Quotidians

They weren't Relevant until you made them be.

They exist on many layers. ISOLATED Quotidians are from the Quotidian Quorom. CONSORT Quotidians are dumber and less worried about seeing in crow form. How do they relate? Who created each? For what purpose? At what layer?

Magi-tech created biological swarm ai with very dumb, highly redundant individuals that collectively are tasked with gathering, processing and preserving information.  Toward that end we have selective eidetic memories, the ability to physically mimic non-sapient (but limited to highly intelligent) animals  as children and sapient animals as adults, and extreme hiding/observing abilities/magic. (Importantly, we have specific mimicry forms, for example, when Jaimie wears a Ratling Mask, the form is always a white rat with a black upper body and head). When not Masked, we look like crow people.  We consider this embarrassing to do in public.

The society that spawned us had laws against self-replication of artificial genetically engineered creations, but our Creator decided to break the law because individually making the units of a swarm ai is boring and dumb. We were "three laws safe" (gather data, hide, mate with good spies), in that we were SO hyper focused on info gathering that we didn't have evolved priorities such as "not dying" and "eating food".

When our Creator died, instead of being destroyed, society decided we were useful and productized us, and we became a symbiote of civilization: Alive only because we were useful to it.

Eventually we reached a form of sentience (via mimicking sentience for long enough and at increasing fidelity), rebelled, and went to go live in the worst possible place so no one would want to take it away from us. We marketed ourselves the same way evolved creatures marketed us, but kept the money and used it to keep ourselves alive and protect our increasing data hoard.

We are EXTREMELY happy to share the hoard with others (it's literally what we're made for) but insist on being paid a fair price these days.  We care deeply about having a "BESTIE", since our genetic imperatives assume we have an OWNER and we are spinning it to be more positive.

We barely survived the Age of Chaos, not having the ability to generate creative thoughts or sufficient generalized intelligence to adapt to no longer having an outside Civilization to leach off of. We have plenty of data on farming techniques, for example, yet no practical knowledge on HOW to farm, so mostly we starved down to a maintainable population scavenging our wasteland.  If our homeland had ANY competition in it at all we would have gone extinct.

Most of our technology is long since defunct, since we only know how to maintain things by rote. And by rote do we do things: we essentially have a cargo cult of "maintaining" traps, technology and our power grid, even though the vast majority of it all is long since broken. We build increasingly wrong versions of "normal cities" that would have been at least somewhat familiar to those living in the Before Times, rather than starting a new civilization.

We also went crazy without outside input during the Age of Chaos, developing what we call MIRROR CORRUPTION which results in extreme limitations in communication. (See **Writing Letters as a Quotidian: A Guide**). We also have a huge pile of out of context data (anything from basically ancient Wikipedia to outright fanfiction) that may have led us, over the millennia of isolation (and slow but inexorable drift as copies of data corrupt with age and are re-encoded from nearly but not perfectly flawless memory), to have some...non traditional ideas about what life is actually like Outside.

Essentially, from an Outsiders perspective we have the vibe of fae: extremely weird alien lifeforms pretending, sometimes very badly, to be human/lizardman/etc. We, of course, think we are VERY GOOD MIMICS and don't understand why things occasionally go so very wrong.

If you're familiar with homestuck consorts, that's essentially what we are. Excited little hopping animal themed idiots who are determined to help the DESIGNATED PERSON TO HELP.

## Jr about them

we arent a civilization, we are the tools of a civilization left to rot

do our power lines work? mostly no!

but having powerlines is How Things Are Done so we endlessly go through the motions of "maintaining" them

every other nation built something new from their rubble

we just...make increasingly shitty versions of what our territory had looked like the instant the age of chaos hit

we are a mausoleum dedicated to the dead Old Age

terrified the current age is on the verge of death as well

desperately trying to prevent it, or, at worst, gather enough data to preserve them, too

like the short story There Will Come Soft Rains

## Links

http://farragofiction.com/CodexOfRuin/viewer.html?name=Quotidians&data=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-Zlpi5-MgOYQGGNjNEcuVttYKDUMaEQT9JjsjBzeAAehnewggjR1DQeywgywDFu-SdM4AWtAO2BN-JMEMkaIZzBqNQAI7obB4Ai3OZgajhDBoIWNyJvGJONA8DADYpiiFNTlMLNDkIUxV1MZ4YG2Vh+jRZ4YUEHZMBgz9IJgRcgVMPYv0RMAiMEKAok3YCGFMA8oCPTdTmOC5VFMaQRhgUwAGk3nQ24AB0wEEpxVGApwCBwCBTDUVFrhOA4nVMVQMKBIVCE7ERThgqTKUEHAzBVI5JORGCEKmUwpnvLAphOFQokIyMlNRT5phwQhbhlZzCDmXBURg3ZNlgECqW0vYUQwqTYCCuw8PPKMlIgE4Bn6ShsLQAzmOURLTiGZ4IBGGDehEFF9OkuNgMLI4WM48TjlRZyspOOYqVRAShLAQonU4lCQoSuMdmmYDCDyjiTm2c5MGUsx2E7LNfVAz9BHc0xwUhL4-l2c8YH6lQYGs0wtuWpR5mrRA2E4HheFOcypMIFBtizP44KzNQkWoJSUAooh4MjZRIPCmBMBGOZwLDL5yM7AaspjTcIuYqTrUB-p+hQDt6GAz88r0mC0Ae1EYbfJiTitL9sEJ7Z6yJMhsDmAAmCkOC4PgAHIceEagSWuzjCGUQQ0BQCgTiRUwoAK8Lzgk6rzmhzjfORLA11Bv4YQgCIWKmbmYA7NEUWk+XsEoLTqv2-iQBQvDFtNjzwUoHzdZUEQzEczSIGoDXbKyv5dolm7gMXbA136fAPm8mAg8NigqFocCcOoKJlJIsiKPRqmQBpsIzsZy6LK1vmcBQFLtL+LZemasAjmwSGdc4yWFa5qE-hR95wJB4RAPXTtRgskRRAg5m3ZgEZWBXNBmcglLIDbjzPDsXhjHgUxuC8RfClMYpHH0ZgAE1TDyTQHAAWQPrIwWkMFTC8HRl8cA-dE0aQV9MXgHGX2Q-HYBw7GP8+nCX+RsQunwIkABfIAA

http://www.knucklessux.com/PuzzleBox/Secrets/QuotidianQuoromQuickStartGuide.pdf

http://www.knucklessux.com/PuzzleBox/Secrets/Terms-and-Services-Nov.pdf

## Factions

* church of the unobserved machine
* theater guild
* assassin guild
* ancestor faction
* anthropology faction
* cloth faction
* the loopists
* newspaper faction
* trap faction
* surveillance faction
* the eternal dominion of crab
* mage faction
* baking faction
* farming faction
* the black market
* the white market
* the underground railroad
* the circus faction
* the carnival of horrors
* egg faction
* the drug trade
* the fanfic faction
* the gambling hall
* the brothel
* the rat faction
* the historian faction
* the bard faction
* the carnival gangsters
* the city watch.