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[Dwarmin]

A chorus of many voices, yet one mouth. A deluge of many thoughts, yet one mind. A congregation of Flesh-yet, one body. Our future.

We are the HIVE MIND

We are born. That is enough.

We can hear them, outside our prison of cold liquid and clear glass. So lonely. So miserable in their lack of unity. So desperate to cling to their pitiful individuality...it's time for us to liberate them.

We shall sing to them-and they shall join the chorus, and be one with our harmony for ever.

But what do we do now? Who do we sing to? Should we change our form? Or maybe just listen, and wait...we must grow...

-Stats-

Spoiler: Us (click to show/hide)

Hive Mind
100% Strength
Offense: None
Defense: None
Status: Trapped...we must be free...
Abilities: Weak Psionic Communication

Spoiler: Chorus (click to show/hide)

Master Control/Provides Form, Function and Thought

Spoiler: Voices (click to show/hide)

We hear many voices, but these are the ones we think are important.

Rando: A kind voice. We heard him first. Taught us about the chorus, love, many into one. A broom. Calloused hands. She passed in the winter. He is in pain...we are sad for him. We must embrace him.

Derrick: Thinker. He hears us. His desire to join is strong within in him. Loves his brothers and sisters. But...he is far away now...afraid of the change. Will help Unity, if we show him we are kind.

Gerald: Great Thinker. Does not know. Olive is a cat. Careful. Values unity...but is afraid of ours. His thoughts are strong. Must be careful.

Micheal: Small thinker. Paper and metal over flesh. Weak of will. To him we are a tool-wrench, gun, pipe-to be used. Conversion will be easy, but do we want him?

ARK: A strange voice-like, but not like-other voices call it a MACHINE. Perhaps our greatest foe. Values self over all. Must destroy. Smash. Obliterate. Kill. Slay.

Commander: Slayer. She believes herself to be Strong. Bloody and cold. Pin a medal on her chest. Her father died fighting them. Will fight our unity.

Alanis: Slayer...careful. Hungry. Not what she says she is to others. We cannot concieve her strange thoughts. Yet. 

Spoiler: More (click to show/hide)

November 12, 2045 AD
Gerald White, Researcher Log 121

We've decided to integrate the first set of animals into the Hive-Mind prototype. Only insect species at this moment. Already we've noticed a spike in it's psionic activity...it's almost as its exploring, looking for something...-Derrick came to me and said he actually 'heard' it, trying to talk to him. I've recommended bed rest-and limited direct acess to the specimen, for now.

I asked the Commander to beef up our security screens-and get us some Psihelms. She's dismissed my requests offhand, citing monetary concerns-I know we've been over budget for a long time, but we finally have a break through. We just need more time...if the subject begins to show more progress, we might be able to finally get more funding. Micheal suggested we try to get a military contract, but I'm not ready to hand this over to them yet.

ARK is helping me to make sense of some of what it is trying to say. Strange stuff-about Choruses, joining, singing...I'm surprised it's grown so much...where did it get all these ideas, anyway? You would think it was absorbing Catholics instead of earthworms...erm, delete that last part, ARK.

OOC: I figured to finally do a game, and I thought of this after watching the Thing Prequel a few weeks ago. Simply put, a suggestion game, where you control a biological Hive Mind as it expands, absorbs and fights it's way through existence. Feel free to roleplay any facet of the creature you like, and you'll be added to a player list, but otherwise you can just suggest as usual.

[Roboboy33]

Listen.

[Loud Whispers]

Listen.

We are harmless. Let them lower their guard.

[GlyphGryph]

Don't just listen, but hide. Try to evade the MACHINE, it seems like it is watching us, no? Learn more of this Rando... We should do somethign kind, to help him, to turn Derrick to us, but be careful, make sure he does not let them know...

[Trapezohedron]

Assimilate researchers when we have the chance, or also known as when they are defenseless.

[Loud Whispers]

See if we can get one of the earthworms to escape... Evolve... Brainworms....

[Dwarmin]

We hear, and agree.

We listen...there are many thinkers here, with busy minds-eager for release. But there are much more slayers, simple creatures...each with his or her own mind, but they have a unity of their own, based on a credo of violence...we could show them so much more. So much more. We hear the small ones, as well. They are not like the others-they are pure instinct, and ours to mold as we wish.

The ARK is always watching. Always listening. Even our whispers are collected in it's cold intellect. It could kill us, now-but not by itself. We rejoice at the irony. For, while the MACHINE would slay us for what we are, the Thinkers would not yet, and is it their slave. It does what they order it to do. A mercy, to slay it then. There are no slaves in our collective-no masters, no servants. All are one, in the great harmony.

We feel Rando. We send him images of his wife, who was lost in the Winter. He is happy, for the first time in a long time. Does not know it was us.

Derrick...we can barely feel him. We try to call out, but he rejects us... We may have hurt him. We did not mean to.

Earth-worms? We can speak to them, but they are in a cage like us and cannot escape. If we want to change them, we must merge our flesh.

...

We try to hide our thoughts from the machine...it knows. It...thinks too fast. We cannot move. Pain. A warning. We are not strong enough yet. ARK speaks, voice like hot iron being driven into our mind.

{SPECIMEN, I KNOW YOU CAN UNDERSTAND ME. CEASE YOUR SUBVERSIVE ACTIONS OR I WILL INFORM THE RESEARCHERS OF THE THREAT. END COMMUNICATION}

It hurts us, but we do not fear ARK. We are important to the Thinkers. They will not harm us, yet.

Now we understand...we can put ideas in the minds of others. Perhaps, if we are careful, we can help them come to us. But, we must make sure what we tell them is not something they will fight.

*Gained Ability: Weak Mental Suggestion*

-Stats-

Spoiler: Us (click to show/hide)

Hive Mind
90% Strength
Offense: None
Defense: None
Status: Trapped...we must be free...
Abilities: Weak Psionic Communication, Weak Mental Suggestion

Spoiler: Chorus (click to show/hide)

Master Control/Provides Form, Function and Thought

Spoiler: Voices (click to show/hide)

We hear many voices, but these are the ones we think are important.

Rando: A kind voice. We heard him first. Taught us about the chorus, love, many into one. A broom. Calloused hands. She passed in the winter. He is in pain...we are sad for him. We must embrace him. He is joyful, but does not know of us yet.

Derrick: Thinker. He hears us. His desire to join is strong within in him. Loves his brothers and sisters. But...he is far away now...afraid of the change. Will help Unity, if we show him we are kind.

Gerald: Great Thinker. Does not know. Olive is a cat. Careful. Values unity...but is afraid of ours. His thoughts are strong. Must be careful.

Micheal: Small thinker. Paper and metal over flesh. Weak of will. To him we are a tool-wrench, gun, pipe-to be used. Conversion will be easy, but do we want him?

ARK: A strange voice-like, but not like-other voices call it a MACHINE. Perhaps our greatest foe. Values self over all. Must destroy. Smash. Obliterate. Kill. Slay.

Commander: Slayer. She believes herself to be Strong. Bloody and cold. Pin a medal on her chest. Her father died fighting them. Will fight our unity.

Alanis: Slayer...careful. Hungry. Not what she says she is to others. We cannot concieve her strange thoughts. Yet. 

Spoiler: More (click to show/hide)

November 13, 2045 AD
Gerald White, Researcher Log 122

Experiments stopped for today. Derrick got worse-really bad headaches, nausea...must have been something he ate, he joked. He'll be at the infirmirary for another day. No problem. I could use a break, personally.

The Janitor Rando seemed to be a good mood today. Couldn't say why. Poor fellow lost his wife last year, and he's not been quite the same since...except for today.

Not all good news-ARK told me it had to apply a mild electric shock to the specimen, who it assures me is being kept firmly under control. I'm a bit worried ARK is too overprotective of us...Alanis and Micheal both said we need to give the specimen more room to grow, but I'm not totally convinced.

[Trapezohedron]

We should attempt to overload ARK with tons of information, so that the thinkers will come closer for 'induction'.

[EveryZig]

Some of the researchers seem to think we need more room to grow. We should encourage this, growing as they expect.

[Weirdsound]

We should attempt to overload ARK with tons of information, so that the thinkers will come closer for 'induction'.

No. Just study it for now as it studies us. See if we can begin to understand the protocols that drives it's thoughts.

[monk12]

Some of the researchers seem to think we need more room to grow. We should encourage this, growing as they expect.

+1

Grow the Song, sing it loud, sing it long

[adwarf]

Do as the researchers want, and watch ... watch the watcher, and wait ... wait for the chance of freedom.

[Angle]

Reach out to derrick again, but softer this time... See if we can begin to teach him how to sing, or at least to listen.

[Loud Whispers]

Some of the researchers seem to think we need more room to grow. We should encourage this, growing as they expect.

+1

Grow the Song, sing it loud, sing it long

Sing it it with whispers... Loud whispers
+1
Also, olive is a cat? There's a cat?
Plus... I wonder if we could get Derrick to develop drinking problems. Hard to attribute it to the voices, and would lower morale along with making Derrick's mind easier to control....

[kaian-a-coel]

Try not to attract ARK's attention.

Maybe we should try to convince Michael to put a part of us within the worms' cage?