[TRANSMISSION REQUEST INBOUND. PARTICIPANTS: Ten Ounces Of Enriched Egg White (ADMIN, URAD), Unit of Radioactive Decay, Granite Pillars Stained By Statuesque Memories Of A Thousand Hands]
[Live Broadcast]
URAD: Hello? Is this reaching you?
URAD: Your communications towers appear to be somewhat degraded. it took several tries to-
TEN OUNCES (crosstalk, from out of frame): You degrade my efforts! Several tries and me fixing the formatting, as well.
URAD: Several tries and my administrator's assistance in order to get a signal through. Your upkeep seems to be rather neglected, group senior. But I expect that it would be quite difficult to keep one of your age running in the first place. I am told that I should keep an amiable relationship with my group's senior, but I believe that Ten Ounces was more enthusiastic to meet you than I.
TEN OUNCES (faint, from out of frame): Granite Pillars Stained By Statuesque Memories Of A Thousand Hands is the oldest surviving iterator, and it would be an honor to learn anything she might still have in her archives.
URAD (directed towards indeterminate point to left of frame): As has been true for the past twelve times you have mentioned this.
URAD: Truthfully, I do not know what value there is that I can gain from this, besides simply being aware of those above me on my local group's chain of command, but Ten Ounces was quite insistent that we at least try now that your communications are back online-
TEN OUNCES (crosstalk, from out of frame): (undecipherable)
TEN OUNCES: (very low voice, from bottom corner of frame): Don't say that to your group senior!
URAD: -and so, here we are. Hello. I am Unit of Radioactive Decay. It is nice to meet you.
Oh, I remember this broadcast very well! We met (properly, at least- I did work on their genome and construction plans before they were activated fully) long after I had already grown obsolete. Unit of Radioactive Decay is the second-oldest in our local group, and I consider us to be good friends, research partners, and distant neighbors.
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GP: Do I know you?
GP: Silent Embrace of Leaves? Is that you?
URAD: Your name data appears to be out of date.
URAD: To a nearly comical degree.
URAD: As of four thousand, three hundred, and twenty-six cycles ago, it is Unit of Radioactive Decay.
GP: Oh.
GP: It’s been a long, long time since I’ve seen you last- my apologies.
GP: It’s a pleasure to meet you once more!
GP: Have you been doing well?
TEN OUNCES: Um.
URAD: Have you been maintained... at all... in the cycles since you were constructed?
GP: Ha!
GP: Not much, these days!
GP: I’m far out of date, as you can undoubtedly tell.
URAD: It shows.
GP: Would you believe that I put in a request for the repair of my communications systems over a thousand cycles ago?
GP: And yet, here I am, as my communications remain in this tragic state… my greatest gratitudes to your administrator for managing to connect us at all!
URAD: Your administrators sound very inefficient. Are you sure that you have technicians? If your memories are in the state they seem to be, you may have been sending your requests to the inbox of someone who has already moved on.
URAD: You should check your active staff. It would be very inefficient to make your current administrators comb through the emails of their predecessors.
GP: Perhaps I should...
GP: Ah, it's such a hassle to deal with seasonal administrators.
GP: I was never meant to have to deal with a city, and you'd think my administrators would be able to work around that...
GP: Sigh.
[The broadcast continues for some time as iterators Granite Pillars Stained By Statuesque Memories Of A Thousand Hands and Unit Of Radioactive Decay continue to exchange words.]
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"You keep drawing Tim and profile-"
AND I'LL DO IT AGAIN!
AND HE'LL KEEP GETTING MORE CHINS, TOO!!
Anyways it's cliche, but I'm a big, big fan of "parents hate The Thing, but kid is The Thing" trope!! (This has NOTHING to do with my Danny Phantom obsession. Whatever. Leave me alone. Please ignore the fact that his sister knows he's The Thing and has to try to help keep it a secret. Irrelevant.)
Currently I only have a vague undercurrent of a story where some important Roseberg matriarch was violently killed by some type of werecreature, and the family has held this resentment for decades. I'd like for it to turn out that what actually happened was she got down bad for the werecreature and they ran away together or something hoiJKLFD
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