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[demersel]

I'm gonna post some text here. A very uplifting read in context of ME3 ))

[spotlessvoid]

demersel wrote...

I'm gonna post some text here. A very uplifting read in context of ME3 ))

I'll post my response here

[demersel]

 'Christ', said Melio Arundez, 'Meina Cladstone's coming through on a priority-one squirt.'
Theo Lane joinedthe older man as they watched the ovverride data mist the air above the holopit. The Counsul came down the iron spiral staircase from the bedroom where he had gone to brood. 'Another message from TC?' he snapped.
'Not to us specifically,' said Theo, reading the red coses, as they formad and faded. 'It's an override fatline transmission to everyone, everywhere.'
  Arundez lowered himself into the pit cushions. 'Something's very wrong. Has the CEO ever broadcast on total wideband before?'
  'Never', said Theo Lane. 'The energy needed just to code such a squirt would be incredible.'
  The Counsul stepped closer and pointed to the codes now disappearing. 'It's not a squirt. Look, it's a real-time transmission.'
  Theo shook his head. 'We're talking transmission values of several hundred million gigaelectrons volts here.'
  Arundez whistled. 'At even a hundred million GeV, it'd better be important.'
  'A general surrender,' said Theo. 'It's the only thing that would call for a Universal real-time broadcast. Gladstone's sending it to the Ousters, Outback worlds, and overrun planets as well as the Web. It must be carried on all comm frequencies, HTV, and datasphere bands too. It must be a surrender.'
 'Shut up,' said Consul. He had been drinking.
The Comsul had started drinking immediately upon his return from the Tribunal, and his temper, which had been foul even as Theo and Arundez were slapping him on the back and celebrating his survival, had not improved after the lift-off, clearance of the Swarm, and the two hours he spent alone drinking while they accelerated towards Hyperion.
  'Meina Gladstone won't surrender,' slurred the Consul. The bottle of scotch was still in his hand. 'Just watch.' 
'

[TSA_383]

Ace7 wrote...

Bill Casey wrote...

scout.wisc.edu/Archives/SPT--FullRecord.php

Description:
The National Science Foundation sponsors thousands of substantial research projects every year across a very broad range of scholarly fields, and this recent provocative addition to the NSF's Earth & Environmental Science site will be of real interest to many. This particular feature allows visitors to explore the area of the ocean floor in and around a sea vent, complete with various interactive features. For those who are not already aware of sea vents, they support a rich ecosystem that includes fish, shrimp, tubeworms, mussels, crabs, and clams. The water from these sea vents comes out at close to 756 degrees Fahrenheit and appears to gush out in the same manner as smoke. Browsing through this underwater world, visitors can learn about the vents and the diverse life forms that exist 1.5 miles beneath the surface of the ocean.

Edit: I know, I know, this craic again.                                                                                                                                              
....... I now reckon the long numbers are proper coordinates. 82.65 is a longitudinal line running through the Arctic and the other numbers must indicate some point along this line. The Arctic and the Sea vents with their 756 degree F temp. certainly would add up. Plus, on the wall there are pictures of a sea & some crab like creatures. If this is the connection then why would the clues be pointing to Earth? Is there something else Im' supposed to be interpreting OR............. are there Leviathan creatures living in the Arctic on Earth? 

This is some wild speculating i'm doing here, I best go to bed.

Co-ordinates go to a canadian national park: 
http://en.wikipedia....q_National_Park 
Pretty close to CFS alert: 
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CFS_Alert 

That whole thing is nothing on the fact though that the child is on a wall covered in pictures of people killed in blackout murders. If you want a "the reapers already killed the kid" clue, that's a good one...

demersel wrote...

Yes. Cause if thing were as bad as they make them seem - ii would really be healthier to just move on. And not keep posting on an internet forum about it. ))

 
We're posting plot-analysis on a 6-month-old game... Those in glass houses 

[paxxton]

demersel wrote...

*snip*

Could you explain it? Does it relate somehow to ME3?

Modifié par paxxton, 13 septembre 2012 - 01:58 .

[demersel]

 On the torchship HS Stephen Hawking,  the twenty-third Hegemony spacecraft to carry the revered classical scientist's name, General Arthur Morpurgo looked up from the C board and hushed his two bridge officers. Normally this class of torchship carried a crew of seventy-five. Now, with the Core deathwand device loaded in the weapons bay and armed, Morpurgo and four volunteers were the total crew. Displays and discreet computer voices assured them them that the Stephen Hawking was on course, on time, and accelerating steadily toward near-quantum velocities and the military farcaster portal stationed at LaGrange Point Three between Madhya and its oversized moon. The Madhya portal opened directly to the fiercly defended Hyperion-space farcaster.
  'One minute eighteen seconds to translation point.' said Bridge Officer Saumun Morpurgo. The General's son.
Morpurgo nodded and keyed up the in-system wideband transmission. Bridge projectors were busy enough with the mission data, so General allowed voice only on the CEO's broadcast. He smiled despite himself. What would Meina say if she knew he was at the helm of the Stephen Hawking? Better she didn't know/ There was nothing else he could do. He preferred not to see the results of his precise, hand-delivered orders of the past two hours. Morpurgo looked at his oldest son with pride so fierce it borderd on pain. There were only so many torchship-rated personnel he coul approach about this mission, and his son had been the first to volunteer. If nothing else, the Morpurgo family's enthusiasm might have allayed spme Core suspicions.

[demersel]

TSA_383 wrote...
We're posting plot-analysis on a 6-month-old game... Those in glass houses 

Some people spend their whole live analysing literature and fiction. 

[demersel]

paxxton wrote...

Could you explain it? Does it relate somehow to ME3?

I can, I will and it does. Very much so. 

[demersel]

  'My fellow citizens,' Gladstone was saying, 'this is my final broadcast to you as your Chief Executive Officer.
  'As you know, the terrible war which has already devastated three of our worlds and is about to fall upon fourth, has been reported as an invasion be the Ouster Swarms.'
  'This is a lie.'
The comm bands flared with interference and went dead. 'Go to fatline' said General Morpurgo.
'One minute three seconds to translation point.' intoned his son.
Gladstone's voice returned, filtered and slightly blurred by fatline encrypting and decoding. '...to realize that our ancestors .... and we ourselves... had made a Faustian bargain with a power not concerned with the fate og mankind.
  'The Core is behind the current invasion.
  'The Core is responsible for our long, comfortable dark age of the soul.
  'The Core is responsible for the ongoing attempt to destroy humanity, to remove us from the universe and replace us with a god-machine of their own devising.'
 Bridge Officer Salumun Morpurgo never lifted his eyes from the circle of instruments. 'Thirty-eight seconds to translation point'
  Morpurgo nodded. The other two crewmen on the C Bridge showed faces sheened with sweat. The General realized that his own face was wet.
 '....have proven that the Core resides... has always resided... in the dark places between farcaster portals. As long as the wWeb exists, as long as our beloved Hegemony is joined by farcaster, they will be our masters.'
  Morpurgo glanced at his own mission chronometer. Twenty-eight seconds. The translation to Hyperion system would be - to human senses - instantaneous. Morpurgo was certain thet the Core deathwand device was somehow keyed to detonate as soon as they entered Hyperion space. The shock wave of death would reach the planet Hyperion in less than two seconds, would engulf even the most distant elements of the Ouster Swarm before ten minutes had passed.
  'Thus,' said Meina Galdstone, her voice betraying emotion for the first time, 'as Chief Executive Officer of Senate of Hegemony og Man, I have authorized elements of FORCE:space to destroy all singularity containment spheres and farcaster devices known to be in existence.
  'This destruction .... this cauterizing.... will commence in ten seconds.
  'God save the Hegemony.
  'God forgive us all/
Bridge Officer Salumun Morpurgo said cooly, 'Five seconds to translation, Father.'
Morpurgo looked across the bridge and locked eyes with his son. Projections behind the young man showed the portal growing, growing, surrounding.
  'I love you,' said General.

Modifié par demersel, 13 septembre 2012 - 02:16 .

[demersel]

 Two hundred and sixty-three singularity containment spheres connecting more than seventy-two million farcaster portals were destroyed within two point six seconds of one another. FORCE fleet units, deployed by Morpurgo under Executive Order and reacting to orders unsealed less than three minutes before, reacted promptly and professionallym destroying the fragile farcaster spheres by missile, lance, and plasma explosive.
  Three seconds later, with the clouds the clods of bedris still expanding, the hundreds of FORCE spacecraft found themselves stranded, separated from each other and any other system by weeks or months via Hawking drive, and years of time-debt.
  Thousands of people were caught in farcaster transit. Many died instantly, dismembered or torn to half. Many more suffered amputated limbs as portals collapsed behind them or before them. Some simply disappeared.
  THis was the fate of the HS Stephen Hawking - precisly as planned - as both entrance and exit portals were expertly destroyed in the nanosecond of the ship's translation. No part of torchship surviced in real space. Later tests showed conclusively that the so-called deathwand device was detonated in whatever passed for time and space in the strange Core geographies between portals.
 The effect was never known. 

[demersel]

 The effect on the rest of the Web and its citizens was immediately obvious.
After seven centuries of existence and at least four centuries where few citizens existed without it, the datashere - including All Thing and all comm and access bands - simply ceased to be. Hundreds of thousands of citizens went insane at that moment - shocked into catatonia by the disappearance of senses which had become more important to them that sight or hearing.
 More hundreds of thousands of datumplane operators, including many so-called cyberpukers and system cowboys, were lost, their analog personas caught in the crush of the datasphere or their brains burned out by neural-shunt overload or an effect later known as zero-zero feedback.
 Millions of people died when their chosen habotats, accessible only by farcaster, became isolated deathtraps.
 The Bishop of Church of Final Atonement - the leader of Shrike Cult - had carefully arranged to sit his Final Days in some comfort in a hollowed out mountain, lavishly stocked, deep in the Raven Range of the north reaches of Nevermore. Redundant farcasters were the only route in or out. The Bishop perished with several thousands of his acolytes, exorcists, lectors, and ostiaries clawing to get into the Inner Sanctum to share the last of the Holy One's air. 
  Millionaire publisher Tyrena Wingreen-Feif, ninety-seven standard years old and on the scene for three hundred-plus years thanks to the miracle of Poulsen treatments and cryogenics, made the mistake of spending that fateful day in her farcaster-acces-only office on the fourhundred and thirty-fifth floor of the Transline Spire in Babel section of Tau Ceti Center's City Five. After fefteen hours of refusing to believe that farcaster service would not be reniwed shortly, Tyrena gave in to comm call entreaties from her employees and dropped her containment field walss so that she could be picked up by EMV
  Tyrena had not listened to instructions carefully enough. The explosive decompression blew her off the four hundred and thirty-fifth floor like a cork out of an overshaken champagne bottle. Employees and rescue squad members in the waiting EMV swore that the old lady cursed a blue streak for the entire four minute fall.
 

[demersel]

 On most worlds, chaos had earned a new definition.
The majority og the Web's economy disappeared with the local dataspheres and the Web megasphere. Trillions of hard earned and ill-gotten marks ceased to be. Universal cards quit functioning. They machinery of daily life caughed, wheezed, and shut down. For weeks or months or years, depending upon the world, it would be impossible to pay for groceries, charge a ride on public transit, settle the simplest debt, or recieve services without access to black market coins and bills.
  But webwide depression which had hit like tsunami was a minor detail, reserved for later pondering. For most families, the effect was immediate and intensely personal.
  Father or mother had 'cast off to work as usual, say from Deneb Vier to Renaissance V, and instead of arriving home an hour late this evening, would be delayed eleven years - if he or she could find immediate transit on one of the few Hawking drive spinships still traveling the hard way between worlds.
  Well-to-do family members listening to Gladstone's speech in their fashionable multiworld residences looked up to stare at each other, separated by only few meters and open portals between the rooms, blinked, and were separated by light-years and actual years, their rooms now opening on to nothing.
  Children a few minutes away at school or camp or play or the sitter's would be grown before they were reunited with parents.
  The Grand Concourse, already slightly truncated by winds of war, founf itself blown to oblivion, its endless belt of beautiful shops and prestige restaurants sliced into tawdry sections never to be reunited.
  The River Tethys ceased to flow as giant portals went opaque and died. Water spilled out, dried up, and left fish to rot under two hundred suns.

[paxxton]

magnetite wrote...

demersel wrote...

I'm going to say something that may cause you all lose your respect to me (if you ever had any, for that matter).

I am content with the original endings.

Original destroy, satisfied me as a fun ending to the 5 year long personal jerney that was mass effect. In fact, what i can't really stand is the EC. - is all too goody-goody, sunshine and rainbows + normandy pick up.

I liked the end i got out of ME3. Yes, the Guardina did not made any sense - so i chose destroy, cause it was what was the whole ME about for me. And then i got a Fall of Hyperion style ending (which if you ask me is AWESOME) - glalxy scattered, outcomes unknown - but one thing is certain - reapers are no more. And the galaxy is free. And still full of wonders. + Shepard is Alive!

Good enough for me.

When I finished Mass Effect 3 for the first time I didn't actually put a hole in my wall like some might have . I was very calm about it. I must be in the minority as well when I say I didn't have any issues with the original endings.

I wasn't even thinking about indoctrination at the time that I finished it (March 7th @ 4:30 AM if memory serves me right). Might have something to do with me being half asleep and running on adrenaline. The thought of the ending being an indoctrination attempt by Harbinger didn't really click with me until a week later.

You're not the only people here who liked the ending the first time they saw it. Could it have been better? Sure, as the EC showed. The beauty in the original ending was that it made people start asking questions and thinking if there was something under the hood they'd missed. And so the IT was born. And many other interpretations.

[demersel]

\\que some slides;)\\ 

 There were riots.
 Lusus tore itself apart like a wolf chewing at its own entrails.
 New Mecca went into spasms of martyrdom.
 Tsingtao-Hsishuang Panna celebrated deliverance from the Ouster hordes and then hanged several thousand former        Hegemony bureaucrats.
 Maui-Covenant also rioted, but in celebration, the hundreds of thousands of descendants of the Firts Families riding the mitile isles to displace the offworlders who had taken over so much of the world. Later, the millions of shocked and displaced vacation-home owners were put to work dismantling the thousands of oil derriks and tourist centers which had spotted the Equatorial Archipelago like pox.
 On Renaissance Vector there was a brief spurt of violence followed by efficient social restructuring and a serious effort to feed an urban world without farms.
 On Nordholm, the cities emptied as people returned to the coasts and the cold sea and their ancestral fishing boats.
 On Parvati there was confusion and civil war.
 On Sol Draconi Septem there was jubilation and revolution followed by a new strand of retrovirus plague. 
 On Fuji there was philosophical resignation followed by the immediate construction of orbital shipyards to create a fleet of Hawking drive spinships.
 On Asquith there was finger pointing followed by the victory of the Socialist Labor Workers Party in the World Parliament.
 On Pacem there was prayer. The new Pope, His Holiness Teilhard I, called a great council into session - Vatican XXXXIX - announced a new era in the life of Church, and empowered the council to prepare missionaries for long voyages. Many missionaries. For many voyages. Pope Teilhard announced that these missionaries would not be proselytizers, but searchers. The Church, like so many spiecies grown used to living on the edge of extinction, adapted and endured.
 On Temple there were riots and death and the rise of demagogues. 
 On Mars the Olympus Command stayed in touch with its farflung forces for a while via fatline. It was Olympus which confirmed that the "Ouster invasion waves" everywhere but Hyperion system had simply limped to a halt. Intercepted Core ships were empty and unprogrammed. The invasion was over. 
 On Metaxas there were riots and reprisals.
 On Qom-Riyadh a self-appointed fundamentalist Shiite ayatollah rode out of the desert, called a handred thousand followers to him, and wiped out Sunni Home Rule government within hours. The new revolutionary government returned power to the mullahs and set back the clock two thousand years. The people rioted with joy.
 On Armaghast, a frontier world, things went on pretty much as they always had except for  a dearth of tourists, new archeologists, and other imported luxuries. Armaghast was a labyrinthine world. The labyrinth there stayed empty. 
 On Hebron there was panic in the offworld center of New Jerusalem, but the Zionist elders soon restored order to the city and the world. Plans were made. Rare offworld necessities were rationed and shared. The desert was reclaimed. Farms were extended. Trees were planted. The people complained to each other, thanked God for deliverance, argued with God about the discomfort of that same deliverance, and went about their business.
 

[paxxton]

Geez, are you going to post the whole book? Better don't if you don't want to be banned.

Modifié par paxxton, 13 septembre 2012 - 03:56 .

[spotlessvoid]

The endings taken literally are absolute garbage.

No closure.
Palette swap.
No explanation.
New antagonist in last 5 minutes.
New antagonist makes no sense. None.
Awesome old antagonist now super weak and retarded.
Massive massive massive plot holes.
Total thematic shift in last 5 minutes.
Massive massive massive plot holes.
Complete confusion as to what even happens.
Artistic integrity commits suicide.
Totally out of character behavior by major characters.
More massive plot holes.


No, in my option, literal endings are the most awful endings that ever existed in the history of the known universe. They suck!

The worst part is if they are meant to be taken literal- we've spent 6 months speculating over bad writing. Thats like spending weeks trying to uncover the symbolism in a 3 year olds ****ty cat drawing. 

Modifié par spotlessvoid, 13 septembre 2012 - 04:01 .

[demersel]

 I could go on, but i think i've made my point. Now you read it and tell me that it does not remind you of ME3 ending. 

Modifié par demersel, 13 septembre 2012 - 03:59 .

[demersel]

paxxton wrote...

Geez, are you going to post the whole book? Better don't if you don't want to be banned.

No no no, just these parts. I'm done. )

[paxxton]

Well, I have to go now.

[demersel]

Of course i realize that there is some context needed.

The Web - is very similiar to the relay's network, but instead of lekays the worlds are connected with protals (like in portal games, but millions of them).

Singularity - in this context it is gravitational singularity - they are used as hardware equipment to power up the portals and allow them to function. So in a sense - they are the relays.

The civilization there is also drivin to develop on a desired path, and to be more precise to stagnate.

Modifié par demersel, 13 septembre 2012 - 04:07 .

[spotlessvoid]

See the bent whisker on the bottom right? That's indicative of a fractured psyche. The homicidal look in it's eyes? This kid has witnessed a murder. The cat represents his father. The sideways 3 in the top left ear is a clue to where his mother is buried.

[spotlessvoid]

Demersel,
I know you put a lot of hard work into this posts, but I'm not interested in spoilers, so I won't be responding.

Want more similarities though? Check out the part on 2001:

http://www.cracked.c...answers_p2.html

[demersel]

spotlessvoid wrote...

Demersel,
I know you put a lot of hard work into this posts, but I'm not interested in spoilers, so I won't be responding.

That's ok. I literaly had nothing better to do.  - i'm waiting for my movie to finish rendering. 
Maybe you know, why when rendering a movie to H.264 there is no sound in the end file? I'm doing a fourth render run because of this, but can't seem to find the problem. 

[spotlessvoid]

demersel wrote...

spotlessvoid wrote...

Demersel,
I know you put a lot of hard work into this posts, but I'm not interested in spoilers, so I won't be responding.

That's ok. I literaly had nothing better to do.  - i'm waiting for my movie to finish rendering. 
Maybe you know, why when rendering a movie to H.264 there is no sound in the end file? I'm doing a fourth render run because of this, but can't seem to find the problem. 

I have NO idea bro