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othellovonryan) wrote2025-03-17 08:51 am
othellovonryan) wrote2025-03-17 08:51 am
Dream Heart
Noise.
It starts as just irritation. A metaphorical crawling under your skin. Things are too noisy, too bright, there is too much happening all the time and you can't take it all in-
It sounds so inviting, a freedom from the noise, but its wrong, its wrong, its wrong and the noise is getting louder, mechanical and foreboding as it sees you, it knows you are there, and it wants to make you apart of it.
For a moment, there is quiet.
You breathe.
And fall through water.
It starts as just irritation. A metaphorical crawling under your skin. Things are too noisy, too bright, there is too much happening all the time and you can't take it all in-
Then silence it, make it yours, make it you, take control and destroy what will not submit
It sounds so inviting, a freedom from the noise, but its wrong, its wrong, its wrong and the noise is getting louder, mechanical and foreboding as it sees you, it knows you are there, and it wants to make you apart of it.
Anatawa hitorijanai
For a moment, there is quiet.
You breathe.
And fall through water.
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Rinku is able to head to the junkyard and when she gets there, she will see a place FULL of materials. There is a the rocky quarry, so there is an assortment of what appears to be stone, if still in that neon lines style, and plenty of old machines. There's cars! There's appliances! Cell phones! And some of the tech even looks MORE advanced if she digs, old drones and lasers and other things.
There are SO many materials.
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These things are way out of her depth as to how to put anything together, but... maybe that's what the crafting table is for! Is what occurs to her after a lot of distracted flitting around and poking at things.
She takes out the crafting table and tries putting a microwave and a cell phone onto it together. Can't beat the classics. (2009 is classic to her, and I am old.)
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If this is a reference to something, Sair does not know what it is.Rinku puts together a microwave and a cell phone onto the crafting table and-
Gets a Smart Microwave! It heats things up! It pops popcorn! It can also be used to call people and programmed and given voice commands!
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Sometimes your canon gets reclassified as a "collab-based franchise" for a couple years and you can make references like Steins;Gate, no worries.It's no time machine, but Rinku sparkles anyway, looking it over. She almost puts in a phone number to call... but then realizes that she doesn't remember any phone numbers, nor know who she can call.
"Aww..."
She isn't down for long, though. The Smart Microwave goes into the inventory, and she investigates some more items. What about the broken drone and the... weird laser gun? What's that do if she combines them?
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Though what that does in Heart Dream Land, I do not even know.
Rinku now has Laser Drone. Its a drone! With a laser! She can use the phone settings of her microwave to control it, or attach another thing to be a controller.
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...Wait, what is she supposed to be doing?
Drone recalled and put into her inventory, she's gonna try combining as many Tron-line rocks as she can to see what those do.
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Rocks.
These are rocks.
Though as she's playing with them, sometimes she gets an item, sometimes she gets recipes.
Like so. The various different things you can use stone to make! You can make stone blocks! Slabs, stairs, walls! You can even get them carved with cool designs! Stones on stones on stones.
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As she explores the junkyard, is there anything else of note?
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This is a place where people throw things away, old junk left abandoned, but there are such possibilities here. Old can be made new and made better with a little determination and okay, quite a lot of cleverness.
The junkyard is a place of note because it is a place of possibilities that anyone can gather from.
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This seems right to her. It feels like there's something more she should add to that, something fun and bouncy and spinny, maybe? But she's not sure who she is right now, much less where, much less what feels like the right thing to say.
Well, she smiles anyway, and she pockets a few more things and hugs the nearest large object to send back the happy feeling to wherever it came from. Then it's back to the riverbank to see what's going on there.