Meaningmunching...
Meaningmunching...
61 quotes (61 spoken, 0 mentions)
“This Worker would not presume to…play.”
“This one was unaware of this fact. This one apologizes to Innkeeper Solstice for its failure.”
“Apologies, Innkeeper Solstice. This one does not believe the pawn piece moves left and right.”
“This one does not believe so.”
“This one would watch, Prognugator.”
“They—we. We are all sad.”
“This one—I understand. This one has become I.”
“I understand sorrow. I understand regret for the death of individual Klbkch and Worker. I was wrong. It was a sad thing. For Klbkch. For the Worker. Then death is sad. Then it is all…sad.”
“I. I am. I have become I. I do not understand.”
“If this one—is not—how are the many one? An individual cannot exist—the many are—how am I?”
“I. I am. But it is wrong. All is wrong. When the many become one, it is Aberration. I am Aberration.”
“I cannot be individual. I cannot have names. I cannot choose my own actions. It is wrong. I am no longer one of the Workers. I am…me. This is wrong.”
“He is Prognugator. I am—was Worker. I should not be.”
“I cannot understand. I am Aberration. All is Aberration. This Hive—I cannot accept it. Why am I sad? Why am I sad? What have you done to me?”
“I feel. I feel all.”
“Why?”
“I do not understand. But—I am. And I too am sad.”
“Innkeeper—Erin Solstice. I am sorry for the death of Klbkch and the Worker. I regret their death and your suffering.”
“I am no longer a Worker. I am an individual. I would like a name.”
“I—do not wish to. I must have a name. Where may I find one?”
“I will do so.”
“I would like to be known as ‘Pawn.’ It is a fitting name for this individual.”
“Hello. Erin Solstice.”
“They are afraid. They will not be like me.”
“But I have told them what it means to regret the passing of individuals. They understand.”
“These ones offer condolences to the Innkeeper Solstice.”
“These ones wish for the Innkeeper Solstice to heal from wounds received. These ones express their regret for her suffering.”
“It is part of custom. These ones are taught to express regret/sadness/loss for death in appropriate mourning moments. To cease work during funerals to not disturb Liscor’s citizens.”
“The Prognugator carried out his duties. The Worker died carrying out his duties. No mourning is necessary for broken shells and dead individuals. These ones merely express regret of individual Klbkch’s failure to protect.”
“These ones express regret for the failure of the Prognugator to protect the Innkeeper Solstice.”
“This one offers apologies for its mistake.”
“This one apologizes. But this one cannot. These ones offer regret to the Innkeeper Solstice.”
“Yes. These ones will disperse to assigned duties. Forgive these ones for disturbing the Innkeeper Solstice and others.”
“These ones are not permitted to leave the city or move about without permission.”
“These ones are not suitable for independent action. These ones must not be unaccompanied.”
“This one has no name. This one is not important. This one is not an individual.”
“This one is not an individual. This one cannot be.”
“Stop saying thAt.”
“stOp talkinG. Stop askING me—”
“Stop tHaT. Stop weeping for hiM. Stop aSKING mE—”
“You don’t know what he was.”
“Don’t ask—this one is not Klbkch. Not individual. We are worthless. Just like the one who died there. No names. Not like him.”
“Apologies. But the Innkeeper Solstice makes a mistake. This one—I am sorry. You misunderstand, Erin. At this moment, you are not simply playing me, but all the Antinium gathered here.”
“The hundred play as one mind. We see a hundred moves and play them all in turn. We think together and play as one body.”
“Just so. We think as one. That is the nature of the Antinium. Even if—that nature has been compromised by the experiment. Though I am individual, that is still true of me. I do not know why, but I feel…”
“We felt their loss, Erin. But only when we knew it. The Queen remembers. She knows us all. But we—we are Antinium. This is new.”
“At least, Klbkch will not be gone forever. So long as the Queen lives, she will remember him.”
“Why would she remember him? He was no Prognugator. He had no name.”
“He was the designated Worker who won 54.6% of all games he played. He had no name. If you wish it, I will remember him, Miss Solstice.”
“Do not be sad, Miss Solstice. We are the Antinium. So long as the Hive exists, all will be well. So long as the Queen lives—nothing else matters.”
“Not so long as the Queens live. He will be remembered. It is more than any other Antinium has.”
“I—see. I feel there is much misunderstood, but I respect your grief.”
“Will you play another game, Erin?”
“There is much we learn from each game, Erin Solstice. Please do not stop teaching.”
“We can see the ending.”
“I merely learn from Erin Solstice. She is an expert in this game.”
“It was a good game, Erin.”
“I have lived more than half of the average Worker’s lifespan. The Workers do not level up frequently. Some do not level at all.”
“We have very few levels, Erin. I myself am a Level 2 [Butcher] and Level 1 [Carpenter].”
“Yes, Erin Solstice. We are taught such things as we are formed in Birther Sacs. All Workers know of leveling, but we seldom do.”
“I do not know, Erin Solstice. These are mysteries of the world. They are what they are, yes?”