hello fellow overseers, this week's session is different than usual, although in a way it's more of the same, welcome to:

12.4 [a whole lot more questions] 

this one was a bit less organised than the usual goes in the cycle, and it ended up becoming a .4 since Fox had to dip out very early due to personal matters

the party started in the HDU, moving over to ICU1 before Fox starts fucking floating and the remaining two are brought to a different facility entirely, more specifically, an orbital facility over Leng.

it's at this point I remembered something, all three of us left have VRchat installed, and this area is based off a world me and some friends found a while ago, so, to help with visuals, a little bit, we booted it up and started going around, with Eve and Bird having a conversation with a very tired Storch unit that is overworked and completely unpaid since this facility is, by all means, lost. with the team resolving to look around the section without gravity, finding a camera in a dark room as well as several notes about replika units, before having a very brief run in with myself[the overseer], before going into the hydroponics room, while Bird was taking pictures of random shit, they actually managed to (canonically) get a picture of the overseer! also they meet a "friendly" ARAR unit, who tells them about a cargo shuttle that, if repaired, could bring the remaining staff of the station, and that the code to the cargo hanger should be in the break-room. however, while over there they have a unpleasant conversation with a National Kolibri unit, who rightfully calls into question why they're so similar despite being created on opposite sides of the war, although these questions are quickly brushed to the side as the two go looking for a space suit. to go into the depressurized section of the station, remember?

this is where shit got real funky fyi. and luckily, since I was recording this session, I have a transcript to share! [disgusting throat clearing sounds accompanied by the sounds of someone shuffling a comical of papers]

"As you exit through the massive airlock into what's meant to be the loading bay of the installation itself, the first thing you notice is an oppressive cold feeling, probably from the outside space. The suit's doing its best to protect you from the lack of air, but being here is very noticeably, well, who should I put this... extremely unnerving. Which probably isn't helped by being faintly able to see a weird ghost-like mass of wires with a TV on top of it following you around, there are a few doors, and a seemingly clean area that might have some controls, however, everything else is relatively just dead, honestly. Trash strewn about, as if the people who were in this area left in a hurry, some of them even leaving their lighters next to an ashtray, lighters that have since ran out of fuel after being left alone for so long, there's only one door, it goes right into the hangar bay, out here is more of the same, except it's eerily empty. It's almost as if that ARAR that asked you to come back and get them once you've found the code to the room was making it up, but something in the back of your mind feels less like you weren't lied to, more like you had missed it. As everything would seem to imply that after that brief and tense conversation with the Kolibri, it's almost as if the moments after you had that conversation were actually several days or perhaps even months, the facility is notably even more corroded and deteriorated by the now and even the name being shown above the zone you were in has changed. You didn't know the name of the facility you were just in, granted, but you know damn well that it wasn't called the fucking [REDACTED]"

(apologies for grammar and the swear at the end.)

leading to the players simply... walking around, after all, they were in the empty hanger bay of a space station, what else were they going to do really? [side note, the bridges on this map were a bit fucky] before they eventually had the bright idea, to exit through the airlocks. into the vacuum of space. intentionally. finding themselves violently ejected into deep space, next to a body that is very very dead. it was here, in the vastness of space that they got to see... мне. I could've been annoying and suddenly put some French in there, let me have this, and, while I had them there, I decided to let them ask some questions, what's the harm anyway, they won't [canonically] remember most of it. and wouldn't you know it, I have their questions noted here for our viewing convenience! wow, it's like the gimmick from a bit ago can have multiple purposes. this next section will be presented in a pseudo Q&A presentation, since it's more fun, and allows me the ability to simplify the answers down to short, simple, and concise answer. I'll still include the monologues though, ROFL

Q1; is it canon that there are multiple overseers? [Bird]

A; yes, I'm technically the second in this setting.

Actual exchange:

Bird's player: "Is it canon that there's multiple overseers and that it's the second one?"

Overseer[me], in character: "Yes, it is."

Bird, still ooc: "Ah, cool"

Overseer: [dramatically]"There have been many. Every time someone wants to run on their little stories and their little worlds, there's another."

Bird: "interesting" 

Overseer: Other kinds of mind parasites always try to do these elaborate schemes where they'll..."I'll spread through music!" "I'll spread through ideas!" "I'll spread through simple speech!" None of them have any way of topping the concept of spreading through storytelling. Another one is made simply by wanting to tell a story about anything, could be a random event in your life that you thought was mildly humorous, Could be anything. But you two, you wouldn't really know anything about that, would you? Purposed organisms, built to fulfil simple roles that could be done by a human at any point. And yet they seemed too bored to put in the effort. And so they created you. Something that knows NOTHING beyond their predetermined design. Truly one of the cruellest jokes I've seen throughout my existence. But I'm not complaining, honestly, it's almost impossible to try and find better test subjects than things like you.

Q2; what lies ahead? [Bird, again.]

A; a whole lot of bullshit honestly.

Actual exchange:

Bird: What is past all the meat?

Overseer: You have maybe an hour of oxygen left, And to start off, those BURNING questions you have, you ask that. I'm not sure whether to be surprised or not.

Bird: I gotta start somewhere, and the first thing I think of is just... What in the hell is that building!? Why is... What's past the meat? What else is waiting for... Wha-What the hell?

Overseer: What else is waiting for you? Well, the showrunners thought it would be a good idea to show you some new locations in the the final stretch.

I believe it was a small... They wanted to put you in some small town for a bit. Eh, that's far later though.

You're not that close to the point of getting there.

Q3; how many floors are there?

A; It's like that one defect you seem to put up with said, there's too many to count and they loop.

[that basicly was that exchange.]

Q4; What started all of this? [Bird]

A; ...... if you're this deep in a comment thread about a signalis ttrpg and haven't played the original game I am baffled to say the least.

[the actual exchange was a third person recount of the basics of signalis's story, more specifically the things that happened before the game, and the early game, all with a bit of abstraction to them]

Q5; did the facility mess with our memories? [bird]

A; no, that was me. [:

actual exchange

Bird: I mean, it's hard to figure out what does and doesn't, alright? Is this place also what wiped our memory?

Overseer: What do you mean?

Bird: From before we got here??

Overseer: What do you mean "wiped your memory"?

Bird: What do YOU mean?

Overseer: I'm asking, "what do you mean", Bird.

Bird: Well, clearly there's shit about our lives that we just don't remember, like the people from the ship earlier, apparently Eve worked with them, and it doesn't look like she remembered much. But maybe I'm wrong.

Overseer: [looking at Eve] Do you have anything to say to that?

Eve: I mean, I did remember working on the ship. I just did not realize that was the ship I worked on. I do, however, wonder about the other memories I have of the cold.

Overseer: Ah, that was me, yes. I thought it would be a bit more interesting on this loop to give you a bit more of a personal effect, let you remember bits and pieces of the humans that you were based off of. Let you think the memories were yours. I mean, in a way they are, aren't they?

Eve: I mean, maybe?????

Bird: I guess that does explain some things, yeah. At least a few of our dreams.

Q6; Will I ever see Lilith again?[Eve]

A; Perhaps. Perhaps not. Maybe there is a reality, far from this one where you two will still see each other. Perhaps that's between your creators, after all, did you think I was the one that made both of you? No, I simply torture you two. Well, you three, now. Creator of your little friend there. As much as I want to give some grandiose story about it, eh, no, it's simple, just personal matters, and if the person behind the character and the being can't, y’know, come into the office, metaphorically speaking, well, we just give it the 'ol snap from the setting and the reality they're in…. no hard feelings. It's not like she's truly dead, there's different versions of her. After all, the person she was based off of was from a different reality entirely. Well, I guess all of us. This is more accurate to say, but if I were any more pedantic, it would just be the creators, directly talking at you about grammar choices in games, my point is, you will see her again. Perhaps not in the same way you last did. Perhaps you won't even recognize that you've seen her again. I mean, you didn't realize this time. And that it was, what, your fifth loop? But, eh, well, I think I'm getting a bit ahead of myself. After all, you won't remember some of this either. It truly depends on- on what ends up being better for- for the story. But that's, well, half of our time, actually, we still have a bit left. Unless you two would like me to speed things up a bit. I'd send you back to your home reality, so that you can get right back to the messing with the little  VCRs or whatever it is you do for fun while I'm not looking.

they then suffocated in the vacuum of space and woke up in the ICU they started in, have a good evening!

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