text | day 008 | HE412T

[timaeus]

[This text post comes after a few hours of radio silence following Dirk's first messages.]

Surprise, I survived.
"I told you so" etc etc.
Turns out the locals are pretty chill, all things considered.
I've learned their language and they have accepted me as one of their own.
By which I mean I'm cooling my heels in one of their longhouses for the rest of the night after they explained their whole Lost-adjacent dogma to me.
And I learned some shit you folks will probably be interested to hear about, judging by the fat wad of nothing y'all were able to tell me.
Key takeaways:
One, this particular group of natives speaks Morse code.
Tongue clicks for dots and hums for dashes.
Might wanna brush up on it if you don't feel like getting speared should you have a run-in with them.
And two, the people responsible for whatever this is are somewhere to the southeast, presumably on another island.

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[hyakuoku]

Then I wanna know how many survivors there were. They may not know, though, and forensic evidence is going to be pretty thin generations removed on a tropical island, especially if they went and retrieved bodies and all that.

They mention what they do for food and water btw? Or anything about the facilities that clearly aren't theirs like where the drones and the jail cells come from?

[ Senku isn't about to jump to testing how many extra lives they get either, not without the fallback of a working Medusa, but he's not sure they can get that thing working here. ]

Glencolans? Wonder where that word came from. Is it an organisation? Location?

What the hell did these people do to reality? I assume they can hear us on the network. Maybe they can read this. But they don't or won't answer us. I don't think it's can't.

I found a game a little while ago, just some old ass Snake game. It had a callsign in all the top scores. Wouldn't answer me when I talked to them but I finally managed to get one of the top scores. Next day they'd beat my score again. I can't get a high enough score to try this again. Is that person a Glencolan or something else? Is that Sol person that Martin spoke to a Glencolan or something else?

How many different groups of people are we dealing with here?

That thing in the cabin that killed Ben doesn't sound like a Morse code plane crasher. More like a miniboss. Maybe that one is more like us, displaced from who knows where and when.

[ He's only spinning theories like this because most people he does this at don't really answer. Even if Dirk doesn't answer either, it's fine. What else is Senku doing at night when it's too dark to do much else? ]

Whale and a song. I don't have one millimeter of an idea what that means. If shark guy goes through with his raft idea maybe we'll find out soon enough though. Might work both ways.

not here!!!

[salamanca]

[ Seeing someone reference what happened at the cabin so casually, only hours after he regained consciousness, has Lalo mildly furious. He is even more furious because he can do nothing about it. So instead he's just going to die a little bit on the inside.

He stares at his alias, spelled out so clearly for anyone who ventures past this in the past 24 hours to see, and feels a little sick. It's not as bad as an entire post dedicated to telling everyone what happened, of course, but that's almost gone.

Now here's another reminder.

That's not the only part of this conversation he's paying attention to ofc, but it's hard not to immediately notice.

Don't mind him, he's just going to stew quietly and helplessly. ]

[hyakuoku]

[ Sorry Lalo, Senku is too logic brained to consider this might be shitty. It's not personal or on purpose whoops! ]

[salamanca]

[ It's okay, Senku! Not your fault. He's not mad at you, anyway. On some level, Lalo is aware of how Senku is, and that there's likely no ill intent here.

But it also doesn't matter what Senku's intentions are. Lalo's failures are still being broadcast to anyone reading. The first thing, or one of the first things, that anyone new is going to hear about him is going to be his crowning humiliation. At least for a while. So Lalo is angry anyway. Not at Senku personally, but... at himself, which is a novel feeling for him and one it takes him a few minutes to register and place. He's angry, too, at the piece of shit in the cabin, of course. And at his situation, the way it exists in this present moment in time.

Lalo is used to people being terrified to offend him, even on accident. He is emphatically not used to coping with public embarrassment of this magnitude. He definitely is not used to the helplessness of it all. He is not used to having his failures broadcasted to everyone so freely, with no say in any of it.

He is, in fact, not used to failing, period.

Even if intellectually understanding the usefulness of specifics as a deterrent, trying to remember what Cohle told him, helps somewhat, it's still not enough to offset just how incredibly jarring this is.

But saying anything publicly seems likely to invite a sadist to mentally torture him, if there are any of those listening, and saying anything privately to Senku seems pointless when Senku is far from the only one casually discussing this so openly. Not to mention a good way to potentially offend a useful (hopefully) ally, who wasn't (Lalo is forced to admit to himself) trying to cause harm.

So, Lalo is forced to come back down to Earth, to take a deep breath, and to try to cope like, horror of horrors, a normal person. ]

[timaeus]

Bro, I got here less than half a day ago.
I don't even know any of the names you're dropping.
You're gonna have to slow down a bit.
What thing in what cabin?

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[salamanca]

There's a cabin partway in the direction of the NE coast. I'd be more specific but it doesn't sound like you're anywhere near there.

Guy's not too friendly. Likes to shoot arrows at people who get too close to his little wooden cabin.

Definitely doesn't use morse code.

[timaeus]

Did you actually try?
Maybe retro telecommunication methods are the key to his heart.

[salamanca]

Yeah, man. I tried. He didn't like it.

[timaeus]

Damn.
Well, I'm out of ideas.

[hyakuoku]

Right, my bad.
There's a cabin towards the northeast somewhere. Whatever lives there pretty much used killing someone as a threat to the rest of us, but it seemed to me like that guy might be aware of the respawn thing just from what I gathered. Doesn't make me wanna meet him. I think he wasn't human and he didn't use Morse code.

So is he like us? Or is he something else.

You think these people who won't answer their call signs are the Glencolans?

[timaeus]

I don't know shit about people not answering anyone.
But it seems like a reasonable possibility.
If the Glencolans are really the ones who left these radios for everyone, chances are they left themselves a way to make use of them.

[hyakuoku]

There are several call signs that don't answer. They aren't any of us. There's one that someone named Martin talked to, Sol. He seems pretty damn weird, but also like something about this place is a religious experience to these people. Wonder if it's related to this whale thing or if something ELSE is going on too.
How do we all get the radios upon waking anyway? So far no one has seen another person arrive here, so we can't say what happens when we do. Is someone waiting around to issue one?
I wanna talk to these Glencolans.

[timaeus]

Maybe they'll be more responsive if directly referred to as such.
Assuming those callsigns are in fact them and not just some more otherworldly jackasses wandering around on their own just choosing to ignore everyone.

[hyakuoku]

Maybe so. One way to find out.

I think we figured out all the callsigns for people who showed up at the same time. Anyone earlier than us, no way of knowing. Their communications skills are apparently for shit. Or maybe they're just shy.

[timaeus]

How long has this group been here?

[hyakuoku]

8 days today.