I mean, sometimes he makes it rain ducks for fun, but those kinds of things are announced. The crew barely warn people where to find food, let alone that they won't die— and no one's been told they aren't aging. I'm halfway sure that if this got out on the network, that he'd turn it off for a bit, or worse.
[She's sure the Captain's not at all above aging everyone aboard to the point of incontinence and senility, just to prove a point about snooping around.]
I think it might be related to the 'System' that revives us when we die, though I'm not sure how. Apparently the System is run by a girl, at the far end of Carnival- but it's too dangerous for me to head in there, alone. I'm postponing an excursion until I've finished all my data collection.
Raining ducks? Now that isn't something I've yet seen, it sounds terribly odd and not exactly desirable. Can you imagine, a duck falling from the sky and hitting you squarely on the noggin? I rather think it would hurt quite a bit, don't you?
[She swirls a her coffee, thinking.]
He has turned it off before, has he not? I seem to recall several days not terribly long ago where young were old and old were young and no one was the right size at all. Not a very nice thing to do, when you're used to being you.
[Hm. Another excursion into Carnival. Alice isn't terribly sure how she feels about that. Last time that happened, she had Malkus had both kicked the bucket. She isn't fond of the idea of venturing in again, at least not anytime soon, and especially without the Vorpal Sword.]
But that happens every year, around this time. What I'm getting at is that, he's keeping us at whatever age we're at, because the trip to the Golden Shore is meant to last longer than our ordinary lifespans.
Nothing else fits, unless he's just psychotic. But I don't think plain old madness is the only explanation here.
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I mean, sometimes he makes it rain ducks for fun, but those kinds of things are announced. The crew barely warn people where to find food, let alone that they won't die— and no one's been told they aren't aging. I'm halfway sure that if this got out on the network, that he'd turn it off for a bit, or worse.
[She's sure the Captain's not at all above aging everyone aboard to the point of incontinence and senility, just to prove a point about snooping around.]
I think it might be related to the 'System' that revives us when we die, though I'm not sure how. Apparently the System is run by a girl, at the far end of Carnival- but it's too dangerous for me to head in there, alone. I'm postponing an excursion until I've finished all my data collection.
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[She swirls a her coffee, thinking.]
He has turned it off before, has he not? I seem to recall several days not terribly long ago where young were old and old were young and no one was the right size at all. Not a very nice thing to do, when you're used to being you.
[Hm. Another excursion into Carnival. Alice isn't terribly sure how she feels about that. Last time that happened, she had Malkus had both kicked the bucket. She isn't fond of the idea of venturing in again, at least not anytime soon, and especially without the Vorpal Sword.]
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Nothing else fits, unless he's just psychotic. But I don't think plain old madness is the only explanation here.