#simulation world

[deztinywarriors]

Alright. Previously I already made a sketch of Memory Wonderland map in one of my drawing -http://deztinywarriors.tumblr.com/post/167227645020/part-1-of-of-sketch-dump-of-jake-x-mc-for-my and now this is how the island of Memory Wonderland looked like. This is where the ES gang and MC twins get their adventure and explore the large simulation world. It has 4 states - Winter, Frühling, Sommer and Herbst (not mentioned in map, sorry!) The capital of Memory Wonderland, Wunder City located at Winter. Here's the location of each of the states you need to know if you interested to fan comic, Endless Summer Spectre. Winter The most advanced states for Memory Wonderland with the high tech and robotic stuffs. The administration building also located there. Amaken Industries is one of the great robotic factory there. And Schloss Scuradayn is where the former royal family of Memory Wonderland lived in. And there's a military centre named N.O.V.A (Navy Observational with Viciousness Alliance) located at the north of the island (you guys think of MASADA, doesn't it?) Herbst This place has 2 zones: safe and unsafe to explore. This is because that place has a mining area with diamonds, tin, and other minerals before leaving abandoned due to the tragedy (will be informed later). Furthermore, the abandoned mine also leave the ugly trace of creepy forest with dead animals around. Behind those creepy stuffs, there's one house belong to Dr. Rupzell, one of the best scientist in Memory Wonderland. Meanwhile at the safe zone, there's a few natural attractive places to visit with like Schatten Cave which it's aged over 6000 years, Speicher Conservation Center (also available inSommer state too ) where over thousands of extincted species of flora and fauna live in there. You can check closer on dodo bird or any beautiful creatures there. Just... beware on dinosaurs! Even there's Miloa Temple, which it's the historical site for Panaroa clan but.... something happened... North of the states located close to Frühling has a largest mountain in Memory Wonderland named Langer Mountain. There's a rumor of that place has a giant satellite for something. Sommer This state is where all of you arrived in the beginning of the Spectre Adventure. Himmel Resort is the shelter for most of the characters in the beginning (Ja, reminds back to the Celestial hotel back in La Huerta) but there are both tropical and snow mountains to explore with but at the other side of the place has a village named Panaroa which they practised paganism and has a crisis..... Frühling This state is kinda isolated from outside world due to that place is surrounded by high banks. Behind it were two beautiful attraction place: Drachen See where the rumor of living dragon living underwater and those who make him mad will be cursed into statue, as well as Nouran Village where the former nomad get their residence there. And they practised elemental magics as well. By the way, there's another one clan living in this island but... those changed when Rourke interfered with the Wunder City administrator. What happened? I'll tell you later.

[forgottencoupon]

I know it's not real but I swear anytime I like something and it gets ultra popular or I hate something and it gets canceled i get freaked out that this world really is a simulation and disassociate hard.

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[5oclockcoffees]

Vivons-nous dans une simulation or it´s nothing but a planetary conjunction?

21 Jan - 21h Paris My seat is in the same row as the flight I took six days before on my way to Paris. I am not all alone this time, though, having to share the row with a French sailor from Rennes. We start to chat while passengers come in and try to find a place for their handbags. He says my French is very good and kinda asks, kinda affirms that I also speak a very good English. We are in a Brazilian plane with pretty much everyone speaking Portuguese and I didn´t say a word in English. I get a bit surprised. How can he know that? 22 Jan - 9h Curitiba The plane coming from São Paulo has already landed. When the doors finally open and I get up to leave, standing in the aisle, about two seats behind and in the opposite row, I see my host dad ten years after leaving the family´s house in Segny. I turn my face quickly and get out before he sees me. Could this even be true? Whilst waiting at the baggage reclaim, I observe him from distance. He didn´t age, and he seems more joyful. That´s him, but that´s not, like if he was playing another role. He comes down the stairs and goes straight to the bathroom, what gives me time. I take my luggage and cross the ariport´s doors as fast as possible. Minutes before the Uber driver arrives, I see Mathias a last time walking towards the parking lot. He doesn´t see me, but I have this feeling that if he did, he would look at me just like we look at an unknown face. [Once I am defintely not a visitor, am I a local in "his" Westworld?] 24 Jan - 6h An e-mail from Co-Star tells me that Mars is in conjunction to my natal Uranus, and explains which changes can I undergo under this situation. Despite the accurace of the predictions, what really left me open-mouthed with shock was to read: Simone Weil agrees from the other side, “It is impossible to forgive whoever has done us harm if that harm has lowered us.” About five days ago, still in Paris, I bought a little pocketbook by no one else but Simone Weil, a philosopher I knew nothing about until last December when I read Rosa Montero´s Historias de mujeres. Once Montero briefly mentions Weil, I kept nothing but a glimpse of her name and it was probably that blurry memory that made my eyes lay on the cover of La Personne et le sacré. I glanced at it, I took it with me around Paris, I opened at Pret A Manger every time I stopped by to grab a sandwich and here it is Simone Weil agreeing from the other side with whatever mess Mars and Uranus are due to make when in conjunction.

[cyanus-corvus]

The normal world is desolate, war torn, and falling apart. The government decided that they wanted to preserve their people, so they took ideas from modern video games, where you could upload yourself and live in the game’s world, and changed it to be like a server, but a second life. If you upload yourself, you need to protect your body because you’ll basically be in a coma. (There are hospital like places for bodies.)

The simulation world will never die, at least, it can’t be destroyed by war or apocalypse, but there are some, like Beckett, who have hacked in and could destroy it if they wanted, though it’d take time. Beckett can do things like change the world, all by the wave of their hand. They can create buildings, make forests, bend a river, etc. Any world building at all, Beckett hacked in that far.

In this world, you can live as simply a second life, or you could go on a great adventure, anything is possible. Many choose to start a new family, since famine and the cruel conditions of the outside world tore their own families apart. Connections seem to be really important.

For Beckett, it was never that way. As a child, they were sold to the streets, tossed from person to person. At some point, their vision was lost to infection. More people didn’t want to care for this strange, scarred, white haired child. They changed from a bubbly, excited child, to a blind, angry, bitter being. They hate being touched and don’t trust most people. They stay in solitude and hide from the light, recoiling from others. They do wish, though, for the tender care of another, but it’s so low on their priorities. For now, they really enjoy the power they’ve acquired in the simulation world, where they can almost see, their senses much better. They made the decision to not fix their eyes for the simulation, though they could’ve.

[cyanus-corvus]

In a world where people are constantly unhappy, and technology is constantly improving, the government revealed a...luxury that most were uncertain of.

A simulation that had previously been used for avid gamers to immerse themselves in their favourite games. Worlds where you could upload yourself and be who you wanted to be, in the world you wanted to be in.

Buildings, like hospitals, were erected in every city to hold physical bodies for people as they left this world and entered the simulation of their choosing, like servers of a game. Many chose simplistic, few chose worlds that had been gone or would never arrive. There are only a few simulations, and they're all being melded together into one.

Beckett hacked into these servers, put their people in the kill or simply to live. There was something that people were not told upon uploading themselves...if you die in the simulation, your body dies and you're left stranded. But, the inverse was not true. If your body perishes, you survive in the simulation. You can live eternally in the simulation.

The beauty of the simulation is that it is a completely different world. The blind can see, the deaf can hear, the mute can speak, if they so chose. Anyone can look how they want, live how they want. They can make choices so that their life in the simulation is better, or worse, than it had been in the real world. People can be elves, dragons, vampires, anything of their choosing, really.

The possibilities are limitless.

[cyanus-corvus]

I think that Beckett is blind, and that is why they hacked into the simulation to begin with. The world outside is falling apart, but the simulation will never die. You can live forever in the simulation, but outside, you can die and never return. The blind can see, the deaf can hear, and the mute can speak if they so choose. There is a universal language so everyone can communicate.

In some eyes, a utopia. In Beckett's blind eyes, a world to profit from.