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[rudelanguage]

ANTIGONE INBOX: username ANTIGONEIGUESS
PENDING INBOX: username ITSPENDING
KNIFE INBOX: nonexistent (for now)

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[querulus]

[Meanwhile Quentin is dead certain he knows what state Scott Summers was born in because he hasn't realized the versions in Etraya are from Ohio and not Alaska, but that's a surprise for later.]

Yeah. No pressure. What's that reaction about?

[rudelanguage]

Ehhhh. Just-- [nnnnnrhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh]

Just... Thinking.

[querulus]

Okay... [UNSURE...]

You, uh. You need a minute?

[rudelanguage]

Y-yeah. It's...my surname? Like--like a family name, right? Like...Antigone whatever-ever?

[querulus]

That's what the question says, yeah. "What is Antigone's surname," that exact wording.

Why?

[rudelanguage]

It just.

[I'm not Antigone.]

I dunno. It-- [I don't know how to spell her name.]

It-it kinda seems...like a trick, y'know? What if...the answer is to not answer?

[she hesitates, then makes an unhappy sound.] That's...all that talking about nothing though. So whatever. I'll shut up about it.

[querulus]

Wait, no, go back. Why's it seem like a trick? To you specifically.

'Cause see, I've been looking at this shit, you know. A lot. And I've been thinking, why are some of these questions "who is so-and-so's relative" and others are "what's the name of so-and-so's relative"? And then outta nowhere some asshole gets "what's the name of your favorite father"? For one thing, hella subjective, but also? Uh, hello? Drama alert? Not to mention half the freaks on the list got triggered as hell when I asked them for some goddamn reason.

Talk to me. Whaddya got?

[rudelanguage]

Ye-yeah! I mean! Like... How's this crusty machine gonna know everything about everyone and know which...which things to pick that make people prickle? Y'know? Like--I don't. I don't computer, okay? So it sounds more like some fuck--stupid...crummy old wizard or whatever just...heckling people to get his jollies.

If the thing's so old, wouldn't it like. Not know? Those things? Is it just guessing?

[querulus]

It's not—okay, well. Not to incriminate myself or whatever, but I know my fair share about computers and security systems and perhaps I've dabbled in, you know. A skosh of cyber security bypassing. For fun, of course.

Point is, security questions like these are meant to verify the identity of the user by being shit known only to the person who set them up. Like, uh. A key to a safe, yeah? You have the key, and unless somebody copies that key they can't get into your prized stamp collection. Except information? That's a key you can copy. Pretty easily if you're any good at social engineering. Or, you know. Are an amazing, gifted, talented telepath. Not to toot my own horn.

So what do you do when you wanna keep your shit protected from little weasels like me? You bend the rules. Make the phrasing a little funny, make some answers squishy. Who's Nero's dad? "Vergil"? Or "Dante's brother"? Both answer the question. You picking up what I'm putting down?

[rudelanguage]

Crummy old wizard shit! [that's all that sums up to her as.]

[querulus]

Yeah! Wait, hang on, is that... Are you agreeing with me? Or are you confused or...? You gotta give me a little more here.

[rudelanguage]

I'm just saying...you can dress it up with all your computery stuff, but it is what it is. And I guess it's ultimately just bullshit. So the answer to my surname is bullshit!

[querulus]

Mmkay, alright, I can get behind that. "Crummy old wizard shit." Side note, I am going to be calling you "Antigone Bullshit" approximately untiiiiil it stops being funny to me. Which will be never.

So as presumably an expert on "crummy old wizard shit", what do you think? Leave the thing to rot or try to solve the riddles three? Er, riddles ten, I guess. Doesn't sound as good. Whatever.

[rudelanguage]

Assuming this is as far removed from fey bullshit as ever, it's not like it's gonna curse you for trying, yeah? And since I don't care if we explode and die, it's fine if it goes wrong with me. So why not? Poke away.