#case transcript

[paa-official]

Recording No. 20

In the evening we were back in the city and I immediately ran to our night quarters. Xornud tried to stop me >> Apath, take it easy. This is normal for humans. They'll deliberate for a few days and then come to their senses. <<

I turned to him and stopped in the middle of the path >> You know, I had actually been pretty optimistic. I thought people were open-minded, friendly, innocent. God damn it, I thought they were reasonable. More reasonable than our people. <<

>> Well, that's not particularly hard either. << he muttered to himself. >> Why didn't you warn me about this? <<

>> Warn you about it? Shit, I thought you had some sense. Why else would you come to us for help? And now you want to put all the blame on me? <<

I laughed hysterically >> Are you trying to tell me it's my fault for speaking out against Parker? <<

Becka stepped between the two of us and looked me in the eye >> No one here is to blame. We just have to be patient. You said yourself that this all has to work out. <<

>> What if we don't have enough time? <<

>> But the military doesn't know anything about anything here. They think we're still spying on this place. <<

>> But what if they get suspicious about the whole Area 51 thing yesterday? What if Miran suspects why Markus hasn't returned? <<

I paused for a moment and Becka noticed it in my expression >> What is it? << she then asked.

I slowly turned away from he >> I have an idea. Don't wait for me. Xornud can you take me to Markus? <<

>> Apath? << Becka tried to stop me, but I wasn't paying attention to her, I was already running after Xornud.

Xornud had taken me deep into the ship, to an interrogation room where I had to wait. The walls, ceiling and floor were all made of dark gray steel. In the middle was a table with three chairs connected to the floor and a ceiling lamp had been built into the ceiling directly above it. Unlike in Naglfari or the human interrogation rooms, there was no mirror with someone behind it. After only a few minutes, the door opened and Xornud brought in Markus, whose hands he tied to the table. I went to Xornud and whispered quietly in his ear >> Give me a few minutes with him. I'll take care of it. <<

He doubted at first, but then nodded and left us both alone >> Knock on the door, if there's anything. <<

I walked slowly to the table and sat down on the chair opposite Markus, who looked at me sceptically >> Do you want to try again? <<

>> Yes, and you will give me answers. <<

>> Why so sure? <<

>> I'll ask the questions. <<

He laughed suddenly >> That's not like you. You can stop pretending to be threatening. <<

I sighed slowly and folded my hands on the table >> Alright. Why did you fake your death anyway? <<

He laughed again >> Isn't it obvious? 20 years without orders and then we arrive at the planet. Something will go wrong, like someone going rogue. Miran needs a backup like us, his mercenary force. <<

>> And what about your family? <<

He remained quiet for a moment and his face became serious >> I don't have any. Never did. <<

I hesitated for a moment. He had been all lonely on the ship and probably wasn't allowed to bond with anyone so there wouldn't be that pain when he had to leave everything behind.

>> And what about the second ability? << I then asked >> Have you had it all your life too? <<

He started grinning again >> How many years have you spent on the ship? <<

I looked at him questioningly >> 19 auroric years. What does that matter? <<

>> That's how long I've had mine. And if I'm not mistaken, I even saw you back then. <<

>> What? What do you mean by that? <<

All I got in response was this grin >> Ask your parents, if you have any questions. Or ask your buddy, Luke. Maybe he's in on the whole thing too. <<

I looked at him seriously >> There's more to it than that. Why don't you just tell me? <<

>> I'm only telling you what I'm allowed to tell you. <<

I leaned back in my chair and crossed my arms >> What does that mean now? <<

He sighed and propped himself up on the table >> We haven't exactly had the best start since you and I met on Earth, but it doesn't have to stay that way. I want a little more neutrality between us. Do you understand? <<

I raised my eyebrow.

>> I'm willing to tell you certain things, but only the ones I won't get in trouble for. You'll have to find out the redacted lines for yourself. <<

>> Well at least I have a clue donor. << I muttered to myself.

He leaned back again, but not too far, because the chains weren't particularly long >> And if I can give you a tip: grow a new pair. <<

>> What? <<

>> I'm just saying. This pacifist way won't get you where you want to go. Trust me, I was convinced of that on Aurora. <<

I stood up and got ready to go to the door >> This isn't Aurora. You can keep your tips to yourself. <<

>> You're right. This is not Aurora. But the people you're up against are from Aurora. If I were you, I'd do what I advise. <<

I ran to the door >> Know-it-all. << I whispered to myself and knocked on the door.

I had tried to sleep, but couldn't. Becka was having trouble with it too, but she was already fast asleep while I was tossing and turning on the bed. I couldn't let go of the conversation with Markus and the excitement in the Pentagon. To make a pre-emptive strike on Naglfari. The guy was out of his mind. To distract myself a little, I looked at my watch. Maybe I could find or change something new. But first I checked my inbox in case I hadn't noticed that there were new orders. But it had been empty. At least one satisfying message that day.

But then I looked at the tracker, which I had switched off on me and Becka. Markus' words immediately came back to me. > Ask your buddy. <

I looked over at Becka and she was still fast asleep. She had even turned her back on me. I had to take advantage of this opportunity before it was too late. Maybe he would understand. Luke had always had a friendly character. If I had chosen the right words, I was sure I could have convinced him.

So I sneaked out of the night quarters and walked to the train. The lights had only been on in a few houses and the streets were empty. There weren't even any soldiers outside. It was similar at the train station. Only a few phalanxes were walking around and the trains had been mostly empty. That worked out well for me when I took a train to the UK. I can't remember exactly where in England. When I left the station there, I first made my way to a deserted field, far away from civilization. I didn't have to walk very long because the station was already close to a very wide, uninhabited meadow. Somewhere near the chalk cliffs, in fact.

sat down on a rock there and switched the tracker back on. Then I contacted Luke to come to my location, but alone and in such a way that no one would notice. I waited for him until then. The now cold wind from the coast brushed through my hair and was actually refreshing after all the commotion. And the best thing was that it was still so early in the morning in England and still so peacefully quiet.

Soon a shuttle appeared over the horizon. It was barely visible because of the darkness and difficult to follow with the naked eye. But the noise of the engines could not be hidden so easily.

The shuttle landed carefully several meters away from me and the ramp opened. The turbines slowed down until they were off and no longer stirred up the wind. Luke frantically ran out and towards me >> Apath, are you alright? <<

I stood up and ran towards him >> Don't worry, everything is fine. << I answered him calmly.

>> Why did you bring me here? And where is Becka? <<

Luke stood right in front of me and looked at me worriedly. I had to take a deep breath >> We've split up. You don't have to worry, really. <<

He exhaled with relief >> If you say so. Do you actually know what's going on with your watches? Yesterday they showed that you traveled several hundred kilometers in a few minutes and then the trackers went out today. <<

I looked him in the eye and thought about how much I wanted to tell him >> I don't know about the first one, but I turned off the trackers myself. <<

He looked at me confused >> Why? <<

>> It's not important now. << I shook my head >> I have a few questions. <<

He looked around uncertainly >> Go ahead. What's up? <<

>> What do you know about Markus? <<

He looked at me cluelessly >> He had no family. And he never came back from the scouting mission. <<

>> Is that so? << I asked insinuatingly and Luke no longer understood me.

>> Yes, it is suspected that the reptiloids have something to do with it. Have you found him? <<

>> Well, he more likely found us. But I guess Miran didn't tell you everything. <<

>> Miran? What makes you think of Miran? He hasn't been seen since he wiped everyone's memory. <<

[killjoy-prince]

House M.D. but it's when Wilson and House says each other's name

[luminouslotuses]

tommy: hello jaiden.

jaiden [chuckling]: hello–

tommy: i am the god, i am godinnit.

jaiden: hello, godinnit.

tommy: yeess. take–

jaiden: yeah.

[tommy tosses a podzol block to jaiden]

tommy: –my podzol. take this to the end.

jaiden: what is– podzol, what is podzol?

tommy: you will meet my wife there. did you know–

jaiden: okay!

tommy: fun minecraft fact for you, the ender dragon– [a singular note of “able sisters” from animal crossing plays] the ender dragon– [tommy laughs] the ender dragon was actually a girl!

jaiden: was that one– animal crossing bass riff?

[tommy laughs, and jaiden chuckles]

tommy: oh, you noticed! you noticed it was the able sisters!!

jaiden: yeah, of course i do. [chuckles]

[a beat of silence, then “able sisters” begins to play again]

tommy: you’re my new best friend.

[jaiden laughs]

[heartcircus]

devotioners just keep winning it seems

Pangi: Do you think Mapicc is a good friend? Zam: Do you think Mapicc is a good friend? Yeah. I'd say so. Pangi: Do you trust him with your whole life? Zam: He's like- I trust him with a lot of my life, maybe not all of it but like a good amount of it I'd say. Maybe like a good like, 80%, y'know? So most of it. Pangi: [overlapping] 80%? Zam: Yeah, so most of it. Pangi: What's the other 20%? Zam: The other 20? Myself. Pangi: [laughing] so whats the other 80 then wait.. Zam: The 80 is like, Mapicc. Pangi: Wait, you're 80- wait, wait. I'm confused. Zam: 80% of my life is with Mapicc. Uhm.. and the other 20% is for me. Pangi: Wow, you give a lot of yourself to Mapicc. Why don't we make that 100% you? Y'know, you should value yourself a bit more than just about(?) Mapicc you know. Zam: Well I care a lot about what he thinks of me, um... and I care a lot about- just, y'know, making sure he's happy.

[royalarchivist]

Fit: Oh, there's a coffee house, no way! FOFOCA!

Fit: Gosto de fofoca! Gosto de fofoca. ...Wait, that's how you say "I like fofoca," right? 'Cuz I remember "Gosto de você" is "I like you," but "Gosto de fofoca" means "I like fofoca," right? [Reading chat] "Sim" Obrigado.

Fit: GOSTO DE FOFOCA! Tio Fabio gosto de fofoca! Sim.

[ananinidraws]

I dunno if this has been done before but. Bowser looks like he has a really squishable face

[suenitos]

tina asking george about his christmas (2022)

tina: what'd you do for christmas? george: uh... went to dream's parents' house. (laughs) tina: wait, that's actually kinda nice! that's sweet! george: yeah, well, i don't have any family here so... had to go somewhere.. or else i was just gonna sit at home alone. tina: did you have a christmas meal? george: yeah, we did! tina: and it was good? ooh, okay okay, what did you eat? george: there was mashed potato... tina (whispering): i love mashed potatoes! george (continuing): there was turkey, there was like little green beans wrapped in bacon. and there was... this like broccoli cheese thing? tina: broccoli cheese thing? george: there was some like, banana dessert thing... i dont know what else there was. some other stuff. and a cup of iced water! tina: oh! you remember your drink... that's good. you know what, good on you.

[bleue-flora]

Michaelmcchill really asking the real questions about Dream and the Prison…

[clip] Sapnap: “He’s fucked up alright? He was my friend but he’s Fucked Up, okay? He wanted to control everyone.” Eryn:”Really?” Micheal: “So you do think he should be in there?” Sapnap: “Yes.” Michael: “For how long?”

[clip] (about Sapnap’s visit to prison) Michael: “But was he like shaking bars fucked up? Or like what?—Was he acting like a fucking monkey in the zoo, like trying to get the fuck out, or what?” Sapnap: “Like no this—look he went from being fucked up in terms of like—like him just being like a bad person to him being fucked up by being like he wouldn’t talk—like oh he—he was like—he got fucked up from being in prison so long. You know what I mean? There’s a difference between the two fucks up.” Michael: “Well if he got fucked up from being in prison then maybe he should be out?” Sapnap: “No, no, no, Micheal, you’ve got it all wrong. He needs to be in prison til he’s not fucked up either way. Once he’s just not fucked up and—” Michael: “Wait a minute, so the prison made him fucked up?” Sapnap: “No, no, no, he was fucked up, alright? And then he got a different kind of fucked up but he’s probably still the other fucked up as well. You get what I’m saying.” Michael: “I mean I get it he was fucked up before he went in but it seems like the prison has fucked him up even more.” Sapnap: “No—no, look he’s gonna get better.” Michael: “If he—if he’s your friend, wouldn’t you want to help him get better?”

[clip] Michael: “But maybe the prison can’t help him!” Sapnap: “Michael, you’re wrong.” Michael: “I’m—I’m just asking.” Sapnap: “Michael, he has to stay in there. If he comes out— Michael: “These aren’t necessarily my opinions I just don’t—I mean if he’s you friend—What if he needs therapy instead of the prison?”

[correct-hermitcraft-quotes]

Pearl: I am feeling very exposed

Iskall: "I am feeling very exposed" Pearl you are walking out in the open world-

False: -Naked

Iskall: With a salmon head on you.

[Laughter]

Iskall: And naked, what is there to not stare at

Pearl: I am not naked if I have a salmon head on my face.

Pearl: Would you like to join?

Pearl: Here you go (Drops salmon head at Iskall), I have plenty more than from where this came from.(Gives one to False and Stress too)

[shaylogic]

Transcription of the "Layers of Hell" from Edwin's notebook:

Title: Layers of Hell

Illustration of descending levels, to be described with each level transcribed.

Right side of page divides "Upper Hell" and "Lower Hell" (both roughly 4-5 floors)

Left side of page labeling the levels:

Vestibule: Endless(?) Staircase [illustration: spiralling stairs as the top level]

I. Limbo [stick figures stuck in hotel lobby]

II. Lust [stick figures writhing together in a butchershop, hooks and blood dripping down walls shown]

III. Gluttony [stick figures binging and purging food]

IV. Avarice [stick figures seemingly pushing boulders back and forth] Notes to the right: "heavy [workers/laborers(?)], everyone in your way"

V. Wrath [stick figures swept up in what look like currents] Personal note of transcriber: I looked up notes on Dante's version to get a better idea of this, and I quote "Note how the two groups suffer different punishments appropriate to their type of anger--the wrathful ruthlessly attacking one another and the sullen stewing below the surface of the muddy swamp (Inf. 7.109-26)". Link to source.

VI. Heresy [stick figures that appear to be seated around office tables, or perhaps are laying on sacrificial tables? Possibly graves/tombs. I'm afraid this one seems unclear to me.] Personal note of transcriber: I looked up more notes from the same source website as before, and I quote "Dante opts for the most generic conception of heresy--the denial of the soul's immortality (Inf. 10.15)--perhaps in deference to spiritual and philosophical positions of specific characters he wishes to feature here, or perhaps for the opportunity to present an especially effective form of contrapasso: heretical souls eternally tormented in fiery tombs." Link to new source page.

VII. Violence (8-10 subsections are listed for this level, but they are small and illegible) [figures in a flood of blood or being impaled on the sides of the level illustration] Edwin's notes to the right: "trapped, impaled, submerged in blood"

VIII. Fraud [large level depicting giant snakes, dripping blood that reflects Lust's illustration, figures, and something else I can't make out (jutting outcroppings of stone, wings, hands? I am unsure.)] Edwin's notes to the right: "snake pit, gain human form by biting other humans"

IX. Treachery [figures submerged with only head above surface] Edwin's notes to the right: "frozen + stuck + chewed on"

At the very bottom of the page and levels of hell is an enormous creature that appears to be something like a dragon emerging from a dark pit.

[paa-official]

Recording No. 19

We didn't get any answers to anything and were just laughed at by Markus. After a few minutes, Xothar and Rundor came to take Markus to the city and interrogate him there. Xornud had called them while we were driving back to the station. I had also seen Rundor wearing a mechanical prosthetic as his hand. He gave me a dirty look when he entered the room.

It was all we could do but wait for Bristol to call so we could go to the Pentagon. And he hadn't called for so long that we drove back to the city that evening and waited for the next morning. But before we went to bed, I took a closer look at my watch. I wanted to turn off the tracker at home to avoid incidents like the one on the base.

Late in the morning, Xornud stormed to our night quarters and dragged us both to the train with two of his soldiers. The five of us then drove to Washington, D.C., where there was a railroad station similar to the one in Nevada. From there, we drove to the Pentagon in our human forms in a black Cadillac SUV, with me and Becka in the back seat.

During the drive, Becka had spent most of the time staring out the window as if she recognized the place. Then, as we drove past a park, I asked her >> Is everything okay? <<

She took a deep breath >> This was my territory. This is where I met Eriny. << she said quietly.

>> In this park? <<

>> No, by the monument. We walked along here once when he was on his way to campus. <<

I did my best to reassure her >> At least we know the Phalanx brought him back and he's okay. <<

She turned her head slowly towards me >> And what if all this doesn't work? Then no one is safe. <<

I exhaled and smiled at her >> It will work, don't worry about that. <<

They gave me and Becka visitor passes and then we followed the three phalanx wearing their disguises. I felt like I was in a movie Jenny had shown me about the Men in Black. And as cool as that feeling was, I was still worried that something could go wrong.

The large meeting room was already filled with people from the defense. Whether soldiers, ministers, officers or programmers, they had all been there. And they were all waiting to hear what Staff Officer Bristol had to tell them. And at the time, they didn't know that there were two aliens among them. And three lizardmen, but they weren't aliens because they were already born on the planet. But as I looked into the room, I also wondered who else could have been a Phalanx.

We sat down in our assigned seats and only a short time later the Minister of Defense entered the room. An older man with black hair and wearing a black suit. I couldn't see much more of him because I was further away from him. Someone on the podium announced him and I could actually see that Bristol was already on the podium, sitting nervously on a chair.

Everyone was quiet as the Minister of Defense walked up to the microphone >> Good afternoon and thank you all for finding the time to be here today. Last night, Staff Officer Bristol contacted me from Area 51 with some startling news. One that I didn't want to believe him at first. And I'm sure you've all heard what's happened to Area 51. Staff Officer Bristol wants to fill you in on the details and he's even brought someone with him. <<

He moved away from the desk and looked over at Bristol, who stood up and walked over to him. He thanked him and took the microphone >> Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for being here. I spoke to someone yesterday who has provided our military with valuable information for many years. I know how ridiculous this is going to sound, but what he told me yesterday is just shocking. <<

He paused for a moment to make sure everyone was listening to him >> There is an extraterrestrial race on its way to Earth to wipe out all of humanity so they can inhabit our planet themselves. <<

Disquiet settled in the room as everyone began to talk to each other. The collective murmur grew louder and louder and the apprehension in the people spread further and further that it made me feel sick. Becka also noticed me getting paler and held my hand tightly >> What's wrong? <<

I had to concentrate when I answered >> The fear in people is... is overwhelming. I also sense anger in some of them. <<

The Minister of Defense took the microphone again >> Now everyone please calm down. Officer Bristol is not finished yet. <<

The crowd slowly fell silent and Bristol spoke into the microphone again >> We don't know much about this species yet, although I had contact with them yesterday. Positive and negative. I would like to invite Agent X to the podium to further clarify the situation. <<

Xornud exhaled, but stood up and took one of his two people forward with him. The people in the room remained quiet as the two walked forward and stood at the lectern. Then Xornud began >> Ladies, gentlemen. My name is Agent X, at least that's what you can know about me. Two days ago, two individuals of the alien species called Griever, asked for our help. <<

While Xornud explained to everyone else what the problem was, Becka leaned over to me >> You still owe me an explanation about your empathy. << she whispered to me.

I looked at her in astonishment >> I told you I rarely use it. And only when it's necessary. Like in the fight against Markus. <<

>> I actually wanted to know where you got them from. <<

I sighed >> I don't know. I was born with it and all my life I thought I was the only one. At least until yesterday. Now I'm not sure of anything. <<

>> Do your parents both have dominant ability genes? <<

>> That's what I thought at first, but my parents are both shapeshifters. I didn't exactly get to talk to them much about the origin of my empathy. <<

>> At least you'll know what to do when we get back to the ship. <<

>> I rather hope I can talk to them about it when our people are welcomed on Earth. <<

Suddenly someone stood up behind us >> Excuse me, Commander Parker here. I have a question. Why don't we send some explosives to the ship? <<

In horror, we both turned around and took a closer look at this Parker. He looked about the same age as the Minister of Defense, maybe a little older. His brown hair had started to turn gray and his skin looked slightly wrinkled. He had rough stubble and a moustache. You could even see a metal cigarette holder in his breast pocket. He'd looked like he'd been cut straight out of the handbook for stereotypical > I-don't-like-him < generals.

The rest of the room turned to him as well >> Excuse me? << Xornud asked.

>> If we know where these aliens are hiding, then we can simply eliminate them very quickly. Then we won't have the stress of dealing with them afterwards. I mean, with our satellite systems we can certainly track them down. <<

>> And why should we take a violent path instead of a peaceful one? <<

>> You saw what they did to Area 51, right? Why would we risk letting that happen again? <<

The humans started murmuring to each other again. This time in agreement. I couldn't believe people were seriously considering this solution. There was a great opportunity in front of them and all they got out of it was war.

I wanted to stand up and say something to him, but the phalanx next to me held me by the arm and shook his head. Xornud had been a little disconcerted >> You don't think conventional weapon technology is going to be any match for the Griever ship, do you? << The commander laughed and spoke proudly from his chest >> You must know that our weapons have improved considerably in recent years. <<

Although the Phalanx held my arm, I still stood up and protested >> The Griever's technology is far too advanced for your missiles to do anything against the ship. It has force fields that can bounce off any weapon you launch. And if you attack first, it will be the last thing humanity ever does. <<

The room went quiet and Parker looked down at me from the elevated position >> And who are you, if I may ask? <<

Xornud cleared his throat >> This... is one of the Grievers. Apath, please show them what your people look like. <<

I looked at him again before taking on my real form. All the people in the meeting room gasped and tried to keep more distance from me. The Phalanx just grabbed his face and sank into his chair in shame. He already knew what was going to happen to him.

But Parker didn't twitch a muscle, except the corner of his mouth, so that his moustache danced briefly >> I was afraid that you were too scared to show yourselves to us. <<

I heard some people start to whisper about me and somehow I was proud of that. Maybe I could have finally convinced people to take peaceful paths. But Parker spoke to the podium again >> If these creatures can infiltrate us so easily, then all the more reason for us to launch a pre-emptive strike. Besides, we don't know if he's not just bluffing with the technology. <<

Again, unease spread. The commander's words turned my hands into fists. I could not accept that such idiots were employed in such high and important positions. During my two months on Earth, I got to know people in a completely different light. They were innocent, unsuspecting and open-minded. But this Parker. I still can't find the right words to describe him.

[s0ckh3adstudios]

I REALLY JUST SAT DOWN FOR THE LAST TWO DAYS TO MAKE REGRETEVATOR NPC DESIGNS AND FALL DEEPER DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE. WHAT IS ACTUALLY HAPPENING TO ME

Considering the goofy nature and the endless potential and possibilities that seem to come with Regretevator and its characters, I thought it would be really fun (and a good character design exercise) to make some NPC designs! I tried to remain as faithful as you can get to the Regretevator "standards" with these. Tried to be goofy. A few of them do have lore that goes a bit deeper in my head despite their goofy designs :)

[jazzdefiant]

very inch resting that they never say helena’s name in goodbye, mrs. selvig.

no “ms. eagan” or anything like that, just… “including helly r.”

[stinkrascal]

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vladislaus inspo for this post

TRANSCRIPT

picture 2 Victim: Please, let me go. I won't say anything.

picture 3 Nadia: I know, you won't. Soon, you won't have the tongue to speak. Helena: Hurry this up, Nadia. Y'all said this would be quick.

picture 4 Inessa: Aw, how precious. Don't tell me you're getting squeamish. Helena: Ain't nothing about being squeamish, I got things to do. Yakov: Those bastard students can wait! Inessa: Relax, we're having fun.

picture 5 Victim: Please, oh, God, please, just let me go. Marcellus: Hah! I love it when the meat squeals.

picture 6 Marcellus: Sing for me, piggy!

picture 7 Nadia: At ease, friend. Helena is right. Only children play with their food. Go on. Open the cage.

picture 8 Marcellus: So he lives! Vladislaus: Ugh.

picture 10 Marcellus: You've finally come out of your hole? Yakov: Hah! Must've been a great hole! Vladislaus: Ugh.

picture 11 Yakov: You missed a lively dinner, Vlad. You better make it to the next one, boy. Vladislaus: ... Yakov: Oh, apologies. I forgot you don't eat people, or whatever puritanical brainrot you're espousing this century.

picture 12 Inessa: I've missed you, pretty boy. When will you visit the parlor again? Frankie misses you. Vladislaus: Unhand me at once. Inessa: oh, and you're so gaunt. You need a proper meal.

picture 13 Helena: I'm leading the next hunt. You should join us. Vladislaus: You are leading? I thought—

picture 14 Helena: Things change, Vladislaus.

picture 15 Vladislaus: Stop pestering me, all of you. I have no time for antics. I must speak to the headmaster at once.

picture 16 Nadia: Where are your manners, my dear boy? Vladislaus: I am a grown man. Nadia: I know, darling—and look at how grown you are! Did you visit the wizards again? You look taller. Vladislaus: Ugh.

picture 17 Nadia: Always with your pouting. Why don't you try smiling, my dear? Vladislaus: I asked for a moment of your time, headmaster, not your condescension.

picture 18 Nadia: [ giggling ] Don't headmaster me, boy. Pardon us. This may take a while.

[royalarchivist]

Quackity: This project is not over and I’ll do everything necessary to strengthen it day by day. It is a process. Step by step, and it will take time. But I’m taking care of it. [...] I have a personal conviction with this project and I’ll keep working to improve it.

This video is also available on Quackity's VOD YouTube channel, and will include English translations very soon. Please take a moment to read through the transcript of his stream in the meantime; I think it will help a lot of people feel a little bit better.

Translations provided by @QuackitySubs.

[ Full Transcript ↓ ]

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Quackity: I turned on stream to give an announcement regarding what’s happening with the QSMP structure. I know there’s people with many doubts about lots of things so I hope this helps you all understand a little bit more. I’ll be saying all of this in Spanish because I find it easier to express myself in it since it’s my first language. I wanted to make that clear.

I want to give, and explain, a little bit of the context of everything, ok? These past three weeks have been very turbulent regarding many aspects. The restructuring process that’s going on for the project has not been easy at all. Before I involved myself, and I said it before, there was people who damaged the project in very harmful ways, administrative and financially wise. I addressed this before. But I haven’t given any updates or anything of that nature because the only updates I’ve had are all inner and of legal matter. Therefore, there are no visible changes, but they’re important ones that need to be done.

I’m telling you: people with ill intent have been removed from the project, and I’m still in the process with people that have caused a lot of this harm since the beginning. That has been one of the main focuses of this restructuring that’s being carried out. Guys, I want to make something very clear: during this process, the actions that are being made have to be done with extreme care.

Recently, I’ve wanted to give many updates both inside and outside, but we’re facing a very critical issue that’s leaked information. I don’t know if the people who leaked information and announcements from the inside knew this was going on. But when I gave inside information and it leaked where it shouldn’t have; that affected the process that was needed to take care of many things. And the people who affected me administratively and financially, which I already talked about in a past stream, found out about matters that they shouldn’t have known about and used this information to twist it and affect the process. This complicated to a great extent many things. This is why I haven’t given any announcements. This is why I’m not able to talk freely as much I’d like to, and I’m not ignoring or evading but a very, very delicate process is being carried out.

Since the beginning it was known, within my involvement, that to achieve a complete change we had to start with the people who affected me, the project, and that were the cause of many issues that have been going on this whole year. With that being said, what happened was we started looking for a financial strategy for the project because the costs are very high. The project was going to shut down, I already talked about this. And as soon as I could define through different strategies, if there was a way to support the project, the next step was going to reestablish the many QSMP parts that did not longer exist. And I want to make something very clear; given the financial circumstances of the server, I did not want to make anybody a promise that not even I knew could be fulfilled. For this reason, this element was still present- the financial element, and I could not give any more inner updates because I was working on a very important part of the financial element of the server.

It is my understanding that the lack of communication has been notorious, and I reiterate, it’s not on purpose. There are many matters behind the scenes that I’ve been meaning to address, but I’ve had to be very, very careful. I understand if there are people who do not agree with the approach of the process, and if you don’t trust the project neither the process that’s being carried out, don’t worry. I don’t have an issue if you stop consuming the project. I understand that completely. I said I had a personal conviction with the project and it will stay that way.

I’ve been working arduously, and I’m going to do everything in my power for the project to continue but with the best conditions possible, and something I want to make very clear is that this process takes time. That is something I want to make very clear. This process takes time.

Guys, there’s people who have parted ways with the project and that will continue leaving on their own will and I understand that fully. I don’t have a problem with whoever took or will take this decision and I wish them the absolute best. In fact, I made an inner announcement where I let them know that a restructure would take time to be implemented. And there’s people that, for reasons, no longer want to be a part of this project, and I completely understand it because it’s not easy to be in adjustment stages, so I understand. Something I announced from the beginning was that my main goal would be that the project would go back to normal, but with the best conditions possible. This can be achieved following the right dynamics and the right setting for every person contributing to the project and this cannot be done within three weeks. This entire process continues.

Having given a little bit of context behind many aspects regarding the project, I ask of everyone that would like to stay, their utmost patient. I don’t want to make any promises and I don’t want to sugarcoat it. I want to make concrete actions. And that’s what I’ve been doing, whether you can see it or not, that’s what I’ve been doing step by step.

Guys, the changes that I’m doing are in the project’s best interest and I’ll say this openly: These changes are in the project’s best interest and for the people who love it, people who have been impacted by it, people who follow and love what this project means. These people are my motivation and the inspiration for which I started the project, for which I’m still doing the project and for which I’ll keep doing the QSMP. I am not doing this, and I want to make it very clear, I am not doing this for the people who, for a very long time, want to see the project torn down through efforts that show the complete opposite of having love for the project. Be it non-constructive comments, malicious actions, ill intentions wishes upon me, the team, and any community that consumes the QSMP, and the project in general. To me, that all of these ill-intentioned people stop consuming the project does not bother me in the slightest. I want that very, very clear.

Guys, let’s not forget about something very important: it is very difficult to build something but it very easy to destroy it. To everyone who would like to join us in this building process, you’re welcome. For those who seek to destroy it maliciously… this project, since the beginning, wasn’t and it is not made for you.

Lastly, I’d like to say that these past days I’ve been getting many calls, emails and messages from people all around the world expressing what QSMP means for them. This is why, and I’m saying it as it is, this project is not over and I’ll do everything necessary to strengthen it day by day. It is a process. Step by step, and it will take time. But I’m taking care of it.

I want to thank everyone for putting their trust in me beforehand, and I reiterate my personal commitment to strengthen this project. I hope this clarified some doubts and gave context that to many people it was necessary. I reiterate, I have a personal conviction with this project and I’ll keep working to improve it.

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Signs and Portents Deleted Dialogue

The Smuggled Relic Case

Dialogue is sorted in scene order to the best of my ability.

Neve Masterpost Signs and Portents Masterpost

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Tarquin: Welcome back.

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Tarquin: Welcome to Minrathous.

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Neve: We've got markets, shows, no one sleeps and—ah. The relic's pulling toward the Temple of Andraste.

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Bellara: I hope we find the relic soon.

Harding: We need to find that relic soon.

Lucanis: The sooner we find this relic, the better.

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Rook: What's happening there? Someone hurt?

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Rook: More demons!

Bellara: We can handle them!

Harding: We can't leave them loose!

Lucanis: Not for long.

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Rook: A Fade tear. Looks wrong.

Neve: It's all wrong. If the relic we're chasing is unstable… let's get a closer look.

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Rook: What's that?

Neve: Disruption of the Fade. The relic's work.

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Neve: It could be drawn to a rupture in the Veil.

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Neve: Rook, this way.

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Neve: Rook, over here.

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Harding: This city's huge. Let's try not to lose the trail. Lucanis: We should stay focused. Bellara: I'm glad Neve knows where she's going.

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Neve: We need to get down to the docks.

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Neve: The way out's tied to that chain. I can deal with that.

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Neve: The relic came through here. Let's look for a remnant.

Smuggler Remnant: Soon… the buyer…

Neve: If the relic's trading hands, we need to stop that deal.

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Neve: Key to the Dock Town elevator. Could be useful next time we're here.

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Neve: Damn it! More demons!

Rook: The relic! We've got more demons!

Neve: Oh, good! This wasn't fun enough!

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Rook: More demons! If all of them break loose…

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Albin Bataris: You can't—those without faith will fall! For the glory of Tevinter reborn.

Neve: Cute speech!

Albin Bataris: (Frustrated yell)

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Rook: So just another night in Minrathous?