TFA SlipstreamSlipstream sits near an old dilapidated watermill, literally cooling her heels in the rapid, rain-swelled mountain stream that threatens to wash away the remnants of the old mill.
It's all fun and games until someone falls from the sky.
I've been feeling kinda...divided lately. Waiting for the other wheel spat to drop.
On the one clawed-hand it's all fun and games here: dancing, movies, dodging lightening...board games. It's like the place Lampost take Meccoggio, in that recharge tale, where they all make total afts of themselves. Everyone just eating sweets and playing games and forgetting they once had a purpose.
Are we all just making afts of ourselves here?
Because, in the other talon, we have the tenuous grasp on reality. People appear and disappear seemingly at random, like falling into or out of a dream, and from the rumors I hear...sometimes they go and return...with no memory of being here. Doesn't argue much for any of this being more than...some wonderland. Going down the rabbit hole into some virtual world an architect made, filled with our own residual self image. Or...if real...why so maddening? Like the plot of some classic Science-fiction show. Or, somewhere there is the man behind the curtain. Bela Lugosi is shouting "pull the strings, pull the strings!"
So, I end up divided: admittedly drawn toward these seemingly worldly pleasures of the shell, yet still hanging onto what I knew before with every sharp digit.
What about the fun and games we used to have? Battle. Fighting. Conflict. Conquest! Noble fight to regain our homeworld and sacred artifact? Anyone?
The moment I had a chance; as soon as I had enough brothers to actually make us formidable - immortal air force - they started disappearing. And, I have to listen to pontification about fate and making our own fate?
What about the fate I planned where I schemed and plotted to resurrect my creator and he would be....
I don't know how to resolve this for myself. I've been back and forth on this issue for lunar cycles! How do we just go from what we knew to being at peace...with peace. I try to draw some kind of inspiration from others, even fictional characters: like how Aeryn was so militant in the beginning and ended up one of the most adamant proponents of peace.
I don't know that I can just settle down. I've tried. If not to settle and be at peace, at least then to find something here to challenge me enough: tasks, mysteries.
But some tasks, like getting a heavy, industrial drilling machine from the Beta Site on the plains, to the Alpha Site in the mountains, however interesting the challenge, just require more bots...or teleportation skills...or a space-bridge-like device.
Much as I am wasting for a challenge, some things are just beyond me.
Still, there is so much fight in me. I need to do something! I need more.
I don't know if this world is the hood and jesses, or this predatory bird needs a hood and jesses to be at peace in this world! Either way, I won't really be broken. Even if the world itself is the only thing left to fight; I'll fight it, for lack of another target.[ooc: This location was discovered by TFA Skywarp, and I believe only TFA Ramjet, besides Slipstream, ICly knows where it is at this point. If anyone else wants their character to be able to discover it by some means, let me know.]