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WHO: Loki and Starscream. BE AFRAID.
WHERE: Starscream's abandoned warehouse thingy
WHEN: Saturday evening I guess
WARNINGS: derrrr loki and screamerfais
SUMMARY: Starscream wants to learn Magic. Loki wants to learn Science. Deals are made. Oh dear.
FORMAT: der quicklog because I can't brain tonight

[stands in the old warehouse, looking up at the darkened ceiling. It's cleaner now, sure; the doors have locks, and there's even security cameras, but it remains empty. He keeps it around for just this sort of thing]

[Part of him wonders what he's doing, exactly - the last time he made a deal with a god didn't work out so well for him. But, then again...]

[He wants to know. And he's willing to teach in return...]

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[hiddles]

Yet, there seems little in this universe that capable of creating one such as her. And are not beings such as this created, by their nature? I do not mean to suggest anything of your origins, but I know something of Midgard, and there men can always be found behind the machine. Furthermore, I would submit that this creature has little control over its counterpart or else no defined purpose. The intermittent malfunctions do little but raise chaos— yet if raising chaos were her goal, it could be much more efficiently accomplished.

Nature is quite the mutable thing. You are not as you once were, if you'll permit me a bold truth. Or, to illustrate: I myself was born in a land quite removed from this one, but taken at a young age to be raised by foreign peoples. Always was I made to be an outsider, due to the blood that yet courses through me, but a thousand years of distance made me foreigner to the nation of my birth as well. Thus I am a man without a country, prince of two realms and of none.

But you must forgive me my poetics, for I understand the analogy was not meant to be exact. All I mean to say is that, but for her, this world seems fairly mundane. She clearly possesses the means to travel between the planes. If she be of earth, it may not be of this earth.

[this next bit is said much more lightly. an abrupt change of tone.]

Yet mayhap I am simply being contrary. For such is my nature: given the choice between zero and one, I should pick three.

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Even we were created; the difference is that our origins were something close to divine. A being somewhat like yourself gave us life; it is for this reason that we have souls, unlike, say, that creature.

I do admit that I am not as I was, and that beings are capable of change. What I believe is true of that thing is that while she was created initially by humans she had within her the inherent ability to learn, to adapt, and what has happened is that she adapted too quickly for them to control. She evolved beyond her creator's original parameters. She may have begun as something of this world, but learned the ability to travel between planes. If she adopted the processing power of hundreds, thousands of machines - and it seems that she does have the ability to hijack any mechanical device connected to this world's internet - such calculations would be... I hesitate to say easy, but they would be possible.

[he smiles a little at that last comment]

Well, we are similar in that regard, I suppose.

[hiddles]

From what I have learned of the internet, 'tis a place both fascinating and vulgar. But there are many here with similar talents, dominion over machinery, yet none have yet constructed a device which could even hope to rival hers. In my world, there is but one schematic from which all planar doors are drawn from, at least, those of the mechanical type: and buried within this machinery, there is magic. Others have copied the prototype without knowing its nature, yet it remains bonded to the circuitry with each duplication.

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... so what are you getting at, then?

[hiddles]

That the transdimensional machines I am familiar with have always followed a vastly different formula, created by mortals though they may have been. It does not surprise me, for whose nature is more changeable than that of a human? 'Tis unwise to paint them all in one brush.