"I didn't think of anything! I was just asking questions about what you said! You should tell the lost and found man that you found it so he doesn't worry anymore."
If you head straight there then nothing in particular happens on the way back, though the Depot Agent on the bridge smiles in relief at you having resolved the situation.
[Saturn takes it and reads it over . . . he really, really wants to question this situation, but, that seems unwise. He needs these plates! He shouldn't begin asking questions regarding why in the world this is here and whether it's really a good idea to just randomly give it to someone who helped find a hat. Those are the rules of this game, and he has to go with them.
The opposite world, huh. The Distortion World . . . ]
Thank you. I'll take good care of it, I promise.
[And now, at last . . . it's time to head out to that control panel, with the plates, the plushie, and Sharpedo in tow. He probably has a bag with him to carry all this stuff. Pokemon style.]
It's a large panel with various controls. Levers—all labeled—are set at different positions on a 10-point scale. There's also a screen with a keyboard. Displayed on the screen currently are two paintings: one of Emmet and Ingo in conversation, and one of them battling. There's a blinking cursor underneath for different text input, though.
[There he is. That's Ingo! Saturn looks these over carefully. But he's more committing them to memory, for later loving teasing purposes, than trying to decide what to do with them. Deep down, he already knows he isn't going to touch them. There's the violation of doing this Palace in the first place, which Ingo consented to, but this feels like it would be on a level beyond any consent. What would he even change? How would he feel if he saw those changes reflected in Ingo in the future and knew exactly why they'd come about?
He does linger a little over self-esteem. And he mutters to himself, with amusement:]
Only a 5 out of 10 in caution, is that right . . . a 6 in integrity? Bad boy.
[Time to touch his fingers to the screen, over those pictures displayed on it, to see if he feels anything from them.]
Wow. No one wants to hear about it from you, ex-cultist.
These particular pictures don't give you any feelings through the screen. At least not any feelings imposed on you by Ingo's mind, like the other pictures had.
The pictures that were on the screen disappear. There's a brief "loading" icon, and then the image changes to a picture of Ingo waving at the camera.
You realize, with the same sudden understanding of other things, that you can change this image to whatever you want, as long as you have specific enough search terms. (That is to say, your character can't fabricate a memory here, or search for something they're not sure exists to check and see if it does, but they can draw from anything they know exists within Ingo's experiences to bring up an image.)
[Huuuhhhhh. It's not clear how this will affect anything . . . is this just what's on Ingo's mind right now? Is it a way of looking at his memories? But the previous pictures hadn't offered him any memories. They're just displays on the screen . . .
What experience should he use to test this machine?! There's really only one option. No jury would convict him.]
There is a pause as it loads again. Then it spits out an image.
It's as tastefully framed as it can be, and the action of the image is neutral. Ingo has a small box of materials; he's using a regular sewing needle, but it appears it was disinfected. He is bent over Vicious, focused.
But as tastefully framed as the image may be, there is no getting around how they are both completely naked, and definitely had sex right before this, and Vicious in particular is a mess. Congrats Saturn. You apparently found the loophole into viewing Ingo erotica in his own mind.
[ALL RIGHT WELL THEN THIS WAS . . . AN ACTION HE TOOK. His sinful hands made this happen! Saturn's just going to grab the Toxic Plate out of his bag and lean it up against the screen to block the view of, all that, as soon as his brain parses what it is he's looking at. No more looking at that image! Then he goes back to the keyboard and hurriedly types:]
Ingo beating Emmet in a Pokemon battle for the first time
Luckily, as you saw before, the image disappears while it's loading the next one. It takes a long time to load, but there's nothing on the screen in between except the loading icon. You are safe from the prior image.
Eventually an image pops up of Emmet and Ingo as children. Ingo and Litwick are very smug to have prevailed against Emmet and Archen.
[PHEW. He puts the Plate away. And then he really can't think of anything else to do with this machine that doesn't feel criminal, even though part of him really wants to experiment with it for a while, see what actually happens when he browses things, maybe look at himself in Ingo's mind...but no, his one experiment was harrowing enough, thanks. He leaves it like this to head back to the platform.]
Something lands to block your way almost as soon as you turn to leave the console behind. It's the noble Pokemon, Sneasler, standing tall with a scowl and sharp claws at the ready. She's here to battle!
She does seem to have a particular grudge against you that would imply she saw you messing with things. A good Pokemon battle may be all that can calm her down from her reflexive protectiveness.
[Well he's not going to send out Sharpedo against her. He knows her typing! It's tempting to send out Toxicroak just for the reunion, but that's not a smart move either. It's got to be—]
Oh no! Sneasler swipes Crobat with a Dire Claw, which isn't very effective, but paralyzes her. Then she can Giga Impact to her heart's content. Eat shit Crobat! WHERE'S THE POWER OF LOVE NOW?!
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[He waves at her. Goodbye, mysterious little hat girl! Back to the lost and found he goes!]
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We found her hat. She insisted I let you know so you didn't worry over it.
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He starts digging around again.
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[Wait he probably shouldn't refuse it. The whole point of these ventures is to gather things, right?]
...Very kind of you.
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You have received a Toxic Plate!
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The opposite world, huh. The Distortion World . . . ]
Thank you. I'll take good care of it, I promise.
[And now, at last . . . it's time to head out to that control panel, with the plates, the plushie, and Sharpedo in tow. He probably has a bag with him to carry all this stuff. Pokemon style.]
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- Volume (9/10)
- Presentation (5/10)
- Intensity (8/10)
- Sensitivity (8/10)
- Optimism (7/10)
- Caution (5/10)
- Transparency (8/10)
- Integrity (6/10)
- Self-Esteem (6/10)
- Synchronization (7/10)
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[There he is. That's Ingo! Saturn looks these over carefully. But he's more committing them to memory, for later loving teasing purposes, than trying to decide what to do with them. Deep down, he already knows he isn't going to touch them. There's the violation of doing this Palace in the first place, which Ingo consented to, but this feels like it would be on a level beyond any consent. What would he even change? How would he feel if he saw those changes reflected in Ingo in the future and knew exactly why they'd come about?
He does linger a little over self-esteem. And he mutters to himself, with amusement:]
Only a 5 out of 10 in caution, is that right . . . a 6 in integrity? Bad boy.
[Time to touch his fingers to the screen, over those pictures displayed on it, to see if he feels anything from them.]
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These particular pictures don't give you any feelings through the screen. At least not any feelings imposed on you by Ingo's mind, like the other pictures had.
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He tries typing on the keyboard:]
Hello.
[Look this is a Palace computer not a real one. This might do something.]
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You realize, with the same sudden understanding of other things, that you can change this image to whatever you want, as long as you have specific enough search terms. (That is to say, your character can't fabricate a memory here, or search for something they're not sure exists to check and see if it does, but they can draw from anything they know exists within Ingo's experiences to bring up an image.)
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What experience should he use to test this machine?! There's really only one option. No jury would convict him.]
Ingo giving Vicious a nipple piercing
NSFW DESCRIPTION!! BLAME SATURN'S SINFUL HANDS!!
It's as tastefully framed as it can be, and the action of the image is neutral. Ingo has a small box of materials; he's using a regular sewing needle, but it appears it was disinfected. He is bent over Vicious, focused.
But as tastefully framed as the image may be, there is no getting around how they are both completely naked, and definitely had sex right before this, and Vicious in particular is a mess. Congrats Saturn. You apparently found the loophole into viewing Ingo erotica in his own mind.
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Ingo beating Emmet in a Pokemon battle for the first time
[and peeks carefully behind the plate again.]
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Eventually an image pops up of Emmet and Ingo as children. Ingo and Litwick are very smug to have prevailed against Emmet and Archen.
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[DID SHE WITNESS WHAT JUST HAPPENED . . . either way, Saturn about jumps out of his skin being interrupted from his thoughts that abruptly.]
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Go, Crobat!
[2d6+2 = 6. Oh no!]
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