re: live show, canon is WTNV, long-ass voice test

[scientificintegrity]

I'm glad. Really, really glad, that things are working out between us, and I did something stupid but Cecil ended up saving my life-- glad that he saved my life and I'm not floating through some kind of delusion for all eternity. Not that he had to get involved.

And we're-- were gonna look for a place. Don't realtors live in deer stoma-- actually-- how about we not think about that one for now. Whether or not killing local wildlife is a good couple's bonding activity... Oh god, we're a couple, I don't know if that's exciting or terrifying and I'm willing to bet it's this town that made me that way. Gonna go with 'giddily happy'.

But I love him and I love it here and that makes it easier to deal with. Maybe. Even so, I can't help but be worried-- still, I know, it' doesn't even make sense anymore --that somehow this isn't going to work and this is going to crash and burn and it's going too far, too fast-- I don't... know. Maybe it doesn't matter anyway because time here isn't real.

What I do know is once all the stress and the deer-killing and the petty disagreements over kitchen size are over, it'll be nice to just... sleep in his bed, our bed (and we're taking his bed because mine is a piece of crap even if his is so soft I sometimes think it'll swallow me and drag me to the depths of the abyss). And I want that. I want that so incredibly much, even if it's hard to tell him just how-- argh.

God, I hope he can live with the fact I'm a post-it-note person. I'm pretty sure I can take whatever he throws at me, but I've been informed in the past that I'm a frustrating roommate.

And I know he says I'm bad at communicating, but that's not fair, he's a radio host who can wax poetic about anything at the drop of a hat. But we're working on that, I'm trying not to be married to the lab and he's not talking about us on public airwaves. He's trying to be less pushy and I'm trying to communicate better. Whatever that means. Is this communicating? But I'm talking to you, not him, and if I don't talk to you, you just-- read my mind anyway. Which is definitely unsettling, please stop. You should know by now I don't like things that shake the nature of reality as I understand it-- all right, all right, maybe except when they're mysteries to figure out. Like time.

Or Cecil.

Comments

[someonetowatchoveryou]

After that stream of words, there really isn't anything else to say:

"I believe he will hear you. This is a multidimensional common area."

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[scientificintegrity]

[oh god who is this guy did he seriously just inadvertently dump all this thoughts on a total stranger--]

2/2

[scientificintegrity]

[science? SCIENCE? science will save the conversation and hopefully salvage some of his dignity. maybe.]

I've uh-- I've heard! It's fascinating, really, I never gave the multiverse theory much credit because it seemed irrelevant to current questions in the field, but with such overwhelming evidence staring me in the face it's hard to discount!

And although you make a good point, the one I'm usually looking to talk to is from the same universe as me, but observing the similarities and differences created in him from minuscule split events would be a project all in itself--

[he's probably going to keep rambling unless you stop him, since he's nervous and freaked out and science is a safe subject]

[someonetowatchoveryou]

You're... kind of speaking his language, Carlos.

"In its simplest form, if you are here, he may be, as well. However, you are right in assuming that the differences, as well as the similarities, between alternate versions, would be manifold. Even from a non-linear perspective, the variations are noticable."

[scientificintegrity]

Non-linear? But Newton-- forget that, he could have been wrong --even what limited observation I've had of time travel so far seems to imply the existence of linear time with objective concepts of past and future.

Of course, that applies to my universe. There's no reason to think even basic scientific laws are consistent from one branch to the next.

[was that last sentence a little bitter? maybe. he's still a little angry about night vale casually tossing things like gravity and simple weather patterns aside to ensure every other tuesday is as chaotic as possible.]

[someonetowatchoveryou]

Yes, well, just tell September about that time Wednesday was cancelled. He won't be quite so confident then, will he?

"Past and future are... constructs. Creations of the human mind in an attempt to make sense of time. However, natural laws are consistent from one reality to the next."

He only says that because he's never heard of Nightvale....

[scientificintegrity]

[he would, if days of the week routinely being canceled with little to no explanation wasn't still something that bothered him in on a deep and inexplicable level]

Like I said, your reality. In my universe, that's not what the data points to.

[and carlos is getting stubborn. don't make him pull out his binder of data on time travel.]

[someonetowatchoveryou]

LOLNOPE. OBSERVERS DON'T KNOW HOW TO STOP.

"What does your data point to?"

[ed_emylove]

[Here, Carlos, have a floating eye-shaped robot staring at you.]

Chirpchirpchripbeepbeep beep?

[scientificintegrity]

Oh. Hello, what are you?

Hmm?

[definitely curiously examining it! what are you, you're fascinating!]

[ed_emylove]

[Initial examinations say that this is a man-made, but with technology looking as it it were a progression of more older style of technology as opposed to the miniturized tech of nowadays. Oh well, ED-E is used to being poked at by smart people.]

Chirp beep beepbeepchirp beep?

[scientificintegrity]

[oh no it's kind of cute, actually. carlos prods at ed-e with the tip of a 2H graphite drawing pencil (definitely not an illegal writing implement).]

Mechanical, but not in the way you'd expect... Are you sentient? Do you have a name?

Or uh. Chirp three times if you understand me.

sudden threadjack I couldn't help it

[6s_wild]

[Ugh, the thing about the old world tech is you never know when they might decide to up and wander on you. Or show up unexpectedly in free-form journals. Whatever. But at least this guy hasn't been set on fire. Yet.

Hope always found that usually makes first impressions difficult.]

Chirp chirp chirp?

np!

[scientificintegrity]

You speak its' language?

[not even the weirdest thing he's seen this week. he'll roll with it.]

[6s_wild]

Sure, don't you?

[There's a cheeky grin on the girl's face. Mostly she loves just blowing scientist's minds with things that doesn't make sense. ...Arcade loved her.]

finds this cute post ~week later

[welcome]

[Cecil steeples his fingers, but he's smiling. He finds the ramble charming, honestly, and mostly true (we are all floating in delusion for eternity, Carlos).]

Dear Carlos, you are most certainly communicating. With all kinds of people, apparently.

it's never too late, no worries

[scientificintegrity]

Yeah, I-- uh, noticed that.

[excuse him for a moment to be completely mortified that you found this, cecil. several seconds pass and he has absolutely no idea what to say. so naturally his brain throws up the first thing it can in wild panic. which is, to no one's surprise--]

It's fascinating, really! I never gave the multiverse theory much credit because I didn't feel it to be relevant and thought it impossible to prove! But it's nice to be proven wrong sometimes, it really is, and the first thing I'd like to see is how minute changes would affect specific people, maybe get a group of the same twenty people from twenty different timelines and do case studies on each one--

[enjoy him as he sits here and rambles. at least you know he's dorkily in love with you.]

[welcome]

[Aww, darling. Cecil sets his chin on his hands and just nods along. He neither understands nor believes most of Carlos's extremely logical conclusions, but he's happy to hear them pronounced aloud by that honey-caramel-nougat voice. At some point, he murmurs.]

Oh, yes, dear. That all sounds perfectly lovely. [After a brief pause --] By the way, we can take my bed, if you really like it so much. I can't make any guarantees about the threat of the abyss, though.

[Because it could happen, as with all things.]

[scientificintegrity]

[he kind of slows to a stop. did he really just do that. whatever, at least his boyfriend's hopefully used to it at this point.]

[god, he wishes he had cecil's ability to segue into things so smoothly and without terrible awkwardness. what a guy. carlos grins a little.]

Yeah, that'd be good. And that's fine, I didn't really expect any.

Mostly I've got a lot of tables, lamps... and clocks. I should probably get around to throwing some of those out.

[or all of them, he's tempted to say, but cecil might want a kitchen clock or something]

oh god I know I'm mondo late but you're just too perfect

[papesse]

[There's nothing she can really say that that bald guy up at the top of the thread hasn't already, so...she'll just stand around awkwardly before trying to figure out what to say.]

It...sounds like you're doing okay, I think? The first step to anything is admitting something isn't perfect.

Whoops.

Um, hi?

AHH THANK i have far too many feelings about carlos and I'm glad that came across

[scientificintegrity]

...hey.

[things he didn't mean to broadcast to the entire multiverse: this]

I am doing okay, we're doing okay. Great, actually. I think.

And perfection-- well, it was nice when I saw it. Amazing, even. But I think perfection dooms those who seek it to solitude, so I'm happy Cecil dragged me out.

[the fact that it's a metaphor for a facet of their relationship seems to completely escape him. hey, he's a scientist, not a literary scholar.]

perfect beautiful carlos also as a lit major I died laughing

[papesse]

...that, and, from the sounds of it, whatever that thing was might have eaten you alive. Literally.

You know how an angler fish dangles its bioluminescent thingamabobber in front of its prey before swallowing it alive?

[Yes, she just used "bioluminescent" and "thingamabobber" in the same sentence.

Marine biology has always been kind of her thing though, so.]

Lots of things with high-grade illusions like that are kind of the same deal, at least where I'm from.

there's a headcanon that he just wrote his notes in iambic pentameter for poetry week and i agree

[scientificintegrity]

It wouldn't surprise me.

Where are you from?

oh my god also sorry haven't established where she's from hope you don't mind OCs

[papesse]

I dunno. I know it's Earth, and I've lived in a lot of places on Earth, but if we're going with the fact that there's multiple universes and probably multiple Earths, that's not really helpful, isn't it?

I mean, you probably have the same answer as me if I asked you where you were from.

np np!

[scientificintegrity]

I'd have given you a city, probably. But that's fine.

What kind of illusions?