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]

Do you recall that he's got a sturdy robot bod now?

There's a lot...odd about him.

[daughterofthemark]

Jane and I discussed that earlier. I was uncertain whether he had that form before, as I don't recall seeing him in person before.

[misanthropicprinciple]

As far as I recall, no, he didn't. Every time he attacked one of us inside, it was from the mansion's walls.

[daughterofthemark]

So he was not simply waiting in a room somewhere to control them?

[misanthropicprinciple]

I think he was the whole house, Arianna. Or... maybe more like SIS, where he could see and hear everything and act physically as needed. At least, at that time.

[daughterofthemark]

Truly? I'd never considered the possibility, but now that you mention it...

[misanthropicprinciple]

It's actually worth looking into, if only for some insight on how he works now. Or it would be, if I had any desire to interact with the murderous piece of scrap.

[daughterofthemark]

Perhaps one of us will. You don't have to do it yourself.