Challenge #02478-F288: Hope in the Dark Times
A distant planet has caught ancient radio signals from earth. They are visual images and audio of the chronicles of a exploratory ship and it’s crew.
Over 200 years before humans figured out long-term space travel…
Everyone is confused. – AmberFox
Filtering things out of the Hydrogen Line is an interesting task. Though it is a band relatively free of interference, there is still signal fade as it disperses through deeper space. Those listening for the echoes of the big bang regularly have to filter out the newer signals using the Hydrogen Line in order to do their research. The Archivaas, ever hungry for the lost information of Pre-Shattering Earth, always want to know what this signal is, and whether or not it is within their interests.
The process behind that is far more complicated. Removing noise from a faded signal is just as complicated as extracting the signal from the noise in the first place. Once one removes the relative noises of the stars, ancient or young, whatever remains must be the signal… most of the time. Some signals interfere with others, and filtering those from each other is an interesting exercise, starting with matching one or more of those with known signal patterns.
After all of that complication, the end result is similar to that of a decayed artwork, where every sound or frame is almost unrecognisable from the original. It takes an immense amount of interpretive untangling to restore a lost transmission from that faded work. Thusly, the results are contested by many other experts who have had many other ideas. Artificial intelligences are used to make certain the result an Archivaas may have obtained to what the signal is most likely to be. On this one, they agreed.
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Challenge #02477-F287: Fair Scare Tactics
The Havenworlders learn of the Human tradition of Halloween. Some Human nations have it as the day of the dead, some have it as All Hallow’s Eve, either way, it’s a lot of fun for the Humans, not so much for Havenworlders, and most other Deathworlders to be honest. As Humans get ready for their holiday with skulls, frightening movies, costumes, and treats, many nations tremble wondering what will happen when that festival arrived. – DaniAndShali
This is Halloween! This is Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! – Incredibly catchy Human festival song.
Humans have an incredible fascination with things that could kill them. So much so that they invent things that could kill them if they actually existed. They invent things to scare themselves with. Then, on a specific day of their calendar[1], they all decide to bring those fears into the open and celebrate them. The undead, the monsters of their assorted fictions, deadly beasts[2], or random concepts with the word ‘sexy’ tacked onto the front[3]… All of them come out when the Humans celebrate this one day of horror.
As the reader might understand, the whole 'fear factor’ involved in that holiday does not mesh well with Havenworlders. This has lead to 'Deathworlder Zoning’, so that resident Havenworlder populations can simply avoid all the weird Deathworlder horror elements scattered all over those areas.
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Challenge #02476-F286: Lawless Lands
A deathworlder and a heavenworlder talk about a City/asteroid/planet, choose the size you want :D
-It’s a place with no rules
-You always need rules
-Not this place, it’s called “Kowloon” because it’s based off a human city that had the same name. It was more dense than any other urban area on the face of terra… and it was ungoverned
-…. and conflicts between them ?
-Human gangs of criminals (triads) were resolving civil conflicts, creating a volunteer fire brigade, and organizing garbage disposal.
-That’s not what a criminal organisations normally do
-But there were no rules
https://www.visualcapitalist.com/kowloon-walled-city/
(Don’t keep that part please it’s embarrassing ^^, I love your work and I want to contribute once again
I’m not very good and confident in English since it’s a second language so I took some part of the article) – Hyorky
[AN: I fix what I can of my prompts, but I don’t delete huge parts of them. (Though I might delete the entire prompt if it is made of nastiness) Therefore, this one has grammar fixes only. Never be ashamed of having bad English, it’s one of the hardest languages to learn. Also Kowloon is an amazing example of what Humanity can do, for each other and for profit.]
“Don’t go there,” said the stranger, pointing out a particular location on the holographic map. “It’s a total Kowloon.”
The entire area was already marked in red and silver, and had the warning, Here there be Humans, on it. The people examining the map, concealed in their livesuits, looked at each other and then faced the stranger together. “Kowloon?” one echoed. “What meaning ‘Kowloon’.”
Their ersatz guide switched to GalSimple. “There being much bad place. No law. No organising. Crime running all things.”
“If is no law, how is being crime?”
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Challenge #02475-F285: Dismantling Babel
Humans may not be able to recreate the visual cacophony of many species in the Allegiance due to a lack of chromatophoric organs,
(though the “body art” some inflict upon themselves both temporarily with chemical compounds on the Dermis, as well as via repeated and what they call “minor” puncturing of said dermal tissue coupled with the injection of colouring chemicals)
But what they can do with their vocal and pneumonic systems in mimetic creation and improvisation is incredible, and now it seems their version of GalStand, often referred to GalSimple, is starting to become the norm on the outer rim due to its ease of use by everyone for communicating – Adam In Darwin
Communication is… a problem. Most species rely on sound waves, specifically compressing and de-compressing air in rapid oscillation to make specific and unique noise. The form these noises take are as many and varied as the concept of noise itself. Others communicate strictly visually with flashes of light or with movements of their body. Some communicate mostly through scent. Understandably, this has lead to many difficulties and assistive communications devices.
Further problems occurred when linguistic contamination occurred, species picking up other species’ words or phrases because they were just so darned useful, mashing them into their own means of communication, and moving onwards from there. Something had to be done, and that something was GalStand. A collection of the most popular, useful, and versatile words and phrases with the pronunciation adjusted so that the most peoples can say them with the least amount of garbling. For those with non-verbal communication, there is GalStand Sight and GalStand Scent. GalStand is relatively easy to translate into GalStand Sight and GalStand Scent.
Then the Humans came along. They had languages with long, complicated histories out of creatively borrowing words from other languages and cultures, and using them for their own nefarious purposes[1]. The creoles fissioned as a direct result. What also emerged was a new, pared-down language with a minimal grammar structure and simple conjunctions of meaning. Humans took one look at the increasingly-complicated GalStand, figured out the minimal possible ways to communicate meaning, and created GalStand Simple. Which, in turn, was quickly pared down to GalSimple.
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Challenge #02473-F283: Yo Ho, Foe No Mo'
A band of pirates attack a ship they’d learned would be mostly hauling civilians, students, and their possessions. What they don’t realize is the ship they attacked, though owned by havenworlders, is filled with deathworlders, mostly humans. To pass the time while waiting for the fight to end, the humans pick up their instruments to practice the music they were going to play at the interspecies music competition. But there are other music lovers out there, too. Can a pirate learn to play a flute? – DaniAndShali
Never ask rhetorical questions that have obvious and painful answers. It should be a rule of life. The universe has a way of answering to your detriment. Many, many people have found this out at the price of their own pain. Today’s example is the crew of the Embedded Blade, a gang of pirates in the Edge territories who took one look at a distance cruise vessel and said the near-fatal words, “It’s a Havenworlder ship. What opposition could they possibly pose?”
It was a ship registered and owned by Havenworlders. However, it was crewed and filled almost entirely by Deathworlders. The worst possible Deathworlders in known space. Humans. They had already attacked, boarding the vessel and demanding every possible valuable from the people therein and their relatives elsewhere. They were surprised to find bands of resistance in the form of physical, chemical, and mental opposition.
That was four hours ago. Pockets of fighting persisted, and most of the customers and crew were relaxing on the Lido Deck whilst everyone sorted everything else out amongst themselves. Even Humans recognise when there are too many dancers on the metaphorical floor and democratically decide to leave those who had it handled to handle it. Interestingly, some were tag-teaming with others. As for the rest… Humans get bored easily. This is also a hazard.
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