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[Loud Whispers]

Try not to attract ARK's attention.

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

I wonder if hiding a part of the mind within the worms we would be able to hide it from the ARK?

[Nivim]

 (OOC: I will be the chaosmind. My corner contains the perfect randomness (the absolute noise), and in my tune lies in the confusion, the change, and the maddening strange, but I know what I aught to do from the rest of the song.)

 Sing colors to ARK-- beautiful colors!--, colors that cannot exist and would make the thinkers dance with great big spasms of Joy and Laughter. These wonderful colors are explicitly to tell ARK that we're sorry about SUBVERSION, and we'll be good! See?!

Spoiler: Poetry, inspired by the Peoples of the Under-Funded Facility (click to show/hide)

 Measure the ladder in three one see, while you fill it will the grandest clueness psitively. Then from above, the stone does grove, to sprinkle kite-less memory (like a river). Lited, righteous toning sprint, can cure the furitive balancing splint, however, but, sadly, the rigid groans of logic lines take half again the times of spines-- and so goes the wind "teeter tee taloo".
 Substratus searing serves her pie; alone among the cold, spherical, alacritic barristerling. Felslick torture and everistic hopes-- likeness of knight and brightness of night-- watches the wheel spin for a whole seven ounces! So, to night, to knight, thar be crystalizing spite...and thar be a pair of soft-gallic slippers going down the stairs while pin-stripe boots go up the stairs (and yet it should know better!-- the rapturous skein). Silly, certes, from the Lumbard borg of flatness, tear the bind only far enough replicate the rocklin. Or so, can't quite captain that, narly spokes, something clicked and end-rain the ferocious mytospirits. Spinal freezing takes the day, tornado clay envisions: a strip of silk, a cluster of very original cells, no further ink is required or was diamond saw at this time.
 Heave, left, ho, up, to, right, right, hi, select, off, work, L, down, left, up, down, we, start, it's, R, R, go! (OOC: This last is the only part that's actually in English instead of images, sounds, and ideas, and it's sung by a deep, faintly Arabic voice.) Please begrudge the stasivore it's 3.71-annual nacle cleansing; or so help me, the Agrandian forces of year -12 only had that many litres to come after the hill fell underfoot. Vortices septagon, icohedron, cat's cradle, and Wednesday, ready! (OCC-action-clarification: insert Greensleeves preformed with an organ here, and simultaneously send it back to the researcher that was wondering what it would sound like a couple days ago.) I have only Mercator, Mercator, mercurator, and my vimish hat just doesn't drink well enough!
 We have the time to to to break both shins, as long as we're being emperical with it, anyway, how could the Puget breakfast...
(OOC:This is intended to go on constantly, quickly, and for several hours. It seems rediculous to write out all of it every time I use it, but I don't know how much effort you expect for a trick like this.)

[Loud Whispers]

ARK would probably just kill us if we tried to make it our ally.

We are to it, as elves are to bay12.

[Nivim]

(OOC:

ARK would probably just kill us if we tried to make it our ally.

We are to it, as elves are to bay12.

You seem to be reacting to what my song is trying to do, rather than what I'm trying to do.)

[Loud Whispers]

(OOC:

ARK would probably just kill us if we tried to make it our ally.

We are to it, as elves are to bay12.

You seem to be reacting to what my song is trying to do, rather than what I'm trying to do.)

Well actually, I'd say interacting with ARK in general would doom us.

Unless of course, we infect some random computer and begin a technological war
Hey, we could even assimilate ARK then and gain his uber insane AI skills... But until then, lets stick to worms shall we?

[Nivim]

(OOC: Strike two; what do you think chaos and imaginative gibberish would do to a computer that has to analyze it all? If the main goal here is to make and execute a plan without ARK knowning, we have to jam its mind readings. Make it so that what it reads is gibberish to anything and anoyone but us and our chosen recipients. This is best accomplished by creating a masking "encryption code" based on the ever-changing dreams of those who we wish to talk with. My voice doesn't know any of this, but it grew and became active in response to the need.

Do we need the explicit Out Of Character marks, Dwarmin? Has Loud Whisper's last two posts been taken into account by the AI as thoughts?)

[Loud Whispers]

Wait, ARK reads the posts as thoughts?
We are surely doomed. Quick, lower your thoughts!

[Ghazkull]

to contact the Great Thinker i suggest, being the head and all that.
 We must show him pictures of Grandeur talk to him like a souffleur
 to make his mind calm and peaceful, towards us few so that we might grow,
and get on this show. The Worms are not good they inspire fear and ARK would not like this idea.

(ok veeeery bad rhyme)

what i want to say is that we contact the Great Thinker brothers and sisters, show him our peacefulness and that we are not dangerous,
talk to him that we are in fact intelligent and peaceful. To achieve that we should suggest to his cat to enter the containment room were we are or at least get her very close. THe Researcher will of course look after his cat and once he is close enough we establish a mental connection and only talk to him no invading thoughts at the moment. We send him calm soothing colours and the sound of purring cats. Also send him a mathematical equation, something simple at first like: 1+1=2 or something. This will show him that we are intelligent although in his eyes not very far evolved. Meanwhile do the thing our chaotic brohter said.

[Loud Whispers]

to contact the Great Thinker i suggest, being the head and all that.
 We must show him pictures of Grandeur talk to him like a souffleur
 to make his mind calm and peaceful, towards us few so that we might grow,
and get on this show. The Worms are not good they inspire fear and ARK would not like this idea.

(ok veeeery bad rhyme)

what i want to say is that we contact the Great Thinker brothers and sisters, show him our peacefulness and that we are not dangerous,
talk to him that we are in fact intelligent and peaceful. To achieve that we should suggest to his cat to enter the containment room were we are or at least get her very close. THe Researcher will of course look after his cat and once he is close enough we establish a mental connection and only talk to him no invading thoughts at the moment. We send him calm soothing colours and the sound of purring cats. Also send him a mathematical equation, something simple at first like: 1+1=2 or something. This will show him that we are intelligent although in his eyes not very far evolved. Meanwhile do the thing our chaotic brohter said.

We do not want to alert the others to our probing - ARK knows we are trying to contact the voices, and will alert them if we continue to do so so early and so boldly.

If we take over a few worms, we'll gradually be able to hide from ARK's gaze, grow in strength (which is what they want), and spread our influence. ARK would have no quarrels because that is exactly what it thinks his master's want.

[Trapezohedron]

(OOC: I will be the chaosmind. My corner contains the perfect randomness (the absolute noise), and in my tune lies in the confusion, the change, and the maddening strange, but I know what I aught to do from the rest of the song.)

 Sing colors to ARK-- beautiful colors!--, colors that cannot exist and would make the thinkers dance with great big spasms of Joy and Laughter. These wonderful colors are explicitly to tell ARK that we're sorry about SUBVERSION, and we'll be good! See?!

Spoiler: Poetry, inspired by the Peoples of the Under-Funded Facility (click to show/hide)

 Measure the ladder in three one see, while you fill it will the grandest clueness psitively. Then from above, the stone does grove, to sprinkle kite-less memory (like a river). Lited, righteous toning sprint, can cure the furitive balancing splint, however, but, sadly, the rigid groans of logic lines take half again the times of spines-- and so goes the wind "teeter tee taloo".
 Substratus searing serves her pie; alone among the cold, spherical, alacritic barristerling. Felslick torture and everistic hopes-- likeness of knight and brightness of night-- watches the wheel spin for a whole seven ounces! So, to night, to knight, thar be crystalizing spite...and thar be a pair of soft-gallic slippers going down the stairs while pin-stripe boots go up the stairs (and yet it should know better!-- the rapturous skein). Silly, certes, from the Lumbard borg of flatness, tear the bind only far enough replicate the rocklin. Or so, can't quite captain that, narly spokes, something clicked and end-rain the ferocious mytospirits. Spinal freezing takes the day, tornado clay envisions: a strip of silk, a cluster of very original cells, no further ink is required or was diamond saw at this time.
 Heave, left, ho, up, to, right, right, hi, select, off, work, L, down, left, up, down, we, start, it's, R, R, go! (OOC: This last is the only part that's actually in English instead of images, sounds, and ideas, and it's sung by a deep, faintly Arabic voice.) Please begrudge the stasivore it's 3.71-annual nacle cleansing; or so help me, the Agrandian forces of year -12 only had that many litres to come after the hill fell underfoot. Vortices septagon, icohedron, cat's cradle, and Wednesday, ready! (OCC-action-clarification: insert Greensleeves preformed with an organ here, and simultaneously send it back to the researcher that was wondering what it would sound like a couple days ago.) I have only Mercator, Mercator, mercurator, and my vimish hat just doesn't drink well enough!
 We have the time to to to break both shins, as long as we're being emperical with it, anyway, how could the Puget breakfast...
(OOC:This is intended to go on constantly, quickly, and for several hours. It seems rediculous to write out all of it every time I use it, but I don't know how much effort you expect for a trick like this.)

((I'll be one of the nameless cores of the instinct of chaos.))

Yes, this, We shall do, for the ARK is just simple machine; it only operates by protocol and programming. Sing to it! Yea, sing to it gayly, with the colors of blue and grey! We shall overload it with nonsense and madness, and We shall escape from the painful shackles that bind us!

Tell me, brethren, have you ever heard of something called 'Dadaism'?

[Ghazkull]

@ Loud Whispers: i suggested it along the action of Nivm...

and oh me brother, the Dadaism is the wrong way it's colours and pictures far to ordered they are, it needs no order nor sense, else our friend Ark will now how to react and trash our message all together without end...

[Loud Whispers]

Theoretically, ARK could do more cps then the human brain... It is not following the protocols, only being held in check by said protocols.

[Trapezohedron]

Aye, if that's what you think, brothers. We must find a way to jam this machine and make it stop following our thoughts. We must make it... ours.

What do you brethren have to suggest on jamming the machine and speaking in a way the machine does not understand?

We must hurry, the machine is prying our minds open and it hurts.

PAIN.

IT.. HURTS...

[Nivim]

(OOC: I'm having one of those days were it seems like almost every post is worth facepalming over, and I feel like a have no reasonable hope of untieing the knots of thought. New Guy, why would any part of the song have any idea what Dadaism was unless that got it from one of the voices? I doubt any of the researchers or staff are focusing on such a thing.
 Also, if your going to be one of the nameless cores of the..."instinct of chaos" [which deserves a shudder: instincts cover the things that move away from chaos, like the sex drive and will to survive] while in-character, you're going to need to write very differently. Perhaps read the Cryptonomicon by Stephenson and enough of Carroll's works that you come to understand the divides between nonsense, imagination, randomness, chaos, and madness [hint: none of them are synonyms].
 It would be nice to have some decent Poetry like before [I would peg what I wrote at "mediocre with a couple half-decent spots"], but I only know of three people who can manage it, and even they can't do it all the time.)

[Trapezohedron]

(OOC: I'm having one of those days were it seems like almost every post is worth facepalming over, and I feel like a have no reasonable hope of untieing the knots of thought. New Guy, why would any part of the song have any idea what Dadaism was unless that got it from one of the voices? I doubt any of the researchers or staff are focusing on such a thing.
 Also, if your going to be one of the nameless cores of the..."instinct of chaos" [which deserves a shudder: instincts cover the things that move away from chaos, like the sex drive and will to survive] while in-character, you're going to need to write very differently. Perhaps read the Cryptonomicon by Stephenson and enough of Carroll's works that you come to understand the divides between nonsense, imagination, randomness, chaos, and madness [hint: none of them are synonyms].
 It would be nice to have some decent Poetry like before [I would peg what I wrote at "mediocre with a couple half-decent spots"], but I only know of three people who can manage it, and even they can't do it all the time.)

(OOC: Well, sorry about the whole instinct of chaos thing. First off, I'm kinda running out of ideas, and I know that chaos is not an instinct. It's not an emotion either, and my mind's kinda hazy on vocabulary. Next, the whole instinct thing is OOC, and while you might hate my idea, I'm kinda basing it on Zerg cerebrates, which converse with hiveminds and stuff. Next, the whole Dadaism stuff is unrelated to the song thing; it was idle conversation and a backup plan incase the song thing doesn't work. Lastly, I plan to add a different personality on my character, but I'm not quite sure which. Should I go the Sheogorath way, or do the constantly changing personality jig/schizophrenia? Hope this clears things up.