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Somewhere in Wilde there is a flower shop. Every day at noon an Extra man enters this shop, picks up a bouquet of red roses and has the following conversation with the Extra clerk:

“I would like to buy these roses.”

“Are they for your girlfriend?”

“Yes, I hope she’ll like them.”

The transaction takes place, and the Extras go about their programmed business. On this particular day, however, there is a difference in the discussion as new programming is implemented:

“I would like to buy these krzfup.”

“Prl fkjn segknm gogfaf?”

“Aekmn goksn sdokng.”

This happens now throughout the city, language degenerating into nonsense babble even as Extras continue on as if they don’t even notice it. After five minutes of incomprehensibility it’s abruptly cut off and the city is consumed by silence. Not a word or a whisper or a peep is to be heard.

As if on cue, the tablets now only support text transmissions, with any attempts at visual, voice, or holo leading right back to the little tablet typing screen with cursor blinking in anticipation.

Enjoy the silence, Taxon. You’ll have a lot of it to go around.

[ ooc: And so begins the language glitch! Remember, five minutes of gibberish followed by everyone being completely unable to speak. We'll be making another post when the next part of the glitch begins, and if you have and questions or concerns don't hesitate to let us know! ]

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[ she'll roll with that, for now. ]

( translation | nice. it's not a language everyone knows. / i lived in sofia for a few years with my dad, he got a job there. kind of had to learn the language. )

[ if this were in voice, there'd be a self-deprecating laugh accompanying that. inwardly, she's nervous. this is the second rare language she's replied to on a public feed. ] <font face="courier>Това е много готино. Аз не съм го говорил от време на време, и аз никога не съм била в страната.</font> <small>( translation | neither is minoan. / that's pretty cool. i haven't spoken it in a while, and i've never been to the country. )</small>

( translation | was your dad a professor or a historian or something like that? since he knew all these things. )

( translation | yeah, he was - a professor. was yours? )

( translation | no, he's a consultant - something really complicated and technical with computers, i don't know exactly. we move a lot due to his work. ...was? )

[ there's a vein of truth to her cover. lydecker disappeared while investigating manticore's origins a while before she'd arrived in taxon. she hadn't been terribly upset about it - this was the same man who'd put her through rigorous training as a child, who'd allowed brutal physical treatment to see how fast they'd heal, who'd shot her sister to death right in front of her. even if he'd tried helping them in the end, there was still a lot of resentment and anger there. ]

( translation | yeah. he...disappeared, a few months back. )

( translation | really? how awful. i'm so sorry to hear that. )

[ she's glad this conversation isn't in voice. it prevents her from showing her disgust at speaking of lydecker as a father figure and her nervousness at being questioned about him. she hopes she doesn't make this cover story much more for herself as she's weaving it. ]

( translation: | don't worry about it. not your fault. )

( translation | i know, but still. what about your mother? is she... around? )

[ god, that's an even more complicated subject than her "father". or the cover will be harder to come up with, anyway. the truth is, she has no idea who her mother is or whether or not she's still alive. all she knows is that she had signed up to be a surrogate for manticore and had tried to escape seven months into her pregnancy because she hadn't wanted to give her up. presumably, she'd been sent back to wherever she came from after delivering, but max doesn't put it past manticore to have shot her dead once she'd fulfilled her duty to them. they didn't take kindly to rebellion.

at manticore, she'd been told as a child that her mother never existed. after she'd escaped, she'd grown up wondering who she was, and after hearing about what she'd tried to do, she'd tried for a while to find her, with logan's help. but so much was going on at home now, so many people were in danger. continuing her search for her mother seemed pretty selfish. ]

( translation | no. )

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[ text ] | what the fuck lj, i thought i'd edited that comment. sorry about that.

[ text ] | aw, it's okay! <3 /punches lj

[ text ] | <3!

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