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[ The painting can't answer, and Rio is grateful for that. Even if it could, so long as it was like the subject it would only encourage them to find the truth for themselves. But those are some of the few words of wisdom that that could come out of his mouth. They had no choice but to keep searching. ]

I haven't seen anything else appear here, so maybe it's in a different spot? How big are they?

[ Rio doubts they'd be too far off, and there must have been a reason why they weren't present with the rest of the device. He lifts the boy out of the coffin, effortlessly tossing him over his shoulder and holding him there with one arm while the other still holds his expression cards. This is unfortunate, since it does mean he no longer has use of his hands, but it seems to be a sacrifice that he's willing to make. ]

Pretty big, it takes up a healthy amount of room. A tower with monitors attached, there's only two coffins here... so we need two monitors. You can watch, and make sure everything is running properly.

( that and everything which comes with it, but it would have stood out had it been within the dormitory. what's a big place that would have it...? he's thinking maybe the auditorium, probably that holds enough room for something like it. )

Let's go to the school, we might find out something doing that.

( as that may be the idea, but little do they know when they go outside, it'll just be out there, and now i'm crying. imagine going outside and there's just computers out in the snow or whatever because that must be the vibe as soon as they walk down the hall, and komaeda opens the door for rio because he can't push it open himself. )

Hm, probably wouldn't fit in here then. Sure, we can take a look.

[ Rio steps out, carrying their second coffin gift over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He gets all of a few steps before grinding to a halt as he spots something that certainly was not there before.

Those sure are computers out in the snow. Those sure are big computers with monitors just hanging out there like they've always been there.

As anyone would do when confronted with the sight of randomly finding giant pieces of highly advanced technology sitting outside of their front door, Rio stops and just stares because boy that sure is the vibe out here. ]

...

Those it?

Edited (icon) 2021-12-19 06:07 (UTC)

Oh! How did you know?

( he gasps, because wow, this is not the strangest thing he's seen, but rio knowing them before komaeda saw them is what really takes the cake! a hand raises to place over his hear, looking at the other as if he's a prophet, but he's only being dramatic as he walks over in the snow, feeling his steps sink into it, but luckily his legs are long so it doesn't bother him so much. as soon as he walks over, he dusts off a bit of the snow from the keyboard, typing in the code so that it unlocks properly.

why does future foundation have a lock for everything, anyway, the same information like on the coffin comes up, and he tries to see if there's an anomaly that's visible or perhaps... someone's consciousness stored inside? oh mysterious lad, where are you hiding? )

I'll check this person and then the other one...

( yeah, he should check to see if the other pod was used considering the smell of something burning on the inside. )

Ahaha! Just a lucky guess~

[ It's incredibly dramatic, but he doesn't mind that. There's almost a smartass comment about seeing it in a textbook once, but while he's resigned himself to such comments, he doesn't want to give Komaeda the pleasure of him buying into that particular joke. Really, he could at least call him a database.

As that's not happening, he trails along behind and watches with interest as he unlocks the device and starts the process. He shifts his position a little, getting a better grip on the body he's holding, and he's seriously starting to consider dropping them in the snow so he can at least have one hand free. It's not really the point, and he should be focusing on other things, but it's not often that he gets to see technology from other places. Or any kind of technology on the level he's used to really. ]

What is this, anyway?

It's...

( something that he didn't think he'd have to see again as he looks through the permissions of the the device, fiddling through to see what pods are connected, and seeing only those two. there's many of them or enough for a class worth back home, but he guesses the rest will come at a later date. )

A supercomputer with a vast amount of information, only certain Ultimates were allowed to work on it because of what it was meant to do. Take the consciousness of a person, upload them into the system... you can wipe their memories, make them live a life they never knew they had. By having access to the brain, the world can be constructed to what they know best, but it's more of a rehabilitation center for those who suffered through trauma.

( he clicks a few more times, looking off to one of the other computers on the screen to see if it says anything important. )

Simulations, and such. You can even insert them at certain timeframes, so... before admittance to this school, during the time of those fuzzy memories some have with others. It could awaken other memories...

( this comes out casually, shrugging his shoulders as he looks at rio holding their unconscious student(?), and he looks down at the bed of snow beside him. )

I'm checking to see if he's inside... if so, we could visit him, but if he's not... ( then they're playing the waiting game while he's asleep. ) If you get tired, you can just put him somewhere.

[ It was a therapeutic device with the ability to tamper with memories, hm? It reminds him of a souped-up version of Safalin's memory machine. They already had the ability to modify and erase memories, as well as running simulators, but the two hadn't yet been combined into one device such as this. It was a point of interest, though, as was directly extracting all of the relevant details on a person directly from them - one could truly create the ideal AI then, without all the fussing and memory and coding.

That's the final of why he stares on with such interest. It's a useful device that he wouldn't dream of subjecting himself to. There's the technology, the intended purpose, and then other applications. ]

Hmm... Sounds like a pretty interesting device.

[ He looks around at the suggestion. He doesn't really get tired, but that doesn't mean Rio won't quickly get tired of having to hang onto some random person. He'd grown more tolerant of it with certain people, but that didn't mean he had suddenly stopped being repulsed by human touch more generally. ]

There's no where to put him.

It's nothing to concern yourself with.

( the device, but if he's curious, komaeda could talk about what he knows if it piece by piece. future foundation had machines that were used for specific reasons, these were to help those already covered in despair by tampering with their waves, and placing them into a relaxing situation so that maybe they could return to who they were. upon waking up, everything feels real until there's that gap in reality having to merge both instances together. )

But... ( no, nevermind. ) ...? Sure there is!

( he pulls away from the keys, allowing the system to lock back up as he walks over to rio to expect him. he's holding their body with ease, but he knows it must be difficult not being able to flip through his cards like normal. he stands before them both for a moment until he walks off to the side, squating down so he can...

give him about five minutes, and he'll be able to construct something like a chair out of snow. he even puts a few rocks on the outside to give it a bit of style! his hand's freezing, and his prosthetic handles the gesture of patting the backrest without it falling apart. )

How about here?

( it might fall apart if rio sets him down here, but roll a d20 on it. )

[ Hm. That comment is interesting, and it makes him want to push more. If it were anyone else, he would no doubt poke and pick and pry until long after the person had tired of the conversation. As it is, this is his partner, and so Rio only nods in acceptance of that. If there as more to it that he wasn't being told, then that was that. He's only really fixated on in the technical aspect, and that was easy enough to extract on his own time if he was so inclined.

Rio watches as he constructs the snow chair, blinking as he stares at it. Wouldn't that lead to frostbite and other complications, such as hypothermia? It seems like a terrible idea. On the other hand, it's difficult to continue holding a person for a number of reasons and so he's happy enough to dump them in their snow chair for the moment. I cried because I rolled a 19 so Komaeda's snow chair is powerful af.

Rio's nice enough to fold the boy's hands over his lap at least. ]

This should work for now... Ah, by the way, removing him while he's connected to this guy won't cause any problems?

[ He nods to the computer. He's assuming not, otherwise his partner wouldn't have allowed it, but it's interesting enough to inquire about. ]

He should be fine as long as he didnt suffer any extensive trauma...

( he knows that well to the point he can remember his own fears and terrors condensed into one unsettling sensation. suffocation first, the tight hold in his chest as fingers wrapped around his heart squeezing until the muscle popped in someone's grasp, the sticky substance of that in poison leftover. the harrowing darkness that clouded his eyes, the raging heat that burned only a few inches from where he was, and with all of that combined with his reason of getting rid of the disease... it all felt so real. having to go to those lengths with no one to understand his feelings, it was the logical choice.

if someone wants to get better, they have to construct a cure to rid the sickness, and komaeda knew only one. the best medicine he could administer to those that couldn't help themselves, and so he took that risk. he doesn't know who this person is that they've found, but for what reason would he need to burn away his tallies.

komaeda is a curious person, so he'll push down the gas mask to stare at their face once more, brows furrow in thought as he contemplates the reason of their existence. )

The brain is such a complex organ, holding all our memories, controlling our actions, formatting everything that we see into our own personal understanding so what if... someone went a step further? By creating a virtual world where you choose a certain point of their life and insert them inside, erasing everything else so it's all real? Every single action is accepted as your norm! ( considering the hands who created this brilliant piece of work, it's one to be praised, especially knowing the ultimate neurologist was one of the esteemed many. )

I have to look deeper into it... since one can deep dive into the system, hiding away perfectly if something went awry.

( but he doesn't believe that's the case, when he looks at this person, it makes him curious what he's here for. finally, he stands up properly to look towards rio, and then glancing back at the computer. there's more to look through, even if there's no signal from the sleeping pod, there should be something left inside the system. )

No matter where you take him, if he's attached to the system, he'll never wake up unless released. If there's an Observer inside, they could release him, but I can't say he didn't go with anyone else... but neither of them would be Observers. He'd have to find the exit himself, but it's hidden in a special place, and only few know where.

( let alone the code. )

So, a more advanced and targeted form of virtual reality? That's a promising idea. We had ways of modifying and removing memories, but they were more straightforward.

[ He'd be remiss to commit to it as a game changer, as a concept was different than reality, but he's intrigued. it's unique. He's fond of it. It's the sort of device that would have fascinated Safalin, who would have wanted to pick apart each and every mechanism for its benefits, and likely Hiyori as well. He can think of the questions that would be asked, the points of interest, because they'd likely be the same ones running through his mind.

If he's understanding correctly, the idea is to force a person into a coma while inserting their memories into the machine... Then, since the body was stable even once removed, were they only written once they were awoken from said coma? That's a little concerning, along with a few other things, but it's not like any device was perfect at the start. Even the simulations were imperfect, as it wasn't uncommon for AIs to become aware that they were being observed. SPeaking of... The word catches his attention. ]

"Observer?"

Ahaha... you truly look for ways to figure this machine out, don't you? But yes, you're right! You're pretty good at this, Riokun!

( he points to rio, thinking he know the role of an observer well, and so komaeda can use him as an example for the moment. )

You're classified as The Observer.

( he'll point to himself, and then to the unconscious boy in the nat 19 chair that is keeping stronger, which is rather promising, but his body has to be getting cold like that. komaeda doesn't think of lending his jacket since he's trying to absorb all the warmth already, and so he continues without batting an eye. )

And we're in need of help. ( he goes on, ) Say we all knew each other, we were... friends. ( the term is unusual off the tip of his tongue, but he manages with a smile as he dusts the snow off his legs. )

Then we turn on each other due to unforeseen circumstances, but there was a way to fix it, so it's by uploading us into the simulation before our fall out, our memories after that are non-existent.

( that's why some of the students were fine with each other, that's why they weren't aware of their sins. little things led to it, but most were erased, and the signs didn't make sense, but monokuma had always reminded the students that monomi removed their memories, and she never fought against it. that's where problems started to appear even more, that's how they couldn't even trust themselves, but they held out hope. )

This is where you come in, on the outside, you'll exist, but the system — by your discretion — will create a replica of yourself, an Avatar, that's made of our thoughts and memories of you. With it, you'll be used as a guide to place us back on the right track of being as close as we used to be, it's your avatar's objective, after all. In the simulation, you're normally put under specific, strict rules that you have to follow unless they're removed, that's in the teacher role. Hm, if you're placed under the student role, you're just as normal as me and him, but still tasked with your objective, just not as flashy as the teacher.

If anything goes wrong, you can tap directly into the simulation as yourself, or you can come from the start. You're already an AI, so they wouldn't need to create another version of you... it just depends on what role of an Observer you'd get.

( he only had so much information given to him on it, but he knows enough from his experience, and when he woke up to the others explaining it to him in the middle of his surgery, too. watching the videos also filled in the blanks here and there making it more understandable, but he wonders if he did a good job putting it into words. explaining one of future foundation's greatest inventions is a task, but he's happy to do so. )

It's meant to inspire hope, this program... ( he crosses his arms afterwards, looking at rio for a moment before turning back to the machine. ) An Observer of hope... that's what you'd be.

[ His eyes move to the boy when he's pointed to, then back to Komaeda as he follows along with the explanation. It's not a far cry from what he might have expected based on his limited knowledge, though he had missed a few key details. When he pieces it together with what he's learned prior to now, he can start to make sense of it. If he had a more solid morality, he might question these methods, but as it is Rio sees no issue with erasing and replacing people's memories in order to reach specific goals.

The Observer role strikes him as overly complicated, but he's not certain that it's relevant. That, he supposes, is the sort of detail that would be better to pick through with a person who worked on it directly. It was a deliberate design choice. But the basic concept of having a guide and a person to oversee progress is sensible enough to him. Rio hums thoughtfully, comparing it to what he knows and finding it to be acceptable enough. ]

I see... Like I said, that kind of research was conducted at ASUNARO, too. There was a focus on the ability to be able to erase and rewrite traumatic memories. For example, by working through simulations that would show an alternate version of events, or a machine that could selectively erase memories and rewrite neural pathways.

[ Safalin had said that her machine was going to change the world, and he believes that even now, and so he has no reason to believe something similar might not be equally effective. ]

This is different, but it's the same basic idea. Something like that really does have the potential to make an impact on people, huh? Pretty impressive.

[ Rio bounces on his heels, the snow crunching beneath him as he considers the practical applications and how it might be applied to preexisting methods. It's one of the few times he's seemed so enthusiastic about an idea, albeit the hope part is readily filtered out as he fits in with other logical concepts. ]

Edited 2021-12-28 07:10 (UTC)

( it's a very well-thought out machine, and with every word that leaves from rio's mouth he has the basic idea, and here komaeda thought he was just aware, along with being smart. he knows that their lives were programmed from the start, that all those participants in the majority game are like that because of it. it's vastly different, komaeda thinks, it's not wholly the same because of their uses, and so he agrees that it follows the same logic. the stories that they both play here doesn't come down to the same conclusion, their denouement appeals to two different crowds. )

As long as you understand the basics, it's capable of many things...

( with an exhale, he watches his breath mold into a chilled puff right before his eyes. for a moment, he watches as it disappears, he can see that rio's enthusiastic about this concept, which is cute in its own right. though, he turns away to walk back towards the computer, tapping against the keyboard as he searches through the locations of the program — checking to see what were the last few people hooked up to the computer, and what data is leftover.

as curious as he is about the burning smell in the other pod, he manages to turn his back so he can lean against it. )

Various Ultimates worked on this, without it... who knows what could have happened.

( that said, ultimate hope wouldn't be the person that he is, and the rest of class 77-b probably wouldn't exist. komaeda wouldn't be the person that he is now, but he's not something that matters, so if they lost anyone in the corruption of the network, he wouldn't have minded it. it's meant to spread hope, and yet it did its job, sealing their despair away so they could at least thrive like they used to.

attempt at having a life together. )

It's a piece of hope! Ah... having the ability to do such a thing, but it's possible to keep both new and old memories at the same time... it'll be disorienting to some, but it's such a passionate device! Isn't hope crafted by the hands of Ultimates amazing! To think they'd go this far...

( he smiles as he recognizes the good that comes from it, practically charmed, he walks over to rio to stare down at him slightly. )

I know, I know! Not even despair can destroy this, ah... do you want to try it?

( the machine, it's just him curious, and not willing to hook rio up to it yet. )

[ Who knows? Given it's purpose and what Rio has managed to piece together of Komaeda's situation, it can't have been anything good. He doesn't press on the issue though, noting and filing away the information without finding anything who crafted it to be of any particular interest. For all that he's made an effort to acknowledge Komaeda on that front, he's ever single-minded when it comes to the matter of his craft. That aside, while fascinating in concept, he can say nothing about how it works in practice.

He wonders if it's really so amazing, though. This doesn't dampen his excitement so much as it makes him want to pick it apart. It makes him want to see it tested, to see every piece of it broken and recreated into something better than before - the same way ASUNARO did every piece of equipment that it made. It was necessary to find every single way to break it in order to ensure that it was a flawless work of art. That had been part of his creation, too, and it's why it's so difficult to modify or extract his code without him willing it. Viruses and malware are practically a nonissue. His code might be incomplete, but that was a deliberate choice. What was there was a work of art.

Rio blinks at the question, raising his eyes so he can make eye contact with Komaeda. There's that blank look that he sometimes gives when he's not sure exactly what he's being asked, but he seems to catch on after a few seconds. ]

Maybe. I'd have to know more about it. It's really easy to break code, and if there's any security vulnerabilities or anything like that, then it's an issue for me too. I wouldn't mind if it were ASUNARO technology, but...

[ But the gap between concept and execution truly is wide. It's hard to trust a machine built and coded by strangers without any further details. It's just a sneaking suspicion, but Rio has the distinct sense that it's not up to their standards.

He can't reject it out of hand, though. It's hard not to want to try and test out new concepts and technology for himself. ]

Well, as long as it's the same level of quality, I don't mind.

Edited 2021-12-28 21:46 (UTC)

This machine did as it was designed to do.

( from hus standpoint, it was meant to heal, and by being infected by a virus, they learned to work the sickness out themselves. it went in deep, circulating everything they knew, breaking them apart so that they felt like they had nothing, a constant battle locked into their mind. one wrong more and they would die, one mistake and they'll never open their eyes again. there's standards, and then there's the craft created by ultimates that saw through with its use, the remnants of despair are... healed, not completely saved, or having the sickness edited from them, but komaeda doesn't feel the need to see the world burn, or want to watch rio's code be infected with another virus, and watch him break from the inside out. to watch him be unable go control himself as he destroys one person after the other, then design him to forgo that self-preservation of his, then kill himself?

servant would have found something in that, hope, it was far worse, but his actions always led towards hope. )

Trust me, Riokun, this creation is truly a work of art, I could show you things you've never seen before.

( his home, the places he traveled, how the world held itself together, and with alter ego no longer running it, the world isn't just limited to how it designs it. now, as long as there's imagination, it can go far and wide, not only that. )

You could even show me where you came from, all based off your memories, it'll work the same. That flower usually mentioned?

( that could be recreated, anything from the attractions too as long as rio was plugged up, and the computer would work from there. komaeda would just have to designate him as the main source, force the role of an observer, and then manage from there. it's actually an interesting device for what it is, being able to use memories to build everything from scratch, to the point that it's real. if they remove ever coming to yogen, it'd just be like he was part of whatever rio's brain creates, komaeda could learn what the majority game was like through his personal understanding, and the same can be done from his own killing game. )

I could show you my experiences, but... they're nothing exciting. I'm actually a really boring person. ( but that's not what this is about, and his eyes glance down at their stranger. ) If they were uploaded, it's be easy to get a read on the type of person they were...

( there's a monitor next to him that he hasn't turned on, but that would give them the feed of the other's brain as he looks to it. )

[ That doesn't say much is what he wants to say, but Rio manages to swallow down the words before they can escape. There's no point in trying to argue with a person whose opinion is based on sentiment, but it's nonetheless a bit much to ask another person to throw all logic out the window based on that alone. No matter how he looks at it, the risk far outweighs the reward. He's seen the result of memory modification, too. It's hardly comforting.

He supposes it's the same reason Safalin was disinclined to use her own invention. There's too much uncertainty to it. It's like walking on a decrepit plank held down by sandbags, wobbly and unstable, knowing that the second it cracks or is flipped by your weight there will be nothing left by the sensation of falling followed by the cracking of bones and blood as your body hits the ground. Such risks were for other people.

Rio wants to tear apart and consume every last piece of it until he's satisfied, and his thoughts bounce back and forth, but logically there's no reason that he should agree. Not to modifications and limitations and extractions and rewriting and all the vulnerability that comes along with that. ]

It's an interesting idea. Anyway, You've never bored me.

[ It's a neutral, non-committal answer that offers no hint as to his feelings on the matter, but that's nothing out of the ordinary for him. He takes a couple steps closer, looking over he machine once more. ]

We should probably figure it out before you both freeze to death out here.

( it's true, they've been out here for far too long, and komaeda's not going to freeze to death for anyone as he turns back around to unlock the computer once again. it shows the number of pods that should be hooked up all together, there's fifteen, but only two are connected, and the others are lost. not that anything happened to them, but they must be where they usually are, and not in purgatory which makes him wonder how this place actually works in regards to items from home coming here. )

Do you really want to understand it...?

( the part that he can't help with is the technical aspect, he wasn't part of the group that helped create it, he's not the ultimate programmer, or the ultimate neurologist, nor could he ever become the ultimate therapist — those who focused in both the medical and technological field were the ones who had control over this concept. it was their time and effort that managed to create such a magnificent piece that was able to change the world, because if it didn't do as told, then the world would only continue to crumble.

it has had its hiccups, but that's because someone played a part in that destruction, but they all did, the pods were used to input someone else into his body. komaeda's fingers stop as he shudders from the thought, and yet it's masked by being outside in the cold that he can act as if the weather is getting to him. he remembers calling the remnants all together, telling them the plan that enoshima junko would take over their body, that they would be able to spread both hope and despair by giving their lives away to her. his love, and his hate, it's what placed him in that position, and how he was able to rally his classmates at kamukura's call. )

After a nap and hot cocoa, I'll get you up to date.

( komaeda doesn't like sweets, so that's just filler talk.

he exhales, his breath visible as he finds himself tired of even being outside. it's like hell, but his fingers move a little faster as he finds himself locked out of a bit here and there, but closing his eyes, he types in a few names, and ultimate titles that allow him in. it shows that he doesn't have complete control, but he knows what should be put in to get where he needs to go, something close.

he's going to do one last look around in the system because he and their tulpa freezes to death. now it's up to ori to say if they learn anything, or if komaeda dies out here!!! )

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