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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jan 31, 2014 20:47:57 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...) August tried to open his door but if it too was locked, he'd give Eli a hand opening his.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 31, 2014 21:14:40 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...) Apparently, peeps were so far over the concern of making noise that Eli's SHKRANGG!! didn't faze them. Eli noisily started to get the door open. His bash was visibly shearing the weak metal of the frame, and eventually the hinges would be pulled out of their moorings.
August's door was locked and he came over just as Eli was ready for the last push. The hinges ripped out of the cheap aluminum like a knife through butter and the door crashed into the darkness with a huge CRACK, sending dust plumes into their eyes. They blinked away the discomfort.
The light from the hall filtered in easily and they could see a long disused janitorial closet. Mops, brooms, mild cleaning products, and so on. Might be something of use?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 31, 2014 21:25:47 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...) Eli's arm would be too short, but maybe Jason's.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 31, 2014 21:41:15 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...)
((Whenever Skull reads this, she can decide if Jason decided to make a weapon out of a mop handle or whatever. I'm going to assume he goes ahead and reaches through these windows for the guys.))
Eli smashed the glass easily. It was run through with security wires, but some probing with the axe handle got the rest of the glass out and Jason reached in to open the door. It was a little bit of a stretch, but he did it.
The light didn't get very far in this room but their eyes picked up the slack. They could see each other's pupils flashing like animals in the dark. It looked like they were in a recording studio, with a bank of mixing equipment in front, and an area upholstered in weirdly shaped acoustic foam beyond.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 31, 2014 21:54:10 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...) Yes. Without relevant experience, the power switches were still easy enough to find. But how to find out if there's a tape and rewind and play back and such? The modern conventional symbols weren't on this old equipment. A lot of knobs and dials only had a number for a label if anything.
(Go to random.org and generate me a number between 1 and 20, Sebastian.)
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 31, 2014 21:59:18 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...) Eli finally ruled out a huge bank of switches and zeroed in on playback control. Pressing play generated dead air, but he could hear the tape wheels turn. Stop, rewind... How far? All the way, or just for a few moments?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 31, 2014 22:08:49 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...) It clicked to a stop. When it started again, there was a sound of chairs and things being arranged, followed by a silence. Then, a single viola began playing a Lythoninov tune no one present remembered the name of. The men looked at each other and their glinting iridescent eyes while the music played.
((Try later on the tape?))
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 31, 2014 22:21:54 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...)*squrrrrrrrrrrrKik* Lythoninov. *squrrrrrrrrrrrKik* Studio talk about recording jargon, unfamiliar voices. *squrrrrrrrrrrrKik* Lythoninov. *squrrrrrrrrrrrKik* Lythoninov. *squrrrrrrrrrrrKik* "--to the hospital, their fear was unbearable as their lives were hanging by a thread. That's when Dr. Ambrose comes in. He knows they will die without a radical treatment, and goes outside the system." It was a sort of generic movie trailer guy voice.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 31, 2014 22:37:13 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...) It took a bit of hunting to see where the tapes were stored in the machine and elsewhere. It was an upright tower of a machine several feet away. It was some kind of magnetic tape on a reel to reel setup. He took the tape out. There were seven reels in a plastic box below. Trying them the same way?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 31, 2014 22:39:42 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...) One seemed blank, then two. Keep going?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 31, 2014 22:58:10 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...)Hard to say. New quality, unmarred plastic, but as far as he knew, antiquated tech.
Three blank, four... He then realized while examining the tapes there was an extremely subtle difference in the look of the ribbon between used and unused tapes. He just looked at the ribbons first on the last three.
Tape seven had something on it.*squrrrrrrrrrrrKik* Dead air. *squrrrrrrrrrrrKik* Dead air. *squrrrrrrrrrrrKik* Dead air. *squrrrrrrrrrrrKik* "--called the event horizon. What happens to something that falls in there is called spaghettification." Was that Leo?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 31, 2014 23:12:04 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...)Hunting for the start of recording was tricky.*squrrrrrrrrrrrKik* Dead air. *squrrrrrrrrrrrKik* "--spagh--" *squrrrrrrrrrrrKik* Dead air. *squrrrrrrrrrrrKik* dead air... "blzrbboundary of a black hole, called the event horizon. What happens to something that falls in there is called spaghettification." A second voice, also feminine. Even in this fancy studio, the contrast between in person voices and recorded was clear to them - it was almost hard to be certain of the identity of the speakers on tape. "Mm-hm. What's happening there?" "Tidal forces... The gravity has different power at different distances from the black hole. From the outside it looks like an approaching object slows down until it stops, then gradually fades to red and then nothing. From the inside, things are kind of beyond human imagining." "I can imagine a lot..."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 31, 2014 23:25:30 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...)"Well, because the gravity acting on different parts of your body has different power - and at the event horizon there's a fundamental shift in the way that affects you... The difference would stretch your body into a string. Obviously you'd be dead, but aside from that, what is really happening to you? There's a disconnect in physics as they now stand, between the subatomic and the visible realm. Things happen differently there. Maybe a black hole brings them together."
"It's easier to say things like this than to hold in your mind what they actually mean."
"I know. Ain't it a bitcblrbzt*--"
Lythoninov.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 31, 2014 23:33:27 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...)He had left the tape running as he joined the others in glancing around. There wasn't much.
Suddenly, the Lythoninov started to break down into strings hit at random and creepy distorted noises.... Something like gargling or a sudden rain. "What the fuck?"
"Dammit, Marchese, you win again. Fucking creepy."
Eli waited. How long would this go on for?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 31, 2014 23:43:04 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...) The viola made a sound like it was coming apart, springs and a crash. The gargling disintegrated as well into nothing but an endless spatter of rain, or whatever...
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