[network] @donner; the walls have eyes; evening 156 [open]

[imgonnatouchit]

[The video opens with Hange's face: dirty (though that's not anything unusual) and a little scraped up from a few days ago. But all in all, they seem to be in good spirits. There's an almost feverish light in those eyes.]

Hello Norfinbury! I already agreed to share any findings with Natasha, but this seemed important enough to share with the whole town instead.

[The camera turns to face a wall- a wall covered in black paint eyes- but is then suddenly jerked back around.]

Oh, for those of you who I haven't met yet, I'm Squad Leader Hange Zoe, and this- [more motion-sickness-inducing camera movement-] is Captain Levi. [The man in question looks perhaps even a little more displeased than he usually does, but he's only on screen for a second before the feed goes back to Hange.] He's upset right now because he couldn't clean the bathtub.

[And with that cryptic statement, the camera finally settles onto the walls again. Hange slowly pans across, then shows off the ceiling, floor, and other surfaces of the room. They're all equally covered with those messily-painted eyes.]

I've heard that these have been seen in other parts of the town as well, but they seem to be fairly concentrated here in this tenement area. I'm sure they'll make it onto the guide soon, but I wanted to get some input from the general populace. Trying to re-create the eye symbol on an untouched wall produced no reaction, but I can't help but wonder if there isn't something we're meant to do with these.

[The video comes back around to Hange.] In slightly worse news, we've come to a dead end here. There's a southern branch to these tunnels, but it doesn't lead to anything but snow. Oh! But we did find a couple of undiscovered buildings- rooms, really, but nothing looks like it could be a way through. I've marked it on the map that everyone's using- the dead end branch, that is. Oh, and I've got videos of the things we found. If anyone has any input, that would be great!

[It sounds like they actually mean that. As the message ends, Hange sends along several files: an addendum to House's map showing the area with the dead end, and several videos of the various eyes they've encountered and new apartments they've entered, as well as one of the dead end itself.]

[OOC: Responses may come from Hange and/or Levi!]

Comments

@donner; video

[imgonnatouchit]

[Hange squints thoughtfully.]

Some of them aren't in places we can easily reach, and some places have quite a few of them, but I guess we could test this on a single instance of the symbol?

Did the... "rock things" in the game say anything important?

[spoileralert]

They would give tips, sometimes.

[imgonnatouchit]

Well, a hint would be better than nothing in this situation.

[spoileralert]

Worth a try, right? Got anything you can whack it with?

[imgonnatouchit]

I have this. Not sure what it was used for by the locals.

[Hange holds up what is indeed a hockey stick. It's a little scuffed up from being used to climb around in the split tunnels, but it's still quite identifiable.]

[spoileralert]

That's a hockey stick. It's for hockey. Uh... smacking things across ice.

[imgonnatouchit]

You mean... in order to move them?

[This seems supremely inefficient, Steph.]

[spoileralert]

To hit them into the opposing team's goal. [ She thinks she's starting to understand the problem with your world. ] For fun. It's a game.

[imgonnatouchit]

Oh, well, it being a game makes a lot more sense.

[Hange glances at the stick for another moment.]

There was a lot of strange equipment in the house where I found this. I guess I should assume that was for various games as well.

[spoileralert]

The shed by the school? That's all sports - game - equipment.

[imgonnatouchit]

I haven't been there yet! The place where I found this was a basement. It seemed like it was set up like a kind of... shrine, almost. Do people love these games that much?

[spoileralert]

Oh! Yeah. Yeah, that's... kind of a thing. Especially in Alaska, I bet, hockey shrines and all.

[imgonnatouchit]

Is it some kind of religion? There are people who worship walls where I'm from, it's admittedly a little strange.

[To say nothing of Hange's mildly personal grudge against the church.]

[spoileralert]

Technically, no? I mean, people treat it like a religion, but they'd be totally offended if you implied that unironically.




Guys are weird.

[imgonnatouchit]

So they worship something, but they don't like it when you say that? Huh. You're right, that does sound weird.

[spoileralert]

Yeah!

So what's the deal with the walls? I mean, my world has a religion based on the idea that if god can be anything he may as well be a flying spaghetti monster, so I can't really judge, but that sounds weird.

[imgonnatouchit]

Well that's... interesting. The Wallists believe that the walls we live behind, the ones that protect us, were made by god. They don't think we should alter them or go outside of them. Makes our job in the Survey Corps a little difficult.

[Among other things.]

... What's spaghetti?

[spoileralert]

It's like bread but made into strings, basically.

So there are these big tough walls, but nobody knows who made them? That's pretty spooky.

[imgonnatouchit]

That... sounds... [Disgusting.] Interesting...

For about a hundred years we didn't know how they were built, but we have a good idea of how it was done now. And it certainly wasn't some sort of divine intervention.

[spoileralert]

[ Well it's not like they'll get the chance to try it any time soon. ]

Those kinds of things never are. There's a lot of big stone structures in my world that people are convinced "primitive" humans can't have constructed, so they've decided they're probably magic. Or aliens. Or both?

[imgonnatouchit]

It's probably just that people forgot how to use whatever technology those people used. But I guess the moral of the story is that people tend to believe things pretty readily, even if they don't make much sense.

[spoileralert]

Pretty much, it seems like. Humanity never ceases to amaze. And disappoint.