The Vapor Of Haruhi Suzumiya
Three days ago, the subject known as Haruhi Suzumiya encountered a stream of examples that led her to curse the majority of electrical devices around us. She was burned by her malfunctioning toasting device, after it propelled a severely over-heated piece of grain into her hand. She was late for school when her time-keeping device failed to produce a shrill tone at the exact moment in time that she was required to rise from her slumber to begin her day. She tripped down the stairs due to a semi-autonomous machine that was cleaning her floors depleted itself of electrical power and had stopped its cleaning operation on the threshold of her staircase. In addition, multiple subsystems within her living space malfunctioned, reducing the livability of her abode considerably. The electric water heater became infested with dirt and various insect remains, leading her to only be able to obtain cold water for her daily cleanings, and scalding hot water for her drinking purposes. By the end of these three days ,Haruhi was hating the core fabric of the society that humans have built for themselves.
As she left the SOS Brigade today, I was able to determine her desires and intentions, and was justifiably concerned by them. She had a desire that reached down into the inner soul of her being, the being that was known as God. This desire, this wish, was nothing less than humankind never having discovered electricity in its current form. She was first to leave on this day, so I quickly confided what I knew in the other members of the Brigade.
At this point Asahina Mikuru attempted to contact the future, but was met with the extremely discomforting result of not being able to find any point in the future past midnight tonight. Koizumi called his contact on the spot, not bothering to hide or otherwise conceal his call, and made his organization aware that a large disturbance was occurring within Haruhi Suzumiya. The esper on the receiving end of the call was only able to reply that several large Closed Spaces had appeared across the world, but none of them contained any Shinjin borne from miss Suzumiya's unconscious desires. Instead, monstrosities of brass and copper pipes were forming from the very essence of the space around it, engulfing everything in the Closed Space, at which point the Closed Space collapses and disappears.
The Data Integrated Thought Entity has not been in contact with myself for over a week. I kept this fact to myself, as it would not do any good to inform the others of something that would only be another sign of a cataclysmic event, at least for human beings. Although I am merely a human data interface, I have begun to think of myself as a human, as I have gathered more than enough unique experiences to make conscious decisions outside of what the DITE commands me to perform. In fact, a lesser interface would simply go into a coma-like state of unmovingness if its connection were severed. I was unaffected. I am unique, among all the interfaces. I can survive, which is the trait that I would most determine to be what makes me human.
I listened to the others' theories on how to combat this threat after Koizumi planned to meet with members of his Agency the following day. I gave my opinion about how this correlated to her new-found hatred of technological devices, to which they agreed. However, it was Miss Asahina who shed any form of relevance of the brass and copper beings that had appeared in the Closed Space. Of course, this was after she was able to rid herself of her tears, convinced that the inability to contact the future was merely a temporary inconvenience. I said nothing to dissuade this notion.
Miss Asahina remarked that Haruhi Suzumiya was quite involved with an RPG game lately, called Final Fantasy XIII. The inhabitants of this game lived in a time where magic co-existed with technology, but electricity was rarely used. Airships, brass, copper, and steam were common elements in virtually everything they used. I quickly referenced the Wikipedia page concerning the subject, as while I played many video games, I was not fond of RPG's. I quickly analyzed the information concerning the setting and technologies in this fantasy environment, relaying to the others what the most likely course of action Haruhi's subconscious would take.
"The most likely outcome of this situation is that Miss Suzumiya will change the entire world, and we will become the main heroes of the environment described in this game. I will be able to remember any actions that occur between now and then, and in actuality, the only one among us who will not notice the change in the existence of the world is Haruhi Suzumiya herself."
After recovering from the fact that I spoke more than 10 words at a time, they slowly agreed, with Koizumi suggesting that we all head home in preparation for what will most likely be a very tumultuous time. As we departed for our respective living quarters, Kyon remarked to me that it would be just like Haruhi to put us in place of fictional characters when she was bored. To this I replied that this was being done due to the fact that she was mad about the technologies around us, not the state of perpetual boredom she constantly found herself in. This would lead to different, and hopefully not calamitous, results. I also remarked that small changes were already beginning to occur on the plane of existence we were on. Kyon sweatdropped at this statement, but remained silent. We bid our farewells to each other, and headed for our perspective dwellings. Once I was settled in for the night with a lengthy and challenging piece of Latin literature, I focused on the environment around myself. I did not have the help of the Data Integrated Thought Entity to give me all of the data required in my tasks, so I reached out mentally to obtain it myself.
I could feel the very essence of the materials that made up the fabric of existence changing. The properties of common element s were slowly shifting in their present forms, attaining new properties that were unknown in nature. This puzzled me, as the environment that we were assuming Haruhi was imagining being in still had a common understanding of nature and animals. These changes lead me to believe that the subject known as Haruhi Suzumiya still had several surprises for us before we discovered what situation we were in once midnight comes and goes.
The only extreme change I was able to feel before being swallowed by the endless maelstrom that occurred at midnight was that Thomas Edison never existed, and that DC was an inefficient means of transmitting electricity that was not used. These were the last pieces of data that I was able to gather before I was forced into the state of unwakingness known as sleep as humans referred to it. And let it be said that when I awoke from my unnatural slumber, the matter of sleep was the least of my concerns. This lay on the world that Haruhi Suzumiya had inadvertently created and thrust us into.
It was not a joyous, happy, or even organized one. It was one of uncertainty and fear, and the smog that hung over the city was an uncanny metaphor of the state of society around us.
A/N: Hehe, VAPOR. Get it? It's a Steampunk pun. I had this idea suddenly while browsing through wallpapers and listening to the Living Tombstone's mix of Dischord. I'm pretty excited about this concept and am already working on the 2nd chapter. No, the Final Fantasy reference doesn't mean anything to the plot, and yes, it's steampunk. Mostly from Yuki's POV. Please review and tell me what you think!