You’ve been shot at from dawn to dusk since thread 1–a few more <span class="mu-r">MREs</span> firing at you isn’t gonna break the mold! Dramatically casting your hand forward, you command Kelly to open fire on the <span class="mu-r">SEA DEMON!</span>
And smack your knuckles on the screen in the process. Ow.
“<span class="mu-s">I DIDN’T QUITE GET THAT. PLEASE DESIGNATE TARGET OR PRESS</span><span class="mu-r">GGGHHZTKKRKTS</span><span class="mu-s">TO SPEAK TO A REPRESENTATIVE.</span>” Shaking the pain from your hand, you give your command another try–this time by tapping your <span class="mu-g">MAGIC PRISM</span> on the colossal dot representing the demon!
https://youtu.be/raqLH-raNvw“<span class="mu-s">ACTIVATING MDF CANNONS. PLEASE WAIT.</span>” Before you can get comfy, you feel your teeth rattle in your mouth as the ruins and the water around you rumble with some sort of alien energy!
“<span class="mu-s">POWER LEVELS SUFFICIENT. RUNNING DIAGNOSTICS.</span>”
As the ruin walls churn with activity around you, a green dot appears on the monolith screen. Then four. Then eight!
“<span class="mu-s">DIAGNOSTICS COMPLETE. RELAYING TARGET DATA TO FUNCTIONAL WEAPON PLATFORMS.</span>”
“I hope this doesn’t create too much of a ruckus upstairs…” Sybil whispers. For a moment you can almost hear boots at the top of the slope that brought you to the console, but you shake your head–probably nothing. By the time you look back at the screen, the green dots have tripled!
“<span class="mu-s">TARGET ACQ-NEW PARAMETERS UPLOADED. CORRECTING TARGET.</span>”
<span class="mu-i">WHAT?!</span> Sharing an incredulous glance with Syb, Ly, and Lil’ Stanley, your fears are confirmed when the targeting reticle encapsulating the <span class="mu-r">SEA DEMON</span> slowly shifts towards your location!
“Hey, uh… is that you guys doing that?” Crackles Mitzi’s voice from the radio in your pocket. “Should we be panicking?”
“Must be that <span class="mu-r">UNREGISTERED USER!</span>” Sybil snarls, eyes glowing blue with irritation! “We can’t let them take over–any ideas, Stanley?”
Just one, you nod, and it’s gonna take some concentration, so zip it! Cracking your knuckles, you take a deep breath before <span class="mu-s">MASHING</span> the <span class="mu-r">SEA DEMON</span> on the screen with both fingers! Curious and delighted by your tactics, Lil’ Stanley joins in as well, as does Syb!
“It’s…” Syb hisses through gritted teeth, “it’s working!”
Indeed it is! All that button-mashing practice you’ve had playing fighting games with Gus finally paid off–though the <span class="mu-r">UNREGISTERED USER</span> struggles to gain control, it’s not good enough! The tug-o-war lasts for a tense few minutes, but just when your fingers are starting to burn, your opponent loses their edge just long enough for Kelly to announce the victor!
“<span class="mu-s">TARGET LOCKED. FIRING.</span>”
That’s right, <span class="mu-i">bitch!</span>
>CONTD. 