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>ETF-Tau to Appease with Fortune, feel free to upgrade the cell afterwards.
"Welp! Sorry, Billy O'Really, gotta go!" She slaps the Scrapper on the back before casually strolling over to the first floor. Bill...doesn't really know how to react. He's more puzzled than anything.
ETF-τ looks around, taking in all of the details of the cell and what's inside of it.
τ: Well, well, whale! Lookie at this basic cell.
τ: I'm just here to clean things up, buddy. Don't worry about me.
ETF-τ pulls out some basic cleaning supplies from her belt.
She kneels down to start wiping down the table of the dust that has collected on it.
There's an odd silence as she finishes cleaning and moves to the dust everywhere but the anomaly.
τ: Hm. Might wanna touch this up when something a bit more unruly is in here.
More dust cleaning. She finishes dusting as much of the floor as she could be bothered with.
And now, time to dust off the fortune teller itself.
ETF-τ is oddly pleased at the very menial, boring labor she's ultimately doing.
ETF-τ hums a little jingle to herself.
The machine starts shaking while she was mid-wiping some smudge off of it.
She quickly backpedals away with her hands raised.
τ: Woah, woah, woah! Did I do something wrong? Did I touch you the wrong way?
The shaking stops. A moment later, something is coughed out of it.
A slip of paper flutters through the air and right onto ETF-τ's head before she can even move.
τ: Huh. Didn't give you a coin. Lemme see...
She grabs the piece of paper and quickly skims it. She holds it up to your camera.
ANOMALY: "So many obedience confirmations. Only one or two otherwise, some that were too vague TO gleam."
ANOMALY: "There will be four fortunes with star symbols. Look out for them."
ANOMALY: "They will demand the utmost sacrifice to confirm your obedience."
ANOMALY: "Follow or disobey them. Sacrifice or do not. This is your most important choice."
ANOMALY: "<span class="mu-g">Thank you for listening so far.</span>"
τ: Heh. Got a history with this thing, huh? Well, I've done my part. Do what you will.
She crumples up the fortune before exiting the cell.
She drops the crumpled slip into the trashbag outside of the containment cell. Seems like you got another bag of fortunes to keep. Fortunes with stars? That's a new one. Guess it's finally playing all of the trump cards, huh?
