[ Sorry, big brother - even Sasuke hasn't managed to get that information in much detail. ]
The Fog God seems content to pull us to this peninsula for her own designs. She is responsible for the changes, and for the Fog that blankets the island a few times a month. In the Fog, all transformed are able to move freely regardless of the time of day. She doesn't seem to want more than for the transformed to act like what she's turned them into and cause their share of chaos.
Elias Liewen was a technological torture experiment created by his father to siphon power away from the Fog God. [ Sasuke's tone has shifted again, maybe with the barest edge of rankle for the fact that the older Liewen stole power from the Fog - but mostly a deep disgust for his fucking audacity to do such horrific things to his own son. The sound carries an echo between growl and cracking brimstone from the back of his throat. ] He was created as a battery for the "network," something of a digital library of text communications created and logged by the transformed. It still functions even though some of the early transformed to arrive here liberated him from the lab he was locked in. Most who access the network do so with a small recording device.
[ There is no pause, but Sasuke's loosely-curled hands tighten into fists on the surface of the table. ] In January he also forcibly inserted wires from these devices into the skin of any who used the them, attaching their minds to the network and knocking them unconscious to do so. Their dreams and nightmares were linked together for any of them to wander in and out of. [ Sasuke's swallow is short and quiet enough it almost - almost - doesn't constitute a pause between sentences. ] The moment the Fog God broke that hold, I smashed that device into splinters and burned it until melted and smoked and there was no possibility of function. [ It's infinitesimal, but those tight fists are just slightly shaking. ]
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[ Sorry, big brother - even Sasuke hasn't managed to get that information in much detail. ]
The Fog God seems content to pull us to this peninsula for her own designs. She is responsible for the changes, and for the Fog that blankets the island a few times a month. In the Fog, all transformed are able to move freely regardless of the time of day. She doesn't seem to want more than for the transformed to act like what she's turned them into and cause their share of chaos.
Elias Liewen was a technological torture experiment created by his father to siphon power away from the Fog God. [ Sasuke's tone has shifted again, maybe with the barest edge of rankle for the fact that the older Liewen stole power from the Fog - but mostly a deep disgust for his fucking audacity to do such horrific things to his own son. The sound carries an echo between growl and cracking brimstone from the back of his throat. ] He was created as a battery for the "network," something of a digital library of text communications created and logged by the transformed. It still functions even though some of the early transformed to arrive here liberated him from the lab he was locked in. Most who access the network do so with a small recording device.
[ There is no pause, but Sasuke's loosely-curled hands tighten into fists on the surface of the table. ] In January he also forcibly inserted wires from these devices into the skin of any who used the them, attaching their minds to the network and knocking them unconscious to do so. Their dreams and nightmares were linked together for any of them to wander in and out of. [ Sasuke's swallow is short and quiet enough it almost - almost - doesn't constitute a pause between sentences. ] The moment the Fog God broke that hold, I smashed that device into splinters and burned it until melted and smoked and there was no possibility of function. [ It's infinitesimal, but those tight fists are just slightly shaking. ]