“celebrating the joy of consciousness in the exactness of mechanism…”
An entrance hall to the main rooms of the monastery.
A grand open space, dominated by pews and a large altar.
A small garden, surrounded by a covered walkway.
A storeroom for all the monastery valuables. Key with the Abbot.
Where they count electric sheep.
A meeting rooms for the discussion of monasterial business.
Where the monks mime eating, usually in complete silence.
Many pods with charging cables, some occupied.
Where new processor chips are manufactured for new monks.
Where wine is fermented to be sold.
Where the daily schedule is kept.
A small artificial pond with some live fish, in an open courtyard.
Open air vineyard, rows upon rows of grape vines.
Some stored stuff. Roll 1d6:
Wine racks and storage.
Entrance to an extensive garden.
Where damage is repaired.
An extensive library
Where money is given to the poor.
Electrical parts are made and repaired here.
Cells for monks who have disobeyed monasterial vows.
Birdcages, some filled with live and clockwork birds, some empty, hang around this large space.
A data storage bank for all monks’ memories.
The monastery keeps looks to receive messages from the clockwork universe.
Monks design clocks here, simpler versions of themselves.
A mixture of art and science, many inventive designs are created here.
A room with an enclosed and impassable central sub-chamber. Inside is a monk contemplating the nature of computation while its battery dies.
Where monks wash up.
New monks are initiated here with a consciousness subroutine. This elevates them to the status of Processor.
Mechanical dissection of technology to reveal new insights into the working of computation.
Where monks are in-house developed.
Old and defunct monks are taken for parts.
The dynamo which powers all the the monks and their facilites has gone down, irreparably.
The hosting platform for all the monasterial actions. Burned out.