#ry39m

[katlikesweirdshit]

procrastinator's elevator

yo, so here's what happened when i went to the elevator. (video to come later, midterms beckon lol)

i arrived at the elevator roundabouts 3pm on tuesday after my 1:30-2:50 class. I waited around a bit for the correct elevator to arrive and for there to be only a few people there, because it's kinda awkward to record a video blog in a library with other ppl around, and i went in it while filming. i didn't perceive anything weird at the time when, as predicted, the elevator didn't actually take me to another floor, but the clock on my phone stopped working for a little bit and when i was editing the video (i borrowed one of the old camcorders with tape that has a timestamp) there was a sudden jump in the time stamp of a few hours. i don't know if the elevator physically altered the tape or if it altered my perception of it (don't know enough about artifacts yet) and i don't actually know how much time passed since my phone clock wouldn't work. i also don't know if the artifact physically altered the software on my phone or if it altered my own time perception or maybe ability to see the clock on the phone. if i'd thought of it i would have tried to find another clock, maybe an analog clock, but i didn't think of it. maybe that was also due to the artifact's effect. like i said i don't know much yet

basically i am intrigued by this weird thing that happened to me and how it affected the physical environment or at least my perception of it. i'll upload the video when i have time to record a little intro thing so that yall don't have to read this all over again, you can hear my voice do it

also intrigued by the future project, so lmk about that, or ill probably just see it on the tumblrs

peace

[theartifactvault-blog]

Answering questions about Artifact RY39M

PekaSairroc: --"So did you actually get the work done that you thought you did or did time just pass randomly? Because this would be wonderful for working on my BA." You don't actually get work done, but people seem to assume that they've gotten something accomplished.  katlikesweirdshit: --"do the codes have any meaning?" They're an arbitrary cataloging system that The Composer came up with. I don't actually get it, either. So, basically, no, they don't. & -- "so interested to try this out, do you think it would work for me? i know you said not everyone can see artifacts or something like that. i’m gonna try it out today when i get out of class" Hey, cool, let us know what happened.  Eternal love, The Compiler

[theartifactvault-blog]

Artifact RY39M: The Procrastinator's Elevator

Note: Since we've gotten such a larger response to this project than we anticipated, we decided (as in, the Compiler convinced the Composer after a lot of supplication and favor-promising) to release an example artifact. This one is one of the more innocuous ones we've found. Neither of us have really been able to agree about what it means yet. We know it isn't a puzzle or a code, but we don't know what it is or why it acts in the way it does. If you have thoughts please let us know.

Code: RY39M Name: The Procrastinator's Elevator Trackers: The Composer (and The Compiler) Category: Object - mundane Initial Observation Date: 1/28/2015 Initial Location: Regenstein Library

Entering the Reg with a friend, I had planned to study for my syntax midterm. We had reserved a room of the fifth floor so we headed to the elevator. We entered the elevator and I pressed the button for the fifth floor. The doors closed and then immediately reopened. I pushed the button again, but my friend had exited the elevator. Thinking there was something wrong with the elevator, I called out to her to give it another chance. She was confused and asked what I meant. Any explanation regarding the elevator seemed to pass her unconcerned. She asked me how my study session had been.

I decided to explore the phenomenon. I said goodbye to my friend and followed the next person who entered the elevator. A similar process occurred, with this person not realizing that the elevator had simply closed and then immediately opened. Curious, I called a friend and asked him to come study with me. He arrived twenty minutes later and we went into the same elevator. Exiting the elevator, I commented on how much work I had gotten done. He agreed that he too had been particularly effective. When I asked him how long he had been in studying, he replied that he hadn’t really kept much track of the time, but he had certainly made a lot of progress on his pset.

Below is an image of the elevator for examination by any person who wishes to engage in further study.