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>INDEX OUT OF BOUNDS
[You watch as LIMEY's sprite ascends straight up into the air in a matter of seconds.]
"LIMEY! WHAT THE FUCK!!!" MUNCH shrieks as you are horrifically repulsed by the very earth itself.
[LIMEY starts to clip directly into the side of the Obelisk. His hand is sinking deeper and deeper, until his arm is engulfed, then his beak, and then-
The screen cuts to black. A console menu opens up. Your fans start to hum at a mildly concerning speed. Here we go again...]
<span class="mu-r"><span class="mu-s">TRACKING LOST</span></span>
<span class="mu-i">DEMAND > DEBUG > SUPPORT
MACHINE(SAFEGUARD::DEBUG(RESTORE::COLLISION_DETECT););)
MACHINE(Witness::BACKUP(RETRIEVAL;);)
DISSONANCE spike detected. Contact your TERMINAL administrator for further assistance.
RUNCHK(10); STATUS: GOOD
RUNCHK(429); ERROR - SIGNAL LOST
>REFUTE
ACCESS DENIED
FCUK YOU.
DEMAND > DEBUG >>> SUPPORT
TALLY(sigh;thisone;idiot)
ANCHOR.PLAYER;(CONNECT::LIMEY)
Connection restarted. Have a nice day :)
Initialization... OK.</span>
You rap against the side of the Obelisk. It's cold now, even more so than before, and the surface isn't shimmering any longer. After reaching in *through* the solid stone and receiving that sudden surge of insight, you must have depleted the very last bits of energy contained within the structure.
You're a little disappointed, but that's to be expected in these uncertain times.
You turn over to MUNCH, who's staring right into the air like some fresh Greener who had never seen the deep red sky before.
"Oi wanker, don't just stand there, we've got places to be, come on."
The Wizard boggles at you for some reason. He makes a weird choking noise as you start trudging back towards the Crawler.
As you do so, you examine the Memory Orb you've nabbed from the Obelisk...
>[CHAOS] [CASSANOVA] trait. How to hit on women with 100% success. Guaranteed to-hit against female opponents and additional dialogue options become available.
>Innate Spell: Silence. Eliminates all sound in a radius around the caster for d20 minutes. Prevents reading scrolls, casting spells, shouting, and other vocalizations impossible in the caster's vicinity.
>+10% to a skill of your choice.
>[1 FATE] Reroll selection?
METACOMMS
<XOM: That's it? Pssh, talk about overrated. But, as promised, your FATE.>
<span class="mu-s">FATE: 3 -> 6</span>
<XOM: [to Patty] And, oh honey, you're drooling again.
SG: Haah, haah, hgnh.
[AUTHORITY] SG: I am a policewoman. I maintain order. I must break this degeneracy. I am doing a good job. I need to be stopped.
XOM: Well, you seem oddly pleased. Did I miss something?>
