the earliest iteration of my iterator group that came after WR's creation. originally, i called their group the "golden threads local group"

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the earliest iteration of my iterator group that came after WR's creation. originally, i called their group the "golden threads local group"
the continuity of my very first rain world oc, whispering reeds (formerly valley's lament, formerly golden blades of grass). a few things have stuck; a focus on botany, agriculture, and genetic experimentation, a shawl with a big beaded necklace, and the color green.
the brown slugcat was named the Groundskeeper, and their gimmick was that you could eat debris and spit it out as a projectile that did low damage. yea. these days ive been thinking about making them some random lizard that wandered in and WR took a liking towards.
2024 concept for the regions surrounding whispering reeds in-game. the lines represent a rough path for the rooms to take.
from left: mountain lake: full of debris, very dirty maybe an underwater section like DS? floodplains: ruins of farms, soggy swamp, farm arrays but flooded overgrown jungle: humid, dense, and dangerous, uphill the whole way, what if undergrowth but overgrowth collapsing superstructure: not a lot of rain due to damage, slowly sinking down into the mud, no rot just plants notes: color pearl at spots where neighbors are visible, jungle has 2 possible paths, over or under, echo is WR's creator
WR is sinking into the ground. a dense jungle borne of the old farms she once tended to has grown around her. the ghost of her creator and parent sits on her crown, unable to reach her. of the group, reeds is the closest to collapse. she's waiting patiently for it. she looks forward to the day she may finally meet the earth, from which all life came, and all life will return.
Do any of you have any strong opinions about your group members? I’m curious if you see each other as friends or simply colleagues.
[LIVE BROADCAST - Whispering Reeds]
WR: Friends...? Colleagues? WR: No, not that. WR: We are family. We have to be. WR: We are built for each other. We cover the other's flaws. We are a tapestry, threads woven too tightly to unravel. WR: . . . WR: We were closer, once. Long ago. Before... everything. WR: I was closer, once. I should be specific. WR: I am not as... available, anymore. WR: Everything has changed. That is the nature of things. But, the others will always be my family. At least, I dearly hope so.
[LIVE BROADCAST - Twelve Endless Nights]
TEN: Colleagues? The others are hardly as colleagues as they are children I must begrudgingly attend to lest they run off into trouble. TEN: A family, yes, but one born of circumstance and not choice. TEN: Honestly, I feel like I'm the only responsible one here. TEN: I have documented and catalogued all of the work output the other have done over a long period of cycles and I consistently do more in one cycle than the others do in ten! TEN: It's like I'm the only one here with any sort of intent or drive to continue our divine purpose.
[LIVE BROADCAST - A Fleeting Moment, Silence Between Words]
AFM: we're a family, of course! one big happy family! SBW: I have always considered the others to be my kin. AFM: silo has always been there for me! he's the best, and so so nice! AFM: he's our senior but he's always treated me like an equal. unlike some people... SBW: Twelve is just looking out for you, Momo. Worrying is how he shows he cares. AFM: i think he worries more than he cares. AFM: reedie worries too much, too. but she's nicer about it. AFM: did you know?!?! reedie is my twin sister!! we were built by the same engineer! i'm technically the youngest but only by a few cycles. SBW: Indeed. I got to watch you both be built from the ground up. SBW: I saw Twelve, too, but that was far before my exaltation as senior. For you, I saw every detail. SBW: It was a wonderful honor to see my family take form. I consider all of you my own flesh and blood. SBW: Somewhat literally - we are all dependent on water that has flowed through all of us. We drink what the others provide. We are all connected through that flow - I find it beautiful. AFM: awwwww silo :') see? he's the greatest!!!!!
Oh! Is that a new signal? Let me try connecting...
Hello, I noticed a signal and wanted to say hi!
-Eight Swaying Fronds
Our network had just gone back online, I did not expect someone to find us so soon.
It is no matter. Greetings, Eight Swaying Fronds. I am Whispering Reeds. It is fortunate to meet you.
I would introduce my neighbors, but they seem to have already diverged into their own conversations. It has been a while. I do not blame their impatience.
We look forward to further conversation. I am afraid I am not as well versed in it as my neighbors. Nonetheless, I hope this introduction has gone well.