honkzilla
Room 3: Unknown - The centerpiece of this room was impossible to ignore. Suspended within concentric rings of polished metal floated an ancient mechanism of crystal and stone, cracked in places yet somehow still functioning. Every few moments it awakened with a quiet pulse of light before projecting a cascade of unfamiliar symbols through the air. The message repeated endlessly, each cycle accompanied by faint harmonic tones that seemed almost, but never quite, recognizable as language. The device in this room seems to recognize when it has company, and the message sometimes flutters, or distorts faintly, but it yields no clearer results. Surrounding the device are star charts etched onto translucent crystal tablets, each depicting regions of space that bear little resemblance to any modern map. The largest display seems to trace a route toward a distant location marked only by a symbol--one that appears repeated throughout the room, but never in the same place. Whatever it is--or was--it was recorded throughout time, across different worlds. And nothing in Almadel's exhibit gave any indication of what it was.
Totoro had looked around at the weird star maps and was now sitting on the floor with his feet together watching the large machine thing and it's messages curiously rotating, sometimes flashing. He almost thought it knew he was here too, but he couldn't prove it. The flickering of the message to distort had him curious.
The tones too, where interesting as well his head was tilted as he looked up at the machine. He wasn't however, being observant if he was in the way of anyone else. Having figured that maybe sitting in the floor would keep him from being in the way.
