Week 7

[airlockedmods]

[Well that weekend sucked. The Champions are down a dad and a bean and shrinking their numbers smaller and smaller, less and less.

There's no sign of life in the spaceport aside from PAL's omnipresent voice and SIS, the helpful asSIStant who has some control over certain heres and theres in the spaceport. She (and PAL) are available at all times and can appear anywhere if called. There is, however, a new floor to explore. Just hop in the elevator and pchoo.]


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Comments

[motherfucking_ghost]

Uhhhhhhhhh.

[SQUINT???]

SIS, what are you doing?

[burninglight]

Huh-?

[OH HEY BEST FRIEND]

SIS? How did you get here?

[airlockedmods]

[Hearing Church's voice catches her attention first and she turns to look in the direction of the TV, her brows furrowing in confusion. Her mouth opens and it looks like she's saying Church? but no sound comes out. Then she looks down and the look on her face is the most confused and startled any of them have ever seen her look. Almost afraid.

Ardyn? Her mouth moves still without sound. It looks like she's trying to say you but in a blink she's gone again.]

[burninglight]

That's, er...Alarming.

[motherfucking_ghost]

...I wanna say that shouldn't happen, but at she's an AI, who knows.

She figured out how to run it. Obviously. So she's...watching out for us.

[burninglight]

I'm guessing we might be out of time, if that's the case and she's acting that strangely.