week one - thursday evening - luna

[arockstar]

[Luna is certainly one of the more interesting players out of the bunch. That could prove useful. He's not entirely sure what they're dealing with in terms of this competition just yet—he anticipates the weekend will clear that up for him—but it doesn't hurt to get a headstart on scoping out his options.

It takes him a while to find Luna. He expected her to be in the lab, or maybe trying to sneakily ferret things out of the temple's more secluded areas, rules be damned. The entryway is the last place he thinks to look, not expecting her to have much interest in the sparse little area. Apparently he was wrong.]

I hadn't pegged you for a stargazer.

[Despite the name.]

Have you tried to go down the stairs yet?

[He nods at the staircase that drops into the clouds.]

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[artificialhighness]

It seems rather a waste otherwise, doesn't it?

[It's an idle thought, because who knows whether the gods have a concept of wastefulness on their end. It's a little funny because robots are both the ultimate end in disposable parts. But even they, apparently, have a concept of waste not and want not.

Maybe.]

My home... [she gives it a moment more of thought] ... isn't the most hospitable place for living creatures. Robots can get by, of course, but humans have a harder time. It can be surprising, what doesn't change in how one or the other reacts to such a world.

I think it's probably a little different from the places many of you come from. Will you describe yours?

[arockstar]

[He gives a little "mm" in agreement. She's not wrong.]

Oh, yikes. Yeah, it's probably pretty different. We don't have robots, or at least, nothing with an AI.

[Which makes it weird, interacting with all these androids. Newt thinks of them as just any other human, but he's acutely aware that that isn't really the case.

Oh well. The meaning of life and crap isn't really relevant right now.]

Uh... I'm from Earth, for starters. It's just me and like a few billion other humans, plus that whole alien invasion thing.

[He's pretty sure he's mentioned it to Luna. He's also realizing that this is a difficult question to answer.]

The Kaiju have already messed the planet up pretty bad, and assuming we manage to fight them off, there's gonna be longterm damage that we can't really predict yet. Like, tons of Kaiju blood keeps getting into the oceans, and it's toxic as hell.

[He's... lowkey excited about studying that process over time, but it's also super bad for like, everyone.]

But uh, for the moment, the planet's in decent enough shape. Sort of.

[artificialhighness]

[Meanwhile, on the other end of the spectrum, Luna just finds it funny whenever people are surprised at her or others of her kind -- that they can have their own thoughts, and motivations, and that their shells are so deceptively difficult to see through.

For some reason the gods have thrown a few ambassadors of the roomba kind into the mix, and she is absolutely having a good time with it.]

Yes, I remember your alien invasion problem.

[She mentions it with the same placid tone you'd mention a particularly thorny math problem on a high school quiz. Sometimes that's just the way things go.]

So your planet is slowly being poisoned -- these kaiju that you speak of, they seem to be using a scorched earth strategy, don't they? I suppose that, depending upon how advanced they are, it wouldn't occur to them to simply conquer the living things on the planet.

But the waging of war is always somewhat short-sighted. I do hope your planet survives.