Although ocular & brain implants are the means of communication nowadays, a messenger service still exists in this world. Mostly everyone uses LINE nowadays even if the need for cellular phones is null. Characters may have already recognized the interface to be somewhat familiar with the similar shade of green and same old slogan.
It happens the first time, and several times throughout the week as your character goes about their new routine. The sound of machine-like whirring, deep within their cranium, like a computer that’s in the midst of processing some new information. Then, there’s the familiar ping of a new public message, and whatever you were thinking about at that point of time will be plastered on the network, for all to read and react to. Daydreaming about ponies at work? Having a fun night out at a club? Regretting said night out at the club? Falling into a deep depression about how your life has turned out so far? It doesn’t matter when or where, because the system doesn’t discriminate. You’ll soon find the thoughts you were having during those moments posted on the network and it won’t be possible to delete.
"The system is updating … ... The system is updating … "
That’s the only explanation SYNTHIA will give when prodded or asked to take down a post. She’s not too helpful at this moment.
"Yeah, sorry. She gets temperamental like that sometimes. I can’t really do anything about your business being out there. But it’s pretty funny, right? Looks like you got hella wrecked last night. Good for you."
Welcome to our first Network Mingle! This is a TFLN-inspired mingle that’s been tweaked to make it completely canon to the game. Due to a glitch in the system, random thoughts that characters might be having throughout the week will be registered as network posts and posted in public for all to see and respond to. This can happen at any time as they wander around the main base or different Neo Tokyo locations!
HOW TO PLAY: 1. Write out prompts (example below) for others to respond to. These can be thoughts they’re having in bed, at work, while intoxicated or what-have-you. You can look up shower thoughts or TFLN as inspiration, but remember that this will be game canon so it has to be written in your character’s voice. 2. Go around and respond to others! 3. ??? 4. PROFIT!
Participation in this mingle isn’t obligatory, of course. If you don’t want your character to participate, you can simply assume the glitch did not affect them.
We also have a code below for fun, but please don't feel pressured to use it. As always, a regular text thread works out just fine! Most importantly, have fun!
(Please remember to put warnings for NSFW/triggering content in the subject header.)
Nihilism is like a poison that can seep into any mind left alone for long enough. When the song of the heart isn't answered, that poisoned water can soak into the roots of the mind and thread its way into crevices dark and difficult to navigate normally. I, too, was once in that place, lonely and lost in meaninglessness, until I saw that ball fall down the steps. No matter what, I'll continue to run forward. No matter what it takes, I can't let it reach me... And, perhaps, in some way... I can help those here to keep running, too.
I never thought I'd have a space to myself like this. If only there were more of a selection of books to read, it would be perfect...
Do I belong here? Among me there are so many special individuals with more capability than me. There's not a single other puppy that I see. This loneliness makes my heart ache. Why am I so different? Is there a purpose to my being here?
Technology is amazingly advanced. Though I walk along these streets on my own four paws, not a single person bats an eye, and not a single one reaches out to pat my head and call me a good boy. To them, I am human. I am respected, admired, understood. I am left... nearly uninterrupted. Is it really so impressive that I can move a ball to a goal, or stand in front of a camera while holding various objects and smiling?
They do still stare at me when I have my special new treat, a morning cup of whipped cream. I suppose not everything can be cloaked.
I can smell the meat from various restaurants and carts along this street... Hungry...
If only I could be as straightforward as Wendy... There will come a time when I'll require a modest amount of water for bathing, but not only do I lack opposable thumbs, I'm sure my fur would cause a clogging of the showers. What should I do, I wonder...?
I'm embarrassed that you heard me thinking about it, but... yes. Not nearly as often as humans, however, unless I happen to step in something unfortunate.
I wonder about it often... If there is no purpose, then something should be able to exist, but should it continue to? Is there a point without purpose? Is "purpose" just an illusion created as a moving goal post, forever placed further and further away so that the journey can hold meaning?
I believe one can exist without purpose, but I also believe that that existence would feel empty, lonely, and sad. I believe purpose should be discovered by the soul who wishes to find it, so not to fall into a chasm of despair.
I was very tempted. To be honest, I'm hesitant to attempt purchases within the city after my first incident. I attempted to place my wrist delicately on the scanner for payment, but the cashier accused me of "smacking it"... The disconnect between my cloak and myself is difficult to adjust to.
i don't know much about all that complicated stuff but every man out there's got a purpose ... even if that man just so happens t'be a dog so don't act like you've got yer tail between your legs already
( this may just be the nicest thing he's said thus far... if you can call it nice. )
So you believe there is no purpose to life, but you are not overwhelmed with despair? Have you accepted this truth of yours, and found peace? Or is it that because there may be no purpose, you've abandoned all cares and moral obligations?
[ ...That's a lot of heavy thoughts there, bud. Even though some of it is a topic that's been weighing on his mind, too. ]
i'm not really that smart about this stuff, but... it seems way too easy to fall into that line of thinking, right? or i mean, it's easy to go from that to just full-on total misanthropy. like. nothing matters bc i don't matter -> i don't matter cause nothing i do makes a difference -> it's not my fault, why won't anyone help me -> it's everyone else's fault things are this screwed up.
Yes, misanthropy is definitely a risk of deeper thinking. To realize the apparent meaninglessness of all things, and the selfishness of mankind, can quickly devolve into hatred and dislike.
I believe any puppy or person, no matter their intelligence level, can sit and think. I don't believe that everyone will, though. Most find it wasteful and move on, But I can't help but feel stuck on these thoughts, left to endlessly wander in search of answers, rather than vague feelings...
Hey, if you check the implant, I'm sure you can find something interested to read. I haven't looked myself, but I've heard a couple of people talking about something called an E-reader.
I like to feel the pages on my fingers though... and the book smell can't be beat.
Mr. Kakashi, hello. I've never heard of these E-readers, so I'll have to look into this myself. If it's a matter of no books or digital, I'll gladly make use of the technology here.
You're right about the feeling and smell of a true book, though. I can't imagine not being able to press my paw pads into the pages. For a brief moment, while sniffing the old pages worn by time and use, I feel connected to the author... at least in my mind.
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un: snowmoon
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Do you believe something needs purpose in order to exist?
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I wonder about it often... If there is no purpose, then something should be able to exist, but should it continue to? Is there a point without purpose? Is "purpose" just an illusion created as a moving goal post, forever placed further and further away so that the journey can hold meaning?
I believe one can exist without purpose, but I also believe that that existence would feel empty, lonely, and sad. I believe purpose should be discovered by the soul who wishes to find it, so not to fall into a chasm of despair.
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@hawthorn
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@HTKRIZO
but every man out there's got a purpose
... even if that man just so happens t'be a dog
so don't act like you've got yer tail between your legs already
( this may just be the nicest thing he's said thus far... if you can call it nice. )
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I hadn't meant for those thoughts to be shared, but I appreciate you reaching out in kindness. Thank you.
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@nightview
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i don't think anyone or anything has a purpose
why is everyone so serious about that sort of thing?
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One is more concerning than the other.
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@rabbit
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Rabbit... That was... Mr. Fushiguro?
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i'm not really that smart about this stuff, but... it seems way too easy to fall into that line of thinking, right? or i mean, it's easy to go from that to just full-on total misanthropy.
like. nothing matters bc i don't matter -> i don't matter cause nothing i do makes a difference -> it's not my fault, why won't anyone help me -> it's everyone else's fault things are this screwed up.
idk. that kind of thinking makes me so mad.
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I believe any puppy or person, no matter their intelligence level, can sit and think. I don't believe that everyone will, though. Most find it wasteful and move on, But I can't help but feel stuck on these thoughts, left to endlessly wander in search of answers, rather than vague feelings...
But rest assured I have no hatred for mankind.
( not now, at least. )
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@bookish
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At the same time, it might be that I can't quite reach most of the shelves.
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( ID: CHAFF. )
I like to feel the pages on my fingers though... and the book smell can't be beat.
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You're right about the feeling and smell of a true book, though. I can't imagine not being able to press my paw pads into the pages. For a brief moment, while sniffing the old pages worn by time and use, I feel connected to the author... at least in my mind.
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Pickles? [ it makes sense when you remember pickles were once... cucumbers, yes. ]
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but who is this? it feels rude to ask outright, but... )
This is Pickles, yes. I'm sorry if my thoughts wandered in your direction. They've been running loose lately.
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