mayfield_rpg | event: portal seven

The final portal doesn't seem to be a portal at all. It's a glitch hole.

Located on the lawn of the library is a hole much like the ones that have plagued every new location for the past week. As with them, it hurts your eyes to look at too long, but even if you should muscle past the pain and stare straight into it, you can make out nothing on the other side. Nothing, save for a shifting, twitching, swirling void.

Unlike the portals, which were vertically placed like doorways, the hole at the Library is strewn across the lawn: if you want to enter it, you're going to have to jump. Of course, there's no guarantee it will even lead anywhere. Touching the hole or sticking your arm in doesn't have any effect: you'll pull your arm out unharmed. As far as jumping in completely goes, those who jump in disappear from sight. As long as you're on the Mayfield side, there's no way to tell what lies beyond the hole.

There's only one way to find out.

[ooc: Feel free to roleplay up to the point your characters jump in, assuming they do. A single group subthread will be created in a few hours revealing what happens on the other side.]

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We are not in cyberspace. I use the term 'program' and similar concepts to convey my meaning in a manner by which an organic being may understand.

You may make an attempt if you so desire.

We aren't? But look at all the data moving around us!

I mean, yes, it's very damaging and we shouldn't step outside this protection at the moment, but it's still just data streaming around us! That sure feels like the net where I'm from...

I have some of the standard files we use in my memory though, I can see if those work?

This is the true nature of reality. Simulation or otherwise.

Proceed as is desired.

But isn't reality subjective? Even a simulated one, we can't all experience it exactly the same way, so what it is for one, isn't necessarily the same for another...

But I guess I can give it a shot!

[There's a short pause as Tachikoma's spherical eyes spin about, as if searching for something, before it speaks up, sounding a little dejected.]

...Nothing. I guess this isn't any type of cyberspace. I was really hoping it was, though, because it felt a bit like part of my home...

'Cyberspace' is a representation of reality. Your programs operate only on the level of this representation rather than on reality itself. It is equivalent to using an action figure to combat a genuine soldier.

But it really seemed like the genuine soldier was using the same type of action figures, which is why I thought it would work!

I guess it's better to find out that I was wrong now though then later when it might cause a problem...

Understood.

It is preferable to make any attempt at defense than none whatsoever. As you are a non-organic being, however, you will still be of use in defense of those who are more easily damaged.

[Tachikoma seems to brighten up at this.]

Oh, that's good! I really like being helpful! Even if it's just with my armor plating, any bit I can contribute is nice to know.

Do what is necessary.

[Yuki is rarely talkative at the best of times. There is not much more to say in this conversation, and with an unusual abruptness, turns away.]

event: portal seven | the void

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