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[network] @ADMIN; Obituary [DAY 414]

We mourn the loss of those who have died in the time between the last announcement and this one:

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Eve? Hey?
What the
What the hell is this?

yeah wtf
@admin you goofed
or a spider ran over your keyboard idk

MAN I'm hoping spider.
Everyone is back in comas again. :(

[ It's freaky. Why this ]

jfc if the coma thing's going to keep happening then they should at least give out pillows or w/e
or maybe
you know
fix whatever's going wrong
@admin have you tried turning it off and on again

Maybe that's the coma?
Turning their nanites on and off?
That's a freaky as hell thought.

They keep making this... humming sound?
Like not from them but also from them? Around them?
It's weird man

yeah brian mentioned the humming
is it like the humming in that one house? sounds kinda electronic?
if so maybe somebody needs to head there idk

Huh.
It might be.
I'm still at the bunker.
Maybe Ginger is closer?

[ HE's not even sure how many people actually missed the coma, but it's not a lot if he goes off the previous time. ]

uh maybe
but if it might be dangerous ginger probs shouldn't go
protect at all costs etc etc
I'd offer but
idk what I could do there since I don't have a coma patient w/me
it'd just be like
"wow this sure is humming, possibly like a different hum I never heard"
so

WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?? EVE! Come on, do something, throw us a bone, a hint, ANYTHING! Don't you want us to make it??

Whhhhat the actual hell is this? Are you saying they're dead?

Does anyone know whether anyone's actually dead, or if it's only the coma people down right now?

I don't know if anyone has died, but the comatose people shouldn't be dead... No one I've examined has shown anything out of the ordinary in their vital signs. Just what you'd expect of someone who's unconscious.

Yeah, same -- the ones I checked have a pulse, at least? I don't know, I'm not -- without my powers I don't know what to do with this.

Powers? [Pardon Diana, she doesn't stalk the network as much as most. Partially due to being in the bunker with limited connectivity for so long.]

Oh! Uh. The god stuff.

Hi, I'm Tess, Goddess of the Search.

[Ooh. Okay, the god stuff does kind of ring a bell. Didn't she ask for human sacrifices at some point...?

Well, she seems nice enough now.] Nice to meet you. My name is Diana. Um, goddess of the moon, if you're Roman. [She sounds a little amused, but not in a way that's at Tess' expense.]

I hope you're not being literal, because I really can't deal with politics on top of everything else right now.

Oh! [She chuckles nervously, a bit embarrassed.] No, I'm not, sorry. It was a joke. I'm just a nurse.

[Does Diana-the-goddess really exist in Tess's world...?]

That's a relief. But there's nothing "just" about nurses, you know that, right?

Mine wasn't a joke, I'm actually a goddess. Healing, normally, but the problem with being able to see how people go together is that when you stop being able to see you don't know what the hell to do anymore.

[Unsure how to handle the implication of praise, Diana gives another soft laugh.] Well, it doesn't seem all that impressive when you're talking to a goddess! I wish I could, um...magically...? [lilting up, like she's not sure if the source of Tess's powers is magic] --heal people.

Divinely. Magic's a whole other thing and I'm not very good at it.

My mom was a nurse.

[Quietly, Quark scooches closer to where Diana is with her tablet, reaching out and putting a hand on her arm. He keeps his eyes glanced down and away, distracted.]

How many times do you think they're going to fall asleep like this?

[Diana is similarly preoccupied, with the amount of people who are unconscious in the bunker. It made her nervous to step out long enough to leave a message, but she had to see what was going on with everyone else outside.

She bites her lip and rubs her wrist where her bracelet once encircled it.] I'm not sure... It's kind of strange that they woke up in the first place, just to fall asleep again.

Yeah...I don't get it at all. I just don't...

[It's unsettling, to stay the least.]

I wonder if they weren't supposed to wake up. Doesn't it seem kind of like some kind of system failure? Or a glitch or something?

[He almost adds that last part more for his own benefit; glitch sounds a bit kinder than failure.]

Yeah, I think so too. Especially with that obituary... [The welcome message for new arrivals has always been a little glitchy, but she's never seen something like that obituary before. And from the responses, it looked like no one else had either.

Of course, many of them are too unconscious to confirm that.] People were passing out a couple weeks ago, too. When Robert Miller sent us that message.

Yeah, I remember that...I wonder how it all started? I can't remember--did they all do something in common with each other? It didn't seem like anyone was doing anything in particular...so maybe it could just be random?

[He sighs and leans into Diana's side. A part of him is too tired to even try and think about it. The rest of him can't sleep without knowing. Has to know, desperately, because he can't stand the thought of losing all of these people--and especially one in particular.]

...I'm glad that you and I are both awake. I'm still scared, but I'd be more scared if I didn't have you with me, Miss Diana.

[Diana's lips curl into a semblance of a smile.] I'm glad I could be here. It seems like most of the other medical professionals might be asleep, too, so... [So at least she can be useful, even if all she can do right now is make sure the comatose don't get any worse.

She puts an arm around Quark and strokes his shoulder with her thumb as she begins to turn his other statements over in her brain.] All the people who did that seance passed out, but it wasn't just them...

Right...

[He frowns in thought.]

Maybe it has to do with who you're traveling with or who you've been talking to? But that seems kind of wrong too, somehow. I wish we could just ask the admin why all of this is happening...I wish she'd answer. But they never make it that easy, do they? Zero never made it easy, either.

If it's a glitch or system failure, she might not know either. [Which is a scary thought in its own right.

Zero certainly seemed to have all the answers, though. Diana's gaze falls as she reflects on his message to them about cheating.] ...maybe it's better if she doesn't know, though. At least we'd know she wasn't doing this on purpose...

[It's not in Diana's nature to believe that someone would intentionally do ill, but when Admin is likened to Zero, she can't help the thought entering her mind.]

Yeah, I guess that's true. I don't want to think badly of Miss Eve. It's just hard not knowing all the time. I think everyone here is really smart, but almost all of us are always confused. After awhile, it's hard not to get burned out.

[It's enough to make anyone go crazy. Hell, most people would've gone crazy ages ago. Or maybe they've all circled so far back around that crazy and sane are more or less indistinguishable from one another.]

I dunno. I just don't want to worry anymore.

...yeah, that's how I feel, too. [She can't imagine a life without worry. Her patients, her ex-husband, the Decision Game, and now Norfinbury... It seems like she'd have to be dead to be free of it.

How peaceful.

But even death isn't a guarantee here.

She shuts her eyes tightly and gives Quark's shoulder a squeeze.] Too bad I can't prescribe for anxiety anymore. Most of us could probably use it.

Yeah, I think so too. Mister Enoch kept offering me some of his medication, but the worse things get, the more guilty I feel using something so valuable. I know that there are others here that feel a lot worse than I do...

[And somehow, he has to admit, it feels like a weakness, or failure, to have to need something. If his grandpa--if his grandpa from his timeline--were here, what would he think? What would he say?]

Sometimes you just have to get by without.

...yeah. [Diana understands how Quark feels, daring to take up space when more worthy people could occupy it instead, but she hates that he feels that way.] Everyone... [Hesitation.] Everyone deserves to get the help they need, but... That's impossible here.

[The idea of having to choose who needs help most pains Diana, even though it's a choice she's had to make before... At least at the hospital, she knew there were others who could help while she attended to the worst. But it's only them here. The Administrator is powerless. Robert Miller is cruel. And Winter can't save them from themselves.]

[Quark can think of a few things to say, but all of them are negative. All of them are reminders of the grim reality that waits for the two of them, in some manner of another, either in Norfinbury or back home in their tortured games. He looks up at her, his eyes intent, as if he's trying to read something in her expression, and then decides not to say anything.

He let's go of her hand, but only so, instead, he can pull her into a hug.]

We'll make it. We're really strong, all of us.

[Diana isn't entirely aware of Quark's intent staring at first, preoccupied with the troubling thought of quantifying the pain of others. She glances over in time to catch a glimpse of his expression before he hugs her.

A smile breaks the gloom on her face and she wraps her arms gently around Quark.] Yeah. We're getting really close! I'm sure once everyone wakes up, it won't be much longer until we can fix everything.

Yeah, and then...

[And then they'll probably never see each other again, will they? Where ever he chooses to go, if there's even a choice at all, it'll end badly, won't it> He hugs her tighter.]

Everyone is going to be so happy!

[And then, Diana, Quark, and Junpei will all have to go back to their death games. They might be happy afterwards. They might not.

But she has to believe that if they work together, they will be. She has to.

Diana's grip tightens a little too. She's grateful that Quark can't see her face from here.] Of course. We're going to earn our happy ending. We deserve it.

[She doesn't.

But she has to believe.]

[Quark counts to ten in his head. After ten, he'll be in control again. There won't be any radical six to worry about, any bombs, poisonings, or hard decisions. They won't all be well, but they'll be able to handle anything that comes their way. Finally, he loosens his grip, remaining close.]

For now, though, is there anything I can do to help? There are so many people to look after right now, so I want to do everything I can.

theyare still breath ing

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