Stanford "Ford" Filbrick Pines (
cryptograms) wrote in
deernet2021-11-08 11:33 am
un: stanford | voice
Greetings, Trench! This is Stanford Pines speaking. Many of you I met in Deerington, and others I only met after arriving in Trench.
For those of you I haven't met: I worked as a researcher of all things paranormal and anomalous in my home dimension, and after I arrived in Deerington I used my experience in that field to research and catalogue the events, creatures, history, and metaphysical inner workings of Deerington, the Dream, and its residents.
Now, I wasn't the only person gathering this information. Several other individuals compiled their own documents on the same subjects and made them available to all of Deerington. Several of the authors vanished, however, and the distribution of their works depended on other Sleepers already having their own copies to share.
Which brings me to a proposal I have for the entire town.
[ There's the brief sound of shuffling paper before Ford continues. ]
Assuming no such other project is underway I'd like to begin keeping a publicly accessible archive of information gathered by Sleepers, particularly as it pertains to the Sleepers as a whole, as well as the nature and history of this dimension.
So, I'm looking both for individuals willing to contribute their own research, as well as any ideas as to where this archive could be housed. We may be able to requisition our own wing within the School of Mutter's Archaic Archives, but it may be preferable to select a more neutral location, outside of the immediate influence of any of the Patron Pthumerians.
[ Ford pauses for a moment, clears his throat, and continues. ]
Thank you all for hearing me out. And if you ever encounter anything especially weird, please don't hesitate to contact me!
For those of you I haven't met: I worked as a researcher of all things paranormal and anomalous in my home dimension, and after I arrived in Deerington I used my experience in that field to research and catalogue the events, creatures, history, and metaphysical inner workings of Deerington, the Dream, and its residents.
Now, I wasn't the only person gathering this information. Several other individuals compiled their own documents on the same subjects and made them available to all of Deerington. Several of the authors vanished, however, and the distribution of their works depended on other Sleepers already having their own copies to share.
Which brings me to a proposal I have for the entire town.
[ There's the brief sound of shuffling paper before Ford continues. ]
Assuming no such other project is underway I'd like to begin keeping a publicly accessible archive of information gathered by Sleepers, particularly as it pertains to the Sleepers as a whole, as well as the nature and history of this dimension.
So, I'm looking both for individuals willing to contribute their own research, as well as any ideas as to where this archive could be housed. We may be able to requisition our own wing within the School of Mutter's Archaic Archives, but it may be preferable to select a more neutral location, outside of the immediate influence of any of the Patron Pthumerians.
[ Ford pauses for a moment, clears his throat, and continues. ]
Thank you all for hearing me out. And if you ever encounter anything especially weird, please don't hesitate to contact me!

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... oh, right, that was before your time. All the records in the hospital and police department were completely destroyed and ruined.
There is a small wiggle, though. I have something that I want to donate to this but it won't be possible to duplicate them. They're essentially irreplaceable because of how I made them, and I am not capable of doing that again I don't think.
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[ What she says next, though, is especially interesting to Ford. Something irreplaceable that she wants to donate anyway? ]
Could you explain what they are? We may be able to come up with a solution.
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As for these... [She reached for a black wood box next to her in the study she was sitting in. Flipping a latch, she took cloth and picked up what looked like a procelain bust of part of a person's face...
"This was an item I found inside Lake Tomie, and when I touched it I was transported into a vision of a very ... rosy version of the Boat Keeper's memories of her past. It was altered from the truth as we learned, but valuable. I learned how to store memories in objects. It took a lot of effort, and tricks I don't know that I can do anymore. But I have several." A gesture to the box. "They're memories of the most powerful memories, when I traveled into the visions of Sodder and her family's past like many of us. So that we never forget."
...
"And one is a memory of how to fight the Erasure Plague if it ever rears its ugly head here." God help them, though. The tools weren't here anymore.