sirenspull_logs | [OPEN] [Groundhog Day Brainstorming Post, backdated to the fourth February 2nd.] TIME IS FLEETING...

Who: A bunch of nerds. Everybody who wants to brainstorm on fixing the Groundhog Day situation.
When: Noon->afternoon->evening on the fourth iteration of February 2nd.
Where: The House.
Summary: TIME IS WEIRD WHAT DO
Warnings: Should be pretty clean.

The House directs them all to the ballroom, a broad expanse of elaborately inlaid stone dotted with clusters of cozy chairs. Drones scoot about the room, offering plates of delicious little sandwiches, coffee, juice, and tea. The entire western wall is a single diamond-paned window overlooking the ocean, save the doors set into it that lead out to the balcony. On small tables beside the window are sleek, pen-sized implements not unlike a tablet stylus, that everyone can use to write out ideas, equations, or conceptual doodles in the responsive nano-circuitry lacing the window. Make yourselves comfortable.

OOC: Discuss ideas in small groups or larger ones, with subthreads as necessary. Feel free to ask the House to run statistical models for you. Inhabitants of the House may mingle as well, if they are so inclined.

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The Academy?

[Daedalus questions keenly, curious as to what everyone else considers schooling.

He's immediately content with the House's hospitality- it reminds him altogether of high function personal service autoreivs with domestic applications. Which he's missed.]

Mmm. The Royal Space Academy. I used to be the director there before I decided there was too much pomp and not enough circumstance. I needed some hands-on scientific discovery, instead of listening to a bunch of old men debate physics all day. [She picks up a cookie.] Although, that's why we're all here today.

Because of Circumstance, I believe! [He chuckles, not really...panicked about all of this, not entirely, although saving the same baby in the NICU was starting to wear on his sanity a little.]

So you were a director. That's interesting. I was Director Chief of Heath and Welfare for Romdeau, as well as Proxy Research Division.

Romdeau, huh? That's not a planet in any solar system from my universe. [She nibbles on her cookie.] Sounds like you were quite the overachiever- director of two different divisions, and you look so young, too. [Of course, she's walking proof, looks aren't everything. Still, she doubts there are a metric ton of people who are 20,000 and look thirteen.]

Not a planet- it was a dome city.

And the latter was only a subdivision on the department.

So what happened to the planet? [She wags a finger.] Strictly speaking, people don't put cities in domes unless the rest of the planet is somehow uninhabitable or otherwise dangerous.

[She's going somewhere with this. Oh yes, she is.]

That's right. A great release of methane hydrate from the polar ice caps, which damaged the ecosystem, and killed off most surface life.

Generations before my time, and too many records were destroyed- but I know the very base facts.

Hmmm. Interesting.

[She taps her chin.] I wonder, Doctor.... How often do we receive news and supplies from the mainland here?

The mainland of....Canada? As often as ships arrive, I'd...assume?

[A nod.] So the question is... How do those ships beat the Pull if we can't. If there's a world outside this island, how come we're so cut off from it? [She grabs another cookie.] I've been so caught up in theories about the Core, I never stopped to think about the entire ecosystem it's affecting. But your domed city has me wondering about it now...

Because there must be some selection to what and who is subject to The Pull.

That would be one thing if the entire island only consisted of people dragged through the Core. The irradiation counteracts badly with the Pull, but what about the locals...

The locals have also been subjected to the core's emissions- a lower rate, but for a longer period of time.

That's true. [Hrrgh.] I guess the real problem is after this is over... We might actually be trusted with the Core's secrets. It's a stretch, but it could happen, and from there... We have to decide which scenario would be the most beneficial to us all. If we reverse the Core, this island will cease to exist. Even if we manage to harness its power and send us all back where we came from, the locals would go down with the city, because they would have nowhere else to go.

And if we close off the Core and destroy the Pull, there won't be any going home for any of us.

I'm sure that's the main reason the issue remains untouched.

Which would be fine, if you like being trapped here. But it doesn't help anyone in the long run. There's only so long something like this can hold up under the intense strain it's under.

Do you really suppose its strain? We don't know its capacity.

No, we don't, but the fact is there's a reason wormhole science is only theoretical at the Academy. Time and space have to flow in a specific direction and if you disrupt that flow by opening doors into other worlds, it could all start unraveling, taking every world with it.

[She crosses her arms over her chest in a childish sulk.] But, again, that's all theoretical. I've never experimented with anything like this.

Its quite beyond me, but...I dare not assume its function. Who knows? All the more reason the city should pay it further attention, in research.

After this, they'd be fools not to.

Yes, well.

Let's not forget that SERO only holds control over half the city.

[Muttering] Which is half too many, if you ask me.

AGI would prefer it completely destroyed.

This is why I don't meddle in the affairs of grown-ups anymore. It's always the same scenario- one person thinks they're right, the other thinks they're wrong, and they have to go to war over it. Still, if it's between meddling and letting the city go to Hell, I guess I have to get involved. [She cackles] And as if the number one genius scientist in the universe can resist a puzzle like this! Hah!

Politics can be tiresome.

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