Atunda
6 Helona
12731
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1008:06:06 RR
Davish - no Jedi voodoo talk
— Cap'n Kolene did not appreciate his 'Always clouded is the future' snark
The Force told So'Zen that I am overthinking things.
This inclines me to leave the current logic puzzle to other folks, keeping myself to what I do best: write up my POV on outdated/nonexistent Holopedia Galactica entries. Support other people in developing habits of spiritual existence that function for them in this Galaxy. Get myself into repositories of information where I was not welcome. Be a problem in the path of the destructive.
Keep my overcomplicating notions out of the way for my friends and allies.
That inclination lasted me, what, twenty minutes?
So'Zen did something in that room full of skulls, one result of which: we all got scanned. Maybe not the droids, but definitely us carbon-based organisms.
Davish let me know that there's a riddle floating on the screen in the Skull Meditation Room:
From high to low, the key is confined within your mind,
use the key to set what's aligned,
be aware of what you spurn,
for what you give shall be returned
After So'Zen does something doplomatic and insightful, that changes to
Point for Point but not one more,
unlocks the key forever more.
and also a bunch of Zombie Spiders drop out of the hallway ceilings to north and south. And some new bilateral biped droids step out of the walls to the northeast.
This is a mechanical puzzle, not a spiritual one. But would you say it's got a foundation in science, in ethics, in culture, or in Random Weird Junk? Given the creators.
— Vanya and Davish compare impressions on the not-B'omarr learning puzzle in the Skull Room
My partner also leans toward the "mechanical, not spiritual" label on the genre. He supposes it was originally a mixture of scientific comprehension and cultural guidelines -- and of course we do not know much about its culture of origin.
Too bad we can't get more data from So'Zen right now! He is busy trying to solve it, instead of poking around for more circumstantial clues.
I'm probably overthinking again. Three green, one yellow? Four. Also four obelisks. The BT-16s only have six limbs and a manipulator arm under the torso. What's with all the fours in Bendu stuff?
Four lizard dude mecha statues in that cavern with the Stupid Dark Side Pop Quiz.
Two stars and two gas giants and three rock planets, it's still not based on astrocartography for this planetary system in particular. Overthinking again.
— Vanya, under her breath, much less cheerfully than when she performs her Orange Catholic Cookie Saleswoman Act to newly arrived potential adversaries
I ... I wonder if, in the aftermath of Reese's code injection uploaded to the spiderbot cloud, are the current two hallways' worth of BT-16s doing a system reset? The fluid in the jar where the brain is supposed to go, it looks sludgy. I wonder if I can get them to engage diagnostic mode, provide me with a diagnostic readout so I can summon appropriately qualified repairs.
Update: That's a "nope"!
If Davish can buy me ten seconds, I can buy him refresh time after. And if we, Vance, and Aerena can push back the spiderdroids far enough, So'Zen can get out of the Skull Room with the necessaries so we can all obey Reese's instruction to run for the northeast corridor -- where there are fewer droids, only four, all distinctly not spider-shaped, ready to shoot at the BTs surrounding us.
See, here's what has honestly always concerned me since that time at that wedding: Can the other Orange Catholic clerical orders do things like the Weirding Way? I'm talking about Mentats, who get annoyed enough sometimes to redirect ASTEROIDS and COMETS into ships holding people who interfered with the latest Pi-Baking Convention. And I'm talking about Solicitors, who do that thing with the Shillelagh of Law. Do they have their own Weirding Word?