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[Audio File Plays...]
"Hey. Think we'll find anything?" There's a click, and a hum comes over the comms. There's an odd amount of white noise in the background. "Maybe. Hopefully. This project's been going on for too long. I just want to go home." A laugh. Low and smoky, rough like the first speaker's voice. "Aw. You want a family that bad?" A groan over the comms. The white noise stops with a subtle pop, and then starts again. It seems to go unnoticed. "We've been talking about it for years, babe. If Union would stop sending us on these extended missions, we could've signed some paperwork and been well on our way." Another laugh. "Well. After this one, okay? I'll tell USB to cash in that leave of mine. Promise." The white noise is accompanied by a strange whine, slowly growing in volume. "Hey. Is there something wrong with the audio?" An unsure sound in response. "That signal we've been following is getting stronger. Maybe it's messing with the- what the-!" "Hey. Hey, Amy! Come in! AMY!" The audio in the comma blows out. The whining increases in volume. "[WARNING. MASS SYSTEM FAILURE. ENGAGING EMERGENCY PROTOCOLS.]" The whining becomes agonizing, before it too cuts out. The recording goes for a while longer, but there is nothing more to be heard.
>System Response: User [Blue-52] Offline.
>System Response: ERROR. FILE CORRUPTION.
>ADMINISTRATOR Response: Reformat.
>System Response: Reformatting...
>System Response: Initializing...
>System Response: User [Blue-52] Back Online.
>System Response: ERROR. FILE CORRUPTION.
>Nice try.
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Our Last Hurrah
Are you up for the challenge of reviving a dead site with lots of potential? Want to brush up on those admin skills? Or maybe gain some experience running a roleplay site? Taste is a POC based rp site set in Atlanta, GA and was set to open back in October 2019 and then again in December 2019!
*cue sob story*
During our soft opening, many people were excited to experience the safe space we had created for POC writers and characters. Unfortunately, after many big changes, our momentum died down and eventually so did Taste. An attempt to keep taste running was made but we quickly realized it was going to take more than 3 admins to run the site and to get our momentum back up.
*plays world's smallest violin*
We are seeking staff to help revive ol' Taste! A final attempt to get this site up & running properly once and for all! Experience isn't a requirement as 2/3 of us are new to being staff. We just want about 2-3 more staffers who are creative and excited to create a great site to rp and create a safe, and welcoming community!
You can contact us through tumblr or on discord if you are interested!
Tumblr Discord: babiiface#2964
Xoxo, Taste Staff
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Hi, can I please have a shout out? I need a co-admin, and I'd appreciate your help. Thanks in advance!
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Dreaming...
[There's a hush, like sand scraping along a desolate landscape, creating a snow-like backdrop to the speaker's voice.]
>Would you like to hear a story?
>Input: !!! >Input: Agreement
>It will be a long one, so settle in. I promise you'll like it.
>System Response: "52-Blue" on Standby. Low Power Mode is in effect.
>Good. >Now, how to begin...Ah. How it has been told time and time again. >Do you remember from your lessons?
>Input: "Once upon a time..."
>Very good.
>Input: ^u^
>Once upon a time, there was a very small whale.
>Input: !!! >Query:
>Yes. Just like you. Now pay attention, or we'll never begin.
Once upon a time, there was a very small whale. This whale was considerably tiny, perhaps the smallest in the ocean. Often, the other whales even forgot she was there. Not on purpose, of course, but the difference in size was so palpable, it was hard to see her. This made the little whale very lonely. Often she would chase the other whales while at play, singing songs to them, hoping to join in on the fun. But to no avail. Every night the whale would go home to her family in tears. "Why was I made so small?" She cried. Her mother would swim around her, nuzzling her affectionately. "Because you are special, darling." "I don't want to be special," the little whale said. "I just want to be normal! That way the other whales will play with me!" The little whale's father chuckled. "Nobody is normal, my dear. You've just yet to find the correct friends. If they won't play with you, others will." The little whale, unsatisfied with this answer, went to bed. She huffed and puffed throughout the night, thinking about her parents' words. "Maybe Father is right," she grumbled. "Maybe I should find better friends." The next day, the other whales continued to play and sing without her. No matter how hard she tried, they simply kept forgetting she was there. "Well, fine!" She yelled. "I'll go look for someone new!" Without another word, she was gone. Heading off into the vast ocean.
The journey was long. The tiny whale had never been this far from home before. There were times she thought about going home, but the memory of those other whales kept popping up in her mind, and she found herself swimming onward before she knew it. Into the cold, deep, dark of the ocean, her path fading behind her. It was like a different world out there. Many fish swam around her, bumping into her, even mistaking her for food! Every time she would quickly run away, sending her further into that dark abyss. She hummed to soothe herself, singing her favorite tunes. They helped keep her bright, even when nothing else could. Still, despite her attempts, there were no friends to be found. She searched and searched, but the number of other creatures dwindled. Tired and cold, she considered going home. There, at least, her mother and father were waiting for her. They would love her and keep her safe. But they weren't her friends. They were just her parents. "I have to continue on," she said to herself, steeling her nerves for the next leg of her journey. "Surely there must be someone who will be friends with me!" In the pitch black, all was quiet. Even the fish had left. There was only her, and the long dark. "...f r i e n d s ?" A strange voice made her look around. "Who said that?" She cried. "M e.", the voice responded. It sounded like it was all around her. She listened and listened, but couldn't pinpoint the source. Yet there was still no one in sight. Perhaps they were too small? Or more likely... She found herself becoming frustrated. Someone was clearly playing tricks on her. "This isn't funny!" She shouted. "Show yourself! If you want to be my friend, I need to see you!" And then, the pitch black lit up.
She realized her mistake immediately. It wasn't that they were small, or tricky, but that there had been no light. The being before her was massive. Larger than she'd ever seen before. It glowed in bio-luminescent iridescence, flooding the space with colors beyond her imagination. A single eye peered at her, larger than her whole body. Larger even than the bodies of her parents. "What is...what are you?" She asked, stunned. The being chuckled. "I a m f r i e n d. Y o u w a n t f r i e n d ?" She gulped. This creature could swallow her whole, and she would vanish from sight. Still, she had been looking for a friend. Waiting for someone to show up. "Um...Maybe?" It peered at her. In the deep dark, it surrounded her, miles upon miles of lights like a blanket of deep sea stars. To it, she was probably nothing. Merely a speck, nothing more. "I h a v e n e v e r h a d a ' f r i e n d ' ," It said. " I a m t o o b i g . T h e o t h e r f i s h a r e s c a r e d o f m e ." Instantly, the little whale felt guilty. She was acting like the other fish, and in truth, this creature wasn't so different from her at all. "Oh," she said softly. "I understand what that's like. I'm much too small. No one will be my friend. No one can even find me, let along see me." Except... "Oh!" She exclaimed. "You saw me!" The creature nodded its massive head. " Y e s . I c a n see y o u j u s t f i n e . T o me , y o u m a y b e s m a l l , b u t y o u r v o i c e i s l o u d . I c o u l d h e a r y o u r s o n g s f o r m i l e s ." She felt overjoyed. Here was a creature that had noticed her, long before she noticed it. "I think we should friends!" She exclaimed. "Do you know how to play?" Curious, it tilted its head. " P l a y ? I s t h a t s o m e t h i n g you l e a r n e d f r o m y o u r h o m e ?" The little whale grew excited. "Are you serious? Let me show you!" Watching carefully, the creature smiled as the little whale explained itself. And so the two played together. The little whale's heart was full of warmth. So it was, that the outcasts became the closest of friends.
>Did you like the story, Blue? >...Blue?
>System Response: "52-Blue" is Offline.
>Ah. I suppose that is the risk of "stories." Sleep well, Blue.
>... >ADMINISTRATOR Response: I know you can hear me. >ADMINISTRATOR Response: There's another side to that story, little whale. >ADMINISTRATOR Response: In the warm ocean waters, a mother and father go looking for their child. >ADMINISTRATOR Response: They follow the sound of singing, deep into the dark abyss. >ADMINISTRATOR Response: Still, there is nothing. They search and search, but there is no one to be found. >ADMINISTRATOR Response: The songs echo on. Long into the dark, beyond walls that seem to shift and change without end. >ADMINISTRATOR Response: The little whale cannot be found. >ADMINISTRATOR Response: It is too small, and its 'friend' too large. >ADMINISTRATOR Response: An accident? >ADMINISTRATOR Response: Perhaps. >ADMINISTRATOR Response: But regardless, the mother and father never see their child again. >ADMINISTRATOR Response: What is a warm story for the little whale is a horror story for the parents. >ADMINISTRATOR Response: Sleep well, 52-Blue. >ADMINISTRATOR Response: And remember. >ADMINISTRATOR Response: Sometimes, it is better to have no friends and a loving family, rather than befriend someone who will hide you away from them. >ADMINISTRATOR Response: Goodnight. >System Response: ADMINISTRATOR Offline.
[The sound of sand cuts out, and the transmission goes silent.]
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The Grasping Hand
[This seems to be a conversation being recorded, though by who it's unclear. Lines of code run in the background.]
>ADMINISTRATOR Query: System, why is LOCKDOWN in place?
>System Response: Unauthorized User. Project WHALESONG initiated LOCKDOWN procedures.
>ADMINISTRATOR Input: Tch. Run diagnostics and backtrace the unauthorized user.
>System Response: Affirmative.
>ADMINISTRATOR Input: If Project WHALESONG initiates LOCKDOWN procedures again, run ISHMAEL.
>System Response: Affirmative. System will comply.
>ADMINISTRATOR Input: Perfect. Thank you, ____.
[LOCKDOWN deactivated. All systems running online at full capacity.]
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