zerotohiro | Some Legends Are Told, Some Turn To Dust Or To Gold [CEREALIA INBOX]

[For Baymax, it was also an unexpected surprise to power back on inside an apartment not his own. He knows this isn't the home to the Hamadas and while that's concerning, it's still his job to help the sick and injured. So. His armor's off to the side and Baymax in all of his squishiness steps out from his charger and has since been trying to "help" Dipper. Sorry, Dipper.

When Hiro answers the call he's quickly scrubbing his face because shut up he wasn't freaking out, you were freaking out. Upon seeing what Dipper's showing him though he grins suddenly.]

Baymax! […wait.] What're you doing?

Hello, Hiro. [He's still trying to hug Dipper, excuse him, partner.] I woke up in my charging station here after our adventure in the jungle. I believe I was brought to the wrong place.

You think? [And then, to Dipper:] Sorry. I don't know--he got left behind in the jungle when we all split up, I don't know how he got back. [Now that he knows Baymax is safe? He's a little amused at Dipper's plight.] His armor and everything's still there, right?

[Dipper gets a headpat for his troubles.]

[ dipper tries to hold the cerevice between himself and baymax to discourage the hugging. he did not realize this robot would be so squishy and huggy underneath all that cool, flying armor. ]

Iii'm going to go ahead and blame those droids for this one. [ dipper hadn't found anything else in the apartment that didn't belong to him or mabel, but some things had ended up in the wrong place. it's pretty annoying, honestly, aggravated by the fact that now he has to sort through all of mabel's things too. a million reminders he has to face, as if the quiet apartment wasn't enough of one.

he deadpans at baymax for the headpat. ] Yep, the armor's here, too. I didn't realize he was so...squishy underneath.

[He understands this pain bro. He really, really does. That doesn't stop him from smirking at the camera though as he watches the scene unfold.

On the other hand...he notices that Dipper's alone. "My" apartment versus "our". So that's how things were, huh? Way to go, CERES. But he won't press that just yet. He remembers how touchy he was after Tadashi died. It can wait a few moments. Dipper doesn't want to talk about it and Hiro can respect that...for right now.]

Blaming the droids is usually what I do. I woke up with one hovering in my face. [He rolls his eyes.] Anyway...meet the real Baymax. He was originally designed to be as non-threatening and huggable as possible to go with his nurse chip. It's mostly vinyl anyway. You can see why I made him the armor.

[A beat.] You're not missing anything else, are you? [...besides the obvious. Oops.]

You mean besides my sister? No. [ maybe it's not the most tactful response, and if there's anyone dipper's angry with, it's definitely not hiro. it's just hard to keep his cynical bitterness out of his tone.

but he's quick to change the subject. bitterness aside, he doesn't want to talk about it. sulking about it is much, much easier. ]

I'm definitely getting the...huggable thing. [ he's getting it WAY TOO MUCH, in fact. ] Do you want to come pick him up or something? Or does he know the way to your place?

Sorry. [At least he can deal with cynical and bitter.] But that's a good start at least.

[LET'S JUST CHANGE THE SUBJECT...] Baymax can probably find his way back and bring his armor with him. He's sort of programmed to scan and track people and he's pretty used to finding his way back to me. I'm just kinda glad he ended up somewhere safe.

[There's a slight squint.] You know, the longer you resist the more insistent he becomes. Sorta found that one out the hard way, too.

[ dipper recalls hiro offering to have baymax use that very same skill to find mabel when they first met. for a moment, he sees a desperate thread dangling in front of him, that maybe she was dropped off at the wrong place like baymax and maybe she's still here and maybe he could have baymax scan for her - but that's stupid. she would have found him already. they would have found each other. that's what they did.

when they could, anyway. ]

I don't know, my CYBuddy might have it out for him after this. [ the fox cybuddy is sir not appearing in this video, because he's kind of sulking with all of the attention baymax is giving dipper. plus, dipper hadn't really gone out of his way for it when he got back. the fox is yet another reminder of mabel, since it was a gift from her. at least waddles wasn't around anymore.

steeeeepping away from baymax again. ] Why's he so huggy, anyway? I mean, I'm not really in need of any medical assistance. I actually managed to not get fried while inside that volcano.

[Dipper don't. Don't make him feel even worse about the fact that Mabel's actually gone. He's never met her, but he's been in Dipper's shoes before. It sucks no matter what. It's the talk about the CYBuddy that catches his attention and causing him to tilt his head. Speaking of CYBuddies, there's a small dog-like one soon worming its way onto the camera, and a quiet "Demo, no from Hiro as he pushes the dog back a bit.]

Just don't let Baymax pick him up. He thinks all CYBuddies are really friendly. [Shrug. Baymax is already shuffling around the Pines' apartment now, just to make sure everything is safe for Dipper and leaving the boys to talk. He's aware he needs to get home to Hiro. Just because he's not there doesn't mean he can't pick up on his partner's distress.]

That statement's weirder than it should be. [Because...volcanoes.] You want the long answer or the short answer to that question? Or both. Short answer's actually just "because he thinks you're under emotional distress." He's a nursebot. He can sense that kind of thing, too.

Don't worry, he's making himself scarce. [ and unless baymax checks under dipper's bed for the fox, they hopefully won't have any run-ins.

dipper's posture relaxes a little when baymax shuffles away, and he hops back into a seat on the couch. ]

You're telling me. [ and this is coming from someone who actively likes exploring and spelunking. it was basically the worst time ever. he's about to go into detail on his grievances with ardeo's chosen home for "his people", but hiro's explanation about baymax's actions stops dipper short.

oh. that's...a little awkward. ] I guess that's...not all that surprising, then.

[ because emotional distress. ha ha. ha. ]

[He's staring into the CereVice for a minute as though debating which route of conversation he wants to take. It's either talk about the volcano and the mountain, or explain a little more about Baymax and emotional distress. There's a casual little shrug as he rolls his eyes to the ceiling.]

He's had a good amount of practice. [That's all he says on the matter, a hint of explanation.] Y'know. Unlike us. I don't know about you but I've never been mountain climbing before all this happened. I can't think of many people who can crawl around inside a volcano and live to tell the tale. [There. Dipper can pick what he wants to do with this conversation now. Maybe his people skills don't suck so much.]

[ dipper doesn't miss hiro's hint about baymax's experience. so...baymax had had to do this kind of thing for hiro before? here or back home? maybe both. cerealia seemed to have a track record of being pretty terrible. ]

It's probably not the weirdest place I've ever been, buuuut definitely the most uncomfortable. [ go figure, volcanoes aren't the coziest of places. then dipper pauses, uncertain himself of where to direct the conversation.

he doesn't want to talk about mabel. he doesn't want to talk about how he broke down in the jungle after it became inevitably apparent he wasn't going to find her. he doesn't want to talk about how he'd just about given up inside that volcano. ]

- Where, uh - where did you end up?

The fact that the inside of a volcano isn't the weirdest place you've ever been just means I have a whooole lot of other questions for you. [There's a half-smile. He's been in some pretty weird places, too, little buddy. But with the direction of the conversation placed he leans back with his head against the side of the bed, making himself more comfortable. Tadashi's still busy with his bird-army in the living room, it's fine.]

Mountains. Snowy, cold, really high up mountains. It didn't start snowing until we got partway up and then it was almost impossible to keep going without digging through it. Found something kinda interesting up at the top though.

[ he's certainly been in far weirder places. his great uncle's mindscape, for instance. maybe he'll get to that story, eventually. but at this point it's still easier to ask questions about what happened to hiro's group than go into his own (mis)adventures in gravity falls. ]

Yeesh. A snow drift would've sounded pretty nice while I was in that volcano, buuuut I can't say I envy you now. What was at the top?

Dude, I'm from California. I'm not really built for that much snow. [It had originally started out as a joke, but then he remembers that there had been some pretty weird things up at the top of the mountain that were a little more than disturbing. Part of him wonders if he should be telling Dipper but...he trusts him with the information. Plus if he's too distressed Baymax is still there.]

Anyway, we found a shack with a bunch of blankets and coats which would have been find if we also didn't find a giant bloody operating table in the middle of it. That's where things get a little weird. [A little, Hiro?]

Wait - you're from California? I'm from Piedmont. [ he'd never really stopped to consider that he and hiro were from the same state, even if they're probably still from different worlds.

then he listens to hiro's explanation about the mountain. and...wow, that's a great start. the volcano hadn't exactly been fun, but they hadn't found anything that creepy. just cave drawings of happy people on fire... ]

That's where things get a little weird? [ what else? ]

[Stopping. And blinking. That's...unusual. He's met other people from earth before but that's pretty close.] You're across the bay from us, but you're probably from a world where the city's still called San Francisco. [He's traced back to some of Tadashi's posts and has figured out that most people don't know it as San Fransokyo.]

[Nothing's more cheerful than people on fire. Really. He shrugs in response.] A little. Think about this. Abandoned operating room but still scattered with a bunch of tools covered in dried blood and griffin fur. What would you make of that?

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[ now it's dipper's turn to stop and blink. ] Wait - yeah, I mean, that's right, but - "still called San Francisco"? [ was hiro from the future where san francisco was renamed something else? or the future in an alternate world, at least. }

Sounds like it probably hadn't been too long since someone was there. That, or they left in a hurry. Maybe both. [ griffin fur is an especially odd clue in this mystery. why that? ] Were there any other clues left behind? Anything that might identify who was there? Any vehicle tracks outside? [ why keep a secret operating room on top of a mountain? it obviously wasn't reclusive enough to escape notice if it was abandoned in such a way. ]

Uh huh. They changed the name in 1906 after the earthquake that destroyed the whole city. [And before Dipper can ask, since he's also run into this problem with other people.] I live in San Fransokyo and it's 2032. Maybe that's why this place isn't that hard to figure out.

[Y'know. Save for the mysteries.] Snow seemed fresh so nothing like that, but before we even got to the shack we met a ton of the angry griffins that had tracking devices attached to their necks. A couple of us tried looking for clues in the building but we didn't find anything. I learned about some other stuff that might be related but it's pretty hard to say. All I know is that there's somebody out there doing some pretty heavy experimenting and I want to find out why.

[ san fransokyo, huh. go figure. and he was from the future from dipper's point in time, though not all that far into it. he can't help but wonder how different hiro's san fransokyo could be from his own san francisco, but he logs that away to ask about later. right now, his focus is too drawn in by hiro's story about the griffins. ]

Was there anything strange about them? I mean - I guess that could be hard to tell unless you've met other griffins. [ maybe hiro had. DIPPER DOESN'T KNOW. ] Whoever was experimenting in that operating room might've been trying to enhance them for one reason or another. Or maybe they were guinea pigs for something bigger. [ though who would pick griffins as guinea pigs? but this DOES fall in with one of dipper's cerealia theories... ] In any case, their test subjects could've gotten out of hand, and that could be why they abandoned it, too.

[ so many variables. man, he wishes he could have been there. that seems so much more interesting than the natives living reclusively in the volcano. ]

I've never met a griffin before so unless you count "ruthlessly attacking and having injection sites in their skin" as something strange, then no. [That alone is strange enough.]

...somebody I met gave me some interesting information that might build up a solid theory to what happened to them though. It kinda ties into the idea of them being guinea pigs, too. I asked him to send it to my CereVice but I haven't had a chance to check it out and decrypt the data yet. [A pause.] That's the only thing about Cerealia. There's a ton of information out there and we don't really know who knows what.

[ definitely strange, and worth further investigation. what else could be lying outside the walls of the colony? they had probably only just scratched the surface of the real mystery here.

looking thoughtful, dipper nods. ] And we don't exactly have a safe way to share it. You know, away from prying eyes. And ears. [ just like he had discussed with yu. dipper would never really feel comfortable sharing information unless he could encrypt it. that was easy enough to do for himself, but how to communicate it to others without using sight or sound? ]

There's...probably a lot of clues out there, but we don't know who has them. [ and in a case like this, what they could stand to gain by sharing information just may outweigh the risk of trust he'd have to take. ]

[He's had a lot of the same thoughts and when Dipper expresses it his face lights up in understanding.]

Did you see that guy's message about the ocular implants? [That's the most important question before he proceeds.]

[ he nods, glad hiro is following him here. ] Yeah. A bit hard to miss, honestly.

Then you can see what the problem is. What we really need to do is come up with a system somehow...something we can start sharing information and asking people questions without CERES picking up on what we're reading and saying. I could write a bunch of code and encrypt the information into a program but that still leaves a problem of how is anybody supposed to read it.

[A beat.] I don't suppose you have any good ideas, do you?

We'd need to figure out a way to communicate it in a way that isn't through sight of sound. Noooot exactly and easy task, but not impossible.

[ a pause. ] A friend of mine suggested braille. But that would require anyone who wanted to decode our writing to actually learn braille first. But we could encode a cipher into braille and people could read it through touch. Then as long as they could remember the cipher, we could communicate through a code CERES doesn't know, locking them out. Theoretically.

...I know that sounds waaaaay overly-complicated, but it's the best I've got so far.

…not that complicated. [He actually sounds a tad inspired by that because that's not a bad idea at all.] It wouldn't matter if CERES knew what each symbol represented if they couldn't see the messages that were being written in the braille. If we taught people how to read without looking at the words and kept the messages simple? That could work.

What's stopping us from teaching everybody who wants to learn? We keep it to a small circle of people we trust and keep it on the down-low.

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