Yes, it's foolishly public but there is most likely a reason for that. Without privacy on these channels then there's no room for long distance 'comparing of cards' so to speak.
My home city was called Romdeau - it was a domed city where we all as fellow citizens lived with every creature comfort you can think of. It's as utopic as it sounds before you have a taste of the real world. I, through an encounter with what i then termed a 'monster' in my home, got embroiled in what would eventually be the downfall of the dome in literal fashion - the dome collapsed and took almost every fellow citizen of Romdeau with it - just not me or those I travel with. There are many details in between but without context it's all filler information.
In the most basic terms: it was unsettlingly like Eluvio. Other than here, so far as I can tell just yet, people aren't assigned raison d'êtres. But there is everything else. Provided homes, comforts, comraderie and everything else in just enough terms to be mind numbing and take away suspicion. The perfect, boring, utopia where you don't want for much, and are kept too busy with other things to think critically. Or, as in my case, you're fed enough information to keep you satisfied until your doctor feeds you divisive philosophical literature and suddenly you're under your grandfather's thumb because you're 'oo curious' and 'ask too many questions.'
Though, he consented to me being made that way, so I suppose his chose his own poison.
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Yes, it's foolishly public but there is most likely a reason for that. Without privacy on these channels then there's no room for long distance 'comparing of cards' so to speak.
My home city was called Romdeau - it was a domed city where we all as fellow citizens lived with every creature comfort you can think of. It's as utopic as it sounds before you have a taste of the real world. I, through an encounter with what i then termed a 'monster' in my home, got embroiled in what would eventually be the downfall of the dome in literal fashion - the dome collapsed and took almost every fellow citizen of Romdeau with it - just not me or those I travel with. There are many details in between but without context it's all filler information.
In the most basic terms: it was unsettlingly like Eluvio. Other than here, so far as I can tell just yet, people aren't assigned raison d'êtres. But there is everything else. Provided homes, comforts, comraderie and everything else in just enough terms to be mind numbing and take away suspicion. The perfect, boring, utopia where you don't want for much, and are kept too busy with other things to think critically. Or, as in my case, you're fed enough information to keep you satisfied until your doctor feeds you divisive philosophical literature and suddenly you're under your grandfather's thumb because you're 'oo curious' and 'ask too many questions.'
Though, he consented to me being made that way, so I suppose his chose his own poison.