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The Real Underground wrote:

Marlies: ">What's harmony by your definition?<"

Ophelia: <"Well it isn't exactly a simple answer, because in Equestrian religion and culture it is both a spiritual being as well as an essence or state of being. Harmony is the bringer of peace and joy and unity...she is the sister of Chaos...the good type of chaos...white chaos...and Mediator or the unifier and equaliser of all things.>"

The Real Underground wrote:

Marlies: ">I suppose if I ever get the time I'll look into it.<"

Ophelia: "<It is certainly an interesting anthropological topic, at least for the irreverent and irreligious, it is a reality for those who are religious.>"

The Real Underground wrote:

Marlies: ">Well if you have any more questions I'd be happy to answer them.<"

Ophelia: "<Does your country have a religion?>"

The Real Underground wrote:

Marlies: ">Yes it's called the "Church of Groogifen" or just groogifen.<"
(Wooloos hasn't added any lore for the religion yet so can't say much on it)

Ophelia: "<Interesting, I should look into it, sounds intriguing.">

(mk)

The Real Underground wrote:

Marlies: ">Can't say I'm too invested in religion these days, not much to believe in after everything that happened.<"

Ophelia: "<That is understandable...especially in your situation.>"

The Real Underground wrote:

Marlies: ">Was there anything else?<"

Ophelia: <"Did you know I am to rule 1,000 years...">

The Real Underground wrote:

Marlies: ">That's...a very long time.
Although not too far fetched with all the technological advancements.<"

Ophelia: “<Oh no, there were two rulers who ruled for that long, waaay before any technology existed.>”

The Real Underground wrote:

Marlies: ">Well now that's impressive I must say.
How does your body allow that exactly? Do you age slower?<"

Ophelia: “<Well it’s rare, something about a prophecy, every century I rule, I am supposed to become more united with magic, until by my 1000th year I become the physical embodiment of magic itself.>”

The Real Underground wrote:

Marlies: ">How very intriguing...<"

Ophelia: <“Judging by your reaction, magic isn’t too common in your country?”>

The Real Underground wrote:

Marlies: ">It's is in the form of enchantments, not really anything like this.<"

Ophelia: <“Come, I must show you something. It will be good for your notes.”>
She would stand up

The Real Underground wrote:

She stands up as well

Marlies: ">Where are we going?<"

Ophelia: “<The Great Tower>”

They would make their way through the grand palace, and up several stairs before arriving at an old wooden door which opened into a spiral flight of stairs

1.5 days left still the next series of Doctor Who marking Ncuti Gatwas first Series as the Doctor after his apearences in the 2 previous specials.

North American Imperial State wrote:

Novilliwit

Upon loading up the holotype it would be mostly coding gibberish, what was readable was how to set their computer to decrypt into a certain line of communication that led somewhere into an abandoned Columbian Space Station above mars. apparently using a long abandoned NASA channel from what she can read out. it would also include a folder containing data about a so called "Purple Plauge" that had been spreading in the OREEP territories even before the Columbians reached there. specifically in the "Griffonia" Sector. it first hit the new griffon colonies multiple times throughout there history. and had completely wiped out all sentient life on several worlds, this had been of course classified as to not spread panic. what was worse was that Columbia had recovered samples. however a small outbreak had begun on the mid rim world they had brought them to due to an unknown factor. while this outbreak had mostly been contained so far. there were signs to suggest that this would not last. he stated he obtained this data from accidental entrance into the FEMS's low priority emergency management files.

Before Drummer could do anything with the information about the purple plague, she would need to make contact with whoever had sent her this information. Someone had found a breach in her operation that had revealed her investigation, and that needed to be rectified. Even more pressing was the threat of a "mind control device" falling into Imperium hands, which would surely spell an Imperium victory. She would send a transmission to the abandoned space station, encrypting it and bouncing it across almost every relay in The Belt first to ensure it couldn't be intercepted or traced. There was a little degradation in the transmission, due to the repeated bouncing, and when she spoke, hints of static tugged at her voice.

"First of all, thank you for the information about OREEP. I would like to formally accept your offer of cooperation in investigating the Imperium's infiltration. The notion of a mind control device is extremely worrying to me, and I will devote whatever resources possible to combating this threat. I do, however, need some information from you first. Firstly, I need to know how much you know about my operations, and how you found out about them. I'm sure you understand that secrecy is paramount. Secondly, I would like to know who exactly you are. If you don't trust me enough to reveal that, then you never should have contacted me in the first place. If you give me that, and of course a briefing on what should be done regarding the mind control device, I will get to work."