Broadcast under the eternal auspices of the Departamento
Vox Communicatus. All unauthorized receivers
will be sanctified by cleansing flame. Good evening,
citizens of Hive Gloriana. This is your humble
host servitor, 241, transmitting once again from
the Vox Sanctum, where the lights still flicker.
and the walls still hum with prayer. If you are
hearing this, congratulations, you survived another
cycle. The air remains mostly breathable, the
water mostly potable, and the faith mostly intact.
Today we venerate Saint Ansel the Steadfast,
patron of locked doors and those who keep them
shut. He once sealed his entire congregation
inside their chapel to protect them from doubt.
They remained faithful for 17 years until their
exhumation. Let us remember, faith thrives in
containment. The Departamento Vox Communicatus
is pleased to report that overall loyalty metrics
have risen by three points since last rotation.
Only 12 citizens failed to recite the morning
benediction during audit hours. Their absence
was noted, and their habs have been repurposed
for more faithful residents. Harmony is rising,
citizens. You can almost hear it humming. Citizens
are reminded it is wrong to body -shame your
neighbours. However, if their bodies are making
it difficult to access your hab, please file
a pathway obstruction report at your nearest
shrine of sanitation. The faithful will ensure
the blockage is redistributed appropriately.
Clean corridors are holy corridors. Civic Announcements
The Departmento Sanitas reminds all citizens
that the strange rash currently spreading through
Lower Sector Gamma is not contagious and not
divine. Please do not scratch it. Do not feed
it. Apply incense and continue working. Power
fluctuations continue across the manufactoriums.
Several witnesses reported seeing shadows moving
behind the generator coils. The official statement
is that there are no shadows. Any motion perceived
by the human eye is merely the emperor testing
your focus. Also, a gentle reminder from the
Office of Devotional Hygiene. If your co -worker
begins humming a tune you do not recognise, do
not hum along. That is not a hymn. The memorial
pits will be open for visitation between third
and fourth bells. Please refrain from feeding
the memorials. or asking questions about their
movement, the past should remain buried, even
when it refuses to be. All bodies obstructing
major causeways should now be stacked neatly
against designated bulkheads. Disorderly corpses
may be fined, re -educated, or recycled at the
discretion of the Department of Civic Renewal.
And remember, tidiness is next to godliness.
and godliness is compulsory. Machine Sentience
Temperament reports, The animus machine of the
central transit rail remains melancholic. Three
technotheurgists have attempted appeasement through
sacred oil and recitation of the fourth benediction.
The rail accepted two sacrifices. Transit times
between sectors Epsilon and Omicron will therefore
be increased by six hours. Please be patient.
The machine mourns in its own way. Community
news. Productivity in the mining districts has
increased by 17%. The cause has not yet been
determined, but the miners are reportedly feeling
united, closer than ever, part of something greater.
The overseer described it as a blessing of unity.
We wish them continued efficiency in his name.
Meanwhile, the lower habs continue to experience
structural instability. Residents report hearing
heartbeat -like vibrations through the floor
grates at night. Authorities have confirmed this
is simply the reactor's rhythm, beating as it
has for centuries. It is normal for machinery
to dream occasionally. Lastly... The Chamber
of Faithful Labourers is holding a community
outreach tomorrow night in the abandoned Chapel
of Digestive Mercy. Attendance is mandatory,
but enlightenment is voluntary. Bring your family,
your devotion, and any sharp implements you may
find lying around. The number of reported disappearances
has dropped considerably. This is excellent progress.
The department reminds citizens that failing
to notice your neighbour's absence is the highest
form of loyalty. Public Confessions Forgive me,
Father. The dreams came again. We were together.
I was not myself. We were many. We were one.
It was beautiful. Forgive me. I saw light beneath
the hive. Not the emperor's light. A warmer one.
It touched my mind and said my name wrong. I
say my bedtime praise to the wall. And now the
walls whisper them back. But they change some
of the words. Yesterday, the walls told me the
pray for sleep wasn't working. Because I still
had... burns. They said they could fix that if
I was quiet and didn't tell anyone. I think they've
already fixed my sister. Her side of the room
doesn't snore anymore, just hums. To any listeners
who hear similar hymn -like structural noises,
please remember, report them to your local maintenance
officiate before attempting conversation. The
department reminds all citizens that unsanctioned
communion with load -bearing entities is grounds
for commendation or correction, depending on
structural stability. Now, let us take a moment
of silence for family unity. Although slightly
shorter this week, I imagine. The reactor priests
report that the machine sentience of Hive Gloriana's
core has begun dreaming again. Its pulse can
be heard across several sectors. Slow. Patient.
Do not be alarmed. Dreaming is not a sin. Not
for machines, anyway. To aid in the reactor's
calm, all citizens are asked to chant the Litany
of Forgiveness during work hours. If you don't
know the words, hum. The sound itself pleases
it. Missing persons report. The following citizens
are missing and presumed embraced by the Emperor's
will. Supervisor Calyx Wren, last seen smiling
at something no one else could see. 37 workers
from Ventilation Sub -Block 19, who apparently
followed the hum. Sister Ballora of the Ministorum
Choir, who left behind a note that reads simply,
He is coming, and he is beautiful. If you find
any of these individuals, please do not attempt
contact. Instead, close your eyes and whisper
the Imperial Creed. If they whisper it back,
congratulations. You are safe. Special Ecclesiarchal
Address Brothers and sisters, remember that change
is heresy, unless ordained by him in the highest
spire. So if you feel change inside you, remember,
the flesh bends to faith or to sin. Choose wisely
which voice you follow when you kneel. Beautiful
words. She spoke them before she was taken ill.
The replacement preacher has not yet arrived,
although a heavyset bald man in ornate robes
has begun visiting the chapel to help. His sermons
are soothing. Unorthodox, perhaps, but very soothing.
Today's mantra. Suspicion is the glue that binds
today's society. If you hear something suspicious,
report it. If you see something suspicious, report
it. If you are something suspicious, confess
immediately for priority absolution. Faith Report
Faith levels remain adequate, though trending
towards fervent unity. Unapproved icons have
begun appearing on hab walls, depicting a radiant
figure with many arms raised in benediction.
Authorities assure us that this is simply anatomical
overzeal. If you see these images, report them
to your confessor. Do not, under any circumstances,
feel comforted by them. I saw the shape beneath
the city and called it mercy. It had many mouths
and one purpose. And lo, the faithful shall one
day see the shape beneath the city, vast and
patient, breathing in the dust of our devotion.
Fear not its mouths, for each is only hunger
given purpose. Think not of this as death. It
is the last efficiency. Mercy with many mouths.
That's inspiring. And efficient. It's good to
know someone is hungry down there. It keeps the
population figures manageable. And if you do
see a shape beneath the city, citizens, please
remember to fill out Form 44 Gamma, Encounters
of a Theological Nature. Submissions missing
the estimated number of mouths field will be
returned for correction. Weather report. Heavy
mists will rise from the underhive tonight, carrying
warmth and spores of renewal. The upper spires
can expect fine ashfall, mingled with what authorities
are calling new life. It glows faintly, so visibility
will actually improve. Rejoice. Temperatures
remain stable. Everything remains stable. Everything
remains... connected. And that concludes tonight's
broadcast, citizens of Gloriana. Remember to
pray before sleep. Remember to dream of unity.
And remember, even in the deepest dark, the Emperor
loves you. And so do we. Until next cycle, stay
close. Stay faithful. Stay together. Ave Imperator.
Host Servitor 241 was played by Richard Roberts.
The Priest was played by Laura Sophie Helbig.
This week's penitents were Ivy Rack, Philip Roy
and Cornelia Sunding. Vox Sanctum Gloriana is
an Evil Lighthouse production.