This is a civic transmission issued in accordance
with Hype's stability directive, Theta 19. Reception
implies consent. Good evening, citizens of Hive,
Gloriana. Another cycle blessed by the Emperor's
patience and by the continued functionality of
our civic ventilation systems. The Department
of Atmospheric Mercy reports a 72 % reduction
in choking incidents. Praise efficiency. Remember,
any unregistered sweetness must be reported to
the local Munitorium Office for analysis, unless
it inspires devotion. Then, of course, continue
to enjoy responsibly. Today, we honour St. Vara
the listener. She was assigned to repair a vox
array that had begun transmitting voices no one
recognized. Rather than cleanse it, she listened
for weeks. Witnesses claim, before she disappeared,
that she stopped speaking in words, communicating
only through humming, low, mechanical, oddly
comforting. When the vox array was dismantled
some three centuries later, they found her seated
within it. Alive and perfectly still, her lips
pressed against the speaker. Her pulse matched
the hum of the transmission. Pilgrims still gather
there, listening to static, waiting for it to
hum back. And let us not forget, devotion begins
when comprehension ends. Civic announcements.
Please note that hydration units in Hab Sector
Gamma 3 are once again safe for consumption following
the removal of the unidentified growth. Citizens
are reminded that its moving is not, in itself,
a reason to waste perfectly serviceable moisture.
In related news, hydration units in Hab Sector
Gamma 3 have retroactively been declared hazardous
for the last four cycles. For complaints, Please
remain silent in an orderly fashion. The departmento
Sanitas wishes to thank those who have correctly
sorted their household remains into organic,
non -organic, and still -moving categories. Improper
sorting slows down the purification process and
confuses the servitors, who are very impressionable
at the moment. Remember, the city hears you.
The emperor hears you through it. If you cannot
hear him, Increase your volume, and that concludes
today's civic announcements. Public Confessions.
Yesterday, I gave the sermon in unison with him.
He asked if I was mocking him. I wasn't. I think
we both were being read on the same page. I used
to pray because I believed someone was listening.
Now I pray because I know something is. Thank
you citizens for your honesty. Your confessions
have been received, recorded and mostly understood.
Those deemed sincere will be forwarded to the
proper authorities. Those deemed insincere will
be forwarded to different authorities. This concludes
the public confessions. You may now return to
pretending everything is fine. Industrial Notation
The Manufactoria have resumed full production
following last week's incident of simultaneous
silence. Though details remain classified, overseers
report that all servitors are now operating in
perfect synchronicity. Their movements described
as almost choreograph. The Magos overseeing their
repair has called it a miracle of unison. He
then began weeping and has not stopped. Public
devotional announcements. The Cathedral Vox Choir
remains offline following structural rearrangements
in the sub -basement. Replacement hymn frequencies
will be distributed shortly. Please refrain from
humming the old ones, as they have been declared
theologically unstable. A reminder too from the
Ministry of Harmonious Living. If your Vox home
receiver begins to hum when idle, it is not haunted.
It is praying. Leave it be. Some machines require
solitude. The engineers tell us that the sound
travels through the ducts now, a slow vibration
that passes from floor to floor. It doesn't appear
to damage anything. In fact, they say the servitors
move better when it's playing. Their steps match
the rhythm. Isn't that marvelous? Faith through
motion. Community news. A special thanks to the
maintenance guild of Subsect in Nine Delta for
their continued work in resonant recalibration.
The citizens there report a new sense of togetherness.
One worker described it as the air remembering
our names. Isn't that beautiful? The emperor's
presence takes many forms, citizens. Sometimes
as light, sometimes as warm. Sometimes there's
a gentle vibration beneath your feet reminding
you that you are part of something greater. So
please, do not panic if you hear voices beneath
the pipes during prayer. That is not madness.
That's participation. Curfew begins at dusk and
ends at repentance. If you are unsure whether
repentance has occurred, please remain indoors
until a higher authority confirms it. And now,
letters. Citizen Drenia from Habb Block Theta
writes, Children are often the first to hear
divine frequencies. It is good manners to dine
when the Emperor calls you to the table. Another
letter, unsigned, always suspicious, asks, is
the hum meant to say our names? Because I swear
it said mine. If your name has been spoken by
the Ducks citizen, that means you have been noticed.
It is impolite not to respond. Just whisper,
present, and continue your work. Technical Bulletin
The Department of Machine Penance reports minor
inconsistencies in sacred circuitry. Certain
devices have begun to warm to the touch. No malfunction,
simply increased devotional activity. As always,
citizens are reminded to respect the personal
space of devout machinery. Do not unplug a praying
servitor. Do not interrupt a machine mid -him.
And if your lumen flickers in time with your
heartbeat, Take a moment to give thanks. And
now, the weather. Issued under the seal of the
Departmento Atmosferica amended by the ecclesical
office of Omen Interpretation. All forecasts
are binding. All deviations are punishable. Upper
Hive. Light dust of sanctified ash in the morning,
clearing to pale radiance by midday. The sky
mirrors will flicker intermittently. This is
normal. Do not attempt to interpret the flicker.
Air purity levels remain acceptable for the devout
and perilous for the uncertain. Pilgrims are
advised to carry their approved masks of faith
and avoid eye contact with any reflected light
that blinks first. Mid -Hive. Persistent fog
continues, coloured faintly violet, then red,
then unclassified. Administratum clerks report
the fog has begun whispering local schedules
back at them, slightly ahead of time. All workers
are reminded that predictive fog is not an excuse
for absenteeism. Humidity, devotional, visibility,
confessional. Lower Hive Flood warnings remain
in effect due to the continued condensation of
the emperor's blessing, or possibly blood. Water
levels in the sump are rising faster than the
prayers can absorb. Authorities recommend floating
in a state of humble surrender. Should you see
shapes moving beneath the surface, remain calm.
They are simply reflections. Of what, however,
we cannot say. Undercity. Darkness with patches
of movement. Temperature steady at bone deep.
Unexplained bioluminescent has been observed
tracing devotional symbols along bulk head walls.
If the symbols begin to move, close your eyes
and repeat the litany of stillness until your
heart stops. Solar Forecast The light from our
nearest star will reach us in approximately 3
hours and 17 days. Until then, citizens are encouraged
to imagine warmth during their designated prayer
cycles. Remember, warmth is loyalty. Cold is
doubt. This concludes today's sanctioned broadcast.
If you are still listening, congratulations,
the signal held. That means the towers are still
standing, the lines are still humming, and somewhere
above us, someone believes we're worth talking
to. If you've heard voices that weren't mine,
disregard them. If you've written down what they
said, keep the paper dry. It helps to have something
to hold when the power goes. Citizens are reminded
to report all dreams, new growths and sudden
optimism to their local overseer. Optimism especially.
The lights will dim at 0300 for the night of
efficient rest. May your dreams be short and
your work eternal. This is Vox Sanctum, signing
off. The city dreams and we are its prayer. Ave
Imperator. Host servitor 241 was played by Richard
Roberts. This week's guest penitents, Lucas Izel,
Michael Garrett the Younger and Phillip Roy.
Vox Sanctum Gloriana is an evil lighthouse production.