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

[where_the_hearth_is]

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.

Comments

[antedupmyheart]

[Space is, generally speaking, not precisely Luxord's area of expertise. But after several days of having to deal with time resetting itself every day, he's gotten tired of the state of affairs. If it were of his own doing, that he could tolerate, for a time. That it's not is a problem, and if his own efforts will help, than help he will. His arrival isn't flashy, although he does take the shortcut of a dark portal in the initial steps of the journey.

Actually entering the house, however, is done by foot. He's no interest in being seen as rude.]