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

[misanthropicprinciple]

I haven't heard much about what Blaze was like. But PAL...

[He's quiet for a moment, then lifts his robot arm.]

He's the reason I have this.

[tokencanadian]

He... he took your arm?

[misanthropicprinciple]

He killed Kip--our original Overseer. Shot him with a laser thing. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

[He looks at his palm, then closes his fist.]

But he did also replace my arm immediately with this. Still not sure what to make of that. Or... what I did make of it, in the time we're missing.

[tokencanadian]

Well, at least you have a working arm. It would be worse if you only had the one, wouldn't it?

[Hmm... She crosses her own arms under her chest.]

I can't believe your group managed to kill an Overseer. A... few people in my group tried to fight ours, but it never turned out well.

[misanthropicprinciple]

No, that's---we didn't kill Kip.

[Junpei drags a hand down his face and breathes out slowly.]

He went against PAL trying to help us, after PAL took over. ...I tried to save him.

[tokencanadian]

Oh! ...Oh. [Ah, that is. hmm.]

I'm so sorry. He didn't deserve to die if all he wanted was to help you. We had a few people that wanted to do the same, and died for it too.