. We can talk about it later. Better get to it anyway. The sooner you give him his satisfaction the sooner you can get back to your work.” He wanted to finish this conversation before she revealed more annoyance. That might further commit Akasquir. They walked back to the table. “Sorry to break the conversation. I suppose you had things to talk about.” He wandered a short ways away, close enough to still hear them and intercede on either one‟s behalf. Vavi could see him but not Akasquir, so he could let her know if she was doing the wrong thing. Vavi decided she would play along, but not that she would like it. She began one of those distracted work periods, where she tolerated his presence while making no effort to act interested. “You may have met my sister. She is an academic, or she tries to be anyway. She knows plenty and has the logic worked out, but she doesn‟t act like a scholar. Ulyphia Anorang?” “No.” “You should. I think you would get along. She appreciates your sort. Academics, I mean. Not cold bossy people. Have you ever been to my planet? The Aristocracy people called it Barren because they thought of it as empty. The most common culture there is a secular order of monks who are all academics. They taught her formally. Not me, though. Our mother didn‟t want to pay so much for me. She let me have Aristocratic Nation education. The neighbors thought it was open-minded of her to do that, but in fact their schools were all about teaching close mindedness. I lived without my family since an early age. It might seem strange, but it‟s not there. Anyway, I learned plenty. I learned from the official scholars, but most things I learned on my own.” Noticing a lack of response, he paused here to choose a more distracting topic. “I didn‟t see my family for years until I heard that Ulyphia needed me for something. Apparently there was opportunity to visit the other world. I‟d heard just about every rumor on the world and wanted to see it myself. I was certain it was a dislikeable place because they had a few cities and bases on my world, but I still wanted to go because they offered so many opportunities. All I had to do was help out a mutual friend. More her friend than mine, but still an old friend anyway. I managed to get a ride on a vessel similar to this one, though it was very hard. I had to go through many people in that monk order, and they eventually told me of a place where a chartered ship was transporting people one-way if they promised to serve the nation. I had run-ins with them before, but lying about my allegiance was no problem. Afterwards, my friends and I had to find an address in an endless metropolis of identical buildings. More like one huge building really.” Vavi paid attention for a moment here on the non-verbal suggestion of Norvarcie. “Plus, everyone there was horribly racist. I had to lie and sneak for days to reach the place. It turned out to be a miserable hole, but I made plenty of money anyway because they were a
criminal base. Eventually the authorities found us. We ran for a while, but there was really no place to run to. After they caught us, it turns out the King liked us and so in exchange for a promise from the friend I came to help in the first place to be one of his Aristocrats, the rest of us end up back home. That would seem to be the end of it, but no. The ship that took us back was this one, and Nisg let us know that he was thinking of leaving the transport business in a year or so and he wouldn‟t mind taking us with. Plus, the King of the Nation was sloppy and his government divides. The presence it had on my world completely crumbles since it was quite pathetic to begin with because they were stupid and few liked them. My mother was really distraught by this, and so my friends and I waited patiently for her to let my sister out of her control. Around the same time, the friend we were helping turns up too. We had no plans anyway, so we set out on a tour. Most of us decided already that we were leaving indefinitely, so we would have one last look around. That‟s how we accumulated most of the people with us now.” By the time he finished, a variety of onlookers had gathered. Some of the other scientists (if their casual interest in learning could be said to make them that), who had been concentrating on their own interests, were gathered nearby. Most already heard the story, but not from him. Vavi, however, hadn‟t given him any more attention than before. “Is that what happened? I thought it was much simpler.” “Discounting distortions of perspective, the description is adequately similar to the facts.” The computer is always there. Shortly after, he said: “I‟m going now. This area always bothers my ears.” He returned later, though. He went on to make a hobby out of bothering her, and she later told Norvarcie to improve his advice so as not to hurt situations but improve them. “I‟d like to see more of you, strange woman.” “If you are thinking of a more than friendly relationship, know now that I disposed of that part of me long ago.” He pondered a moment. “I suppose that explains some things…” Sometime, there is an exploration into Ulyphia’s character. This time it’s in her room. It‟s very luxurious, but also with some academic things of learning. “You look different since we arrived.” He is there because she was at his. “If you can brain scan us, what‟s the point of conducting interviews?” “It serves many purposes. Explaining the purposes is likely to reduce the effectiveness.”
Their introduction to the galaxy “We went on this trip because we knew each other. We knew the captain, and our friends were going on it too. Otherwise, we could have probably gotten a nicer trip for ourselves. Why are we still here?” Ludin apologizes to Nisg. “I‟m sorry. You have been incredibly generous to me. I shouldn‟t doubt you and your people.” Ulyphia and Qesc come into conflict. “You strained this out, Ulyphia. You kept it longer than I did. I don‟t know how they do it there, but anger doesn‟t stay long with us.”
Ludin is given some sort of implant that synchronies him to use his most reputed ability, his shooting, to inhumanly excellent degree. He takes it perhaps for reasons of concern for others, and then makes full use of it by overcoming insurmountable odds, such as shooting a missile with a bullet (he implant makes the observations and does that math, and lets him do it by deciding he wants to, then it does the rest). The implications and consequences are the real problem. He feels he‟s not one who should be trusted with this ability. He has it retracted. Although he got the gift from one party and used it to help another, someone else points out that it means one party benefited, the one that he didn‟t like lost, the people he took it from are the same, and he has more Karma for it.
A device is needed very strongly, and characters try desperately to get it. Later, it‟s replicated perfectly on the ship.
The kids get bored after while as most of them have different desires and goals. “You should teach us more about open-mindedness, Ludin. I still don‟t understand or get it.” “I am no kind of expert on that.” Ludin and his two old friends are sort of the fighters. They are the first to fight. They The advanced people generally treated it as fun, like most things they did.
Vavi “I have objectives. I have few internal conflicts. I am a scientist more than anything else.” To Nisg “You‟re much nicer than any other authority I‟ve known.” “That place was comfortable for you, wasn‟t it? You seemed very content.” “Something draws me here. It seems like it will be wrong of me, but I do it anyway.” A superpowerful being, maybe Gil, generates a seemingly perfect gold cube. It‟s symmetrically arranged atoms in a symmetrical molecular arrangement in a symmetrical shape. The being says that it seems perfect, but it is not. For example, other forces began affecting it, such as other atoms touching it. As soon as it became real, it couldn‟t be perfect. “What should I be?” “They‟re such negative thinkers. Maybe there‟s something to be said for that.” Ludin eventually reveals that he killed his own uncle.
In the thing I‟m writing, I could get the characters by making them all say something deep that
“You‟re so benevolent to us and each other, but when we do things to others you don‟t care?” “No, we care. We just don‟t do much of anything.” “I have a simple friend. He‟s very frank and unformed. He even licks himself in public. He‟s a cat.” “I wish I could be simple, but it gets harder and harder.” “Now I‟m told there are many more than two paths. I wish it were simpler.” The way it is on the ship they have an approach of very liberal teaching, even letting them do things against their teacher‟s wishes. “How powerful are people? Will they be at the peak someday soon?” “No, because there is no limit.” Stunned “You mean there are gods among humans?” “Most that could be said to be in existence are probably at least at such a level.” “Don‟t you think that‟s scary?” A Barrener:”And you‟re not afraid of humans having such power?” “There are plenty of reasons to be at ease about it. You might not call them human besides that.” “With the possibly and practically infinite power of humans, especially at imperceptibly super levels, why don‟t they make all things right at once?” “That is a profound and complex question; one that you shouldn‟t just learn from a simple person-toperson explanation. Suffice it to say that there are many rather capable powers and many viewpoints. Besides, actual need to do much of anything has been surpassed for many, which makes things very different from how you understand them to be.” The translators on the ship work almost invisibly. The computer gathers data to figure out the language, and then some sound emitting device in their ears relays between the ship and them or it has its own language processing it retains the information. It usually works quite well. “What about the death of the universe? Won‟t it end eventually?” “There is too much going on at that level to explain. If left entirely on its own, it would end eventually, but keep in mind that very much is artificial. This universe itself probably came about by artificial means, which would explain the number of humans within it.” “I‟ve reached the conclusion that you are still guiding us according to your will. You don‟t interfere much when we do things, but you choose where we go in the first place.” “We do what we can so that we don‟t suggest to you what is right and wrong” The computer yelled out one word over the communication, “sabotage”, and from then on it could not be restored… “You want me to be independent, but also open to changing.” “The cosmos is a wash of technology, but it‟s mostly those that aren‟t advanced enough who get hurt.” “They have to be here because they are the stock of beings for others to experience certain things on. Not everyone gets to live forever.”
They fail often, and then their teachers make up for it usually. New member literally has an overly strong libido, being too high at times to function. For his race, it‟s just natural and to be expected. He can‟t bear it. None of his other people are here, and not enough sex to be had. He considers becoming gay, too. Awkward accommodation. Some have a very clinical approach, and the ones that don‟t instead feel very put off. The ship is being abandoned, and someone want to take the computer in a device so it survives. Instead it copies itself into the thing while also keeping itself in the ship to control it for the safety of the rest of them. It considers itself to still be tolerably alive, but others feel/think that it‟s wrong. “I may if I were formatted differently.” They amount of concessions they get, such as instant translation or in-body modifications to allow for comfort on worlds varies, such as translation being one-way or having breathing apparatus instead. “The computer got mad, or something like it. We‟re stuck without it for a while.” “What do you people do up there?” “We‟ll meet up later here.” “Wait, what if I arrive there on time? Are we left behind?” The women make their own interest group Strange creatures communicating with very foreign ways that they don‟t pick up on for a while. “If it weren‟t for us running, those guys wouldn‟t have died.” Show them as the exploiters, circumventing silly systems. “Fine. We had a deal. She can go.” …”You made the wrong choice.” People who abide by these systems faithfully, when they aren‟t ones that are about extremism, probably tend to be the more enlightened ones too. But later, they are considerate enough (despite being more right than they were before) to not do that, because they are more advanced. The differences had been growing stronger for weeks. Among the most patient, calm, amiable people I‟ve ever met, one of them eventually declared that “This isn‟t working.” It was a seemingly calm moment, but everyone knew things would be different. [Date 2.25 up or 2.3 up] Is smart enough to kill the bad guy. [2.2] “If everything is going to fade, why do anything?” “We do it for your philosophical protection.” “You have something incredible available to you, something which is rare even in our society. The propulsion we use was a result of practically incalculable lifetimes of development. Even our first civilization of all the generations only managed to create it before their end, and it‟s still being perfected. Very few of us on this vessel can operate it.”
“You have been alive for so long. I imagine you‟ve seen and know much more than my people combined. So, what are you doing with your life? Is this all there is?” “Therein is our most popular problem. You may find, as more becomes plain to you, that you don‟t know what to do with yourself.”
“You are unnatural.” “You think so?” I didn‟t know what to say, since I expected either to bounce off him.
He acts by the simple principals, not even considering their meaning and such. He wants to punish because he thinks it‟s simply what they deserve. He was more actively-minded when he was younger, and he‟s somewhat of a changed person from that. Ludin considers many things his fault. He was trained that way, tending to blame himself before everyone else. “If it weren‟t for us running, those guys wouldn‟t have died.” Show them as the exploiters, circumventing silly systems. “Fine. We had a deal. She can go.” …”You made the wrong choice.” People who abide by these systems faithfully, when they aren‟t ones that are about extremism, probably tend to be the more enlightened ones too. But later, they are considerate enough (despite being more right than they were before) to not do that, because they are more advanced. “If everything is going to fade, why do anything?” “You‟re living on facts that aren‟t for certain yet, like a machine designed on unproved theories.” “We do it for your philosophical protection.” “You have something incredible available to you, something which is rare even in our society. The propulsion we use was a result of practically incalculable lifetimes of development. Even our first civilization of all the generations only managed to create it before their end, and it‟s still being perfected. Very few of us on this vessel can operate it.”
“You have been alive for so long. I imagine you‟ve seen and know much more than my people combined. So, what are you doing with your life? Is this all there is?” “Therein is our most popular problem. You may find, as more becomes plain to you, that you don‟t know what to do with yourself.”
Something expressed by Ludin is that it‟s particularly upsetting that things are so much less consistent than he used to think. People often express things as if they apply to absolutely all of what or who they are describing. It may just be terminology, but considering that people don‟t often go out of their way to avoid generalizations it probably expresses that it‟s common to think that way. Ulyphia and her people don‟t have a circadian rhythm, so maybe they fall asleep at the wrong times occasionally.
For the people on the ship, one of the goals they have for their apprentices is for them to have chances to enjoy discovering things themselves. “Explore uncharted territory yourself. It isn‟t strictly uncharted, but it‟s going to be very new for you.” An example of confident, positive thinking being bad is made when someone considers a problem to be properly solved, or something to be fairly resolute, and it turns out to be wrong. Positive makes oversomething, such as over-confidence. Negative goes under. Better safe than sorry? Not that one would be inclined to feel sorry, in this case. It‟s fair to include a negative-thinking fault of being under certain. By their science and years of perfection, any want of feeling can be satisfied. “It‟s pointless to experience anything when it‟s effect can be perfectly replicated.” Have to go beyond living for feelings. Live for something else, like a purpose. Really committed to staying and to helping someone. They take him away. Later, the relevance of it seems so small. A hologram has no existential issues, but they insist that it should. One of the things their mentors want for them is to learn in the right way and have the right process. “Some people take it too fast, and they get everything they could want and simply end up being bored. That‟s just one of the ways.” Among the Ontological and philosophical things that my characters go though, one long-running issue is over whether they are in a simulation. IT starts when they see that it‟s how they handle many people on their first advanced world. “I‟m used to hearing static on the radio. For once, there is nothing. Completely quiet.” They seriously consider him too potentially dangerous at one point. Explore natural and artificial expectations. Person has been known to be very calm and benevolent and well-tempered. He gets frustrated. “You‟re acting different just now. I haven‟t known you to be like this. Why?” At a loss for explanation. Emotions have been overcoming lately. Humorously, says “Because I‟m a male. Sometimes this happens.” “Ah, and that‟s how people are then? The human male is not always capable of maintaining itself?” “All I meant was that it‟s not so strange for my gender to be like that.” “But you‟ve always been a different sort. I‟ve never seen you angry at all.” “What do you expect of me? I‟m very frustrated. “He‟s been changed. He was a fairly regular human until his surgery. He was unconscious, and they put him under and changed him. He is very subject to suggestion.” “But do you think it‟s wrong?” “A long time ago, before I was much of an adult, I was living on my primitive home world. I wondered about ontological things often, but I wan‟t much for math. In college, the admissions person asked me, „Why do you want to be a sociologist?‟, and I said something like „The universe is only viewable with limitations. If I can understand these limitations better, I can understand the universe
better.‟, and he said „To me it sounds like you should be taking psychology.‟, and I said „That would seem to be the obvious choice, but I would attribute more of what makes us to external factors, particularly each other.‟ Even then, I could see I had some kind of unique view. Not much later, I had a chance to leave, and I took it readily. It was a hundred and sixty years ago, but I still have much to learn.” “Don‟t you mind that you aren‟t as special here?” “Not at all.” “Only proceed if ye be good people of valor.” “I see where this is going. Count us out.” “You tell me, then, that you are bad people of shame?” “No. But you will think so.” “Were there any gods then?” “As far as I know there weren‟t. I can find out.” “No, I don‟t care. It really doesn‟t matter.” Said pretty late.
The way it is on the ship they have an approach of very liberal teaching, even letting them do things against their teacher‟s wishes. The translators on the ship work almost invisibly. The computer gathers data to figure out the language, and then some sound emitting device in their ears relays between the ship and them or it has its own language processing it retains the information. It usually works quite well. Some characters say “I think” and some say “I feel”