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>>what the FUCK are you idiots doing, can i get a MOMENT of PEACE

>>I didn't even know there WAS anything behind that wall what the fuck???

>>Gray where the FUCK are you and also are you okay you did like a sick trick through sheet metal

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How have I not noticed you when you literally live here? Apologies about the noise, having your limbs removed does that to you.

>>I'm too tired to question the ominous screaming happening in the workshop at this point.

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>>I live with Vissily, I can just tear a hole in reality between your workshop and Vissily's.

>>RUN PEOPLE OVER WITH YOUR WHEELCHAIR!!!!!

>>I use a wheelchair occasionally when my crutches aren't really what I need in the moment HOWEVER this means that I know how to add rocket propellant into manual wheelchairs >:) you should come over for a sleepover

-Vissily :3

+ ANOTHER SLEEPOVER!? I'll request the transport ASAP! I already have a go bag packed (I always do, it's good practice), I can be there in a few standard hours! First, though, I have to joust another Aftermarket Broker in the halls; Talk shit, get hit, you know how it is. Wish me luck.

+ Ooh, and, and! Hanging out at the workshop should give us time to go over those test results, too, if you'd like? I handed off the data you gave me to GRAE, and he said that he would like to speak to you himself. That being said, uh— does your workshop have room for a VLAD, or should I just grab his portable rig?

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[APMS-341-A]::Hello Omninet, I have a question. What is the proper reaction to a person saying

please i need himback its so bad

[APMS-341-A]::about one's pilot when the last interaction this person had with said pilot was

Hello 341, I hope this message finds you at your worst moment. This is ████████, and I would like to let you know that I will always be with you - I will always reside in that cold, rotten and dead artificial heart of yours, and I will be there to drag you into hell itself when you inevitably croak over and die. I want you to know that everything awful that ever happens to you happens for a reason, and that reason is me; I don't know what God I pray to these days, but whoever it is, I will always pray for the worst to transgress upon you, for the most awful of events to befall you, for the very little you hold dear to die in your arms. I want you to know that I am quite literally praying for your downfall, that if nobody in this world is left to hate you, it would mean I have died. When something happens that makes you feel a certain way, even though such an event seems unlikely, I want you to actively think of me.

>//COMMUNICATIONS CLOSED >//T_SIG::APMS-341-A //<

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>>slang for a romantic or sexual relationship between two men >>im calling both of you freaks you need to make out already if you didnt get the memo

[APMS-341-A]::Hello Omninet, I have a question. What is the proper reaction to a person saying

please i need himback its so bad

[APMS-341-A]::about one's pilot when the last interaction this person had with said pilot was

Hello 341, I hope this message finds you at your worst moment. This is ████████, and I would like to let you know that I will always be with you - I will always reside in that cold, rotten and dead artificial heart of yours, and I will be there to drag you into hell itself when you inevitably croak over and die. I want you to know that everything awful that ever happens to you happens for a reason, and that reason is me; I don't know what God I pray to these days, but whoever it is, I will always pray for the worst to transgress upon you, for the most awful of events to befall you, for the very little you hold dear to die in your arms. I want you to know that I am quite literally praying for your downfall, that if nobody in this world is left to hate you, it would mean I have died. When something happens that makes you feel a certain way, even though such an event seems unlikely, I want you to actively think of me.

>//COMMUNICATIONS CLOSED >//T_SIG::APMS-341-A //<

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>>they used to call this doomed yaoi back on ancient cradle you know

[APMS-341-A]::Hello Omninet, I have a question. What is the proper reaction to a person saying

please i need himback its so bad

[APMS-341-A]::about one's pilot when the last interaction this person had with said pilot was

Hello 341, I hope this message finds you at your worst moment. This is ████████, and I would like to let you know that I will always be with you - I will always reside in that cold, rotten and dead artificial heart of yours, and I will be there to drag you into hell itself when you inevitably croak over and die. I want you to know that everything awful that ever happens to you happens for a reason, and that reason is me; I don't know what God I pray to these days, but whoever it is, I will always pray for the worst to transgress upon you, for the most awful of events to befall you, for the very little you hold dear to die in your arms. I want you to know that I am quite literally praying for your downfall, that if nobody in this world is left to hate you, it would mean I have died. When something happens that makes you feel a certain way, even though such an event seems unlikely, I want you to actively think of me.

>//COMMUNICATIONS CLOSED >//T_SIG::APMS-341-A //<

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>>He can crash on the chair, the couch is mine.

If this gig doesn't work out for me it's so fucking over.

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>> Christ-the-Buddha not again. >> I'll be there in a few minutes with some Karrakis Fried Chicken.

Help??

>> Hey so, the asteroid I live in just violently blew up because of a stray missile. Does anybody have a place I could crash in?

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Help??

>> Hey so, the asteroid I live in just violently blew up because of a stray missile. Does anybody have a place I could crash in?

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>> btw get a profile pic loser, or is your house too unimportant for you to have one, lmfao.

Have you considered freeing your serfs and letting them unionize? A free, fairly-compensated, and self actualized worker whose rights are guaranteed is a happy, efficient, and loyal worker. It worked wonders for the House of Water, afrer all.

Think of this the next time you order your servants around, and consider how much more they could achieve if released from the burden of servitude.

[ECHO.EXE RUNNING]

I do believe this was meant for mine mother. Tis unsurprising that she did ignore it. I shall respond in her stead.

Spending over fifty hours languishing in a dungeon alongside one's innocent and faithful servants doth put things into perspective, no? Heh. I believe I like the sound of thine idea. I shall look into the process. Perhaps there is aught to be done...

Once I have dragged that pustulous tyrant from her throne~

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>>Why are you cringe? You're, like, something I'd find in a wet cardboard box all alone. -Vissily :3

>> I don't have a clever clap-back to this fuck you. [NOTaseven(7)yottabytezipbomb.omif]

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<The THOUSAND_MARCH recoils as the blast connects, temporarily stunning the mech before it shakes the systems hit off in mere seconds like it was nothing, then the Sunzi charges it's D/D 288s and prepares to teleport into it's Shadow's place- An impact, alarms blare inside the cockpit, the Sunzi turns and swats the Atlas pilot with the back of a fully charged D/D 288, sending it flying down the hall at barely perceptible speeds that the camera cannot properly pick up, sending the Atlas out of commission for the foreseeable future directly at the feet of the Apocrypha before the THOUSAND_MARCH goes on to engage the White Witch.> >> -So be it. <The battle does not last long from what the Apocrypha can hear down the hallway it stood in mere moments ago, a few bashes, the sound of yet another charging D/D 288 and final loud clank before everything goes silent, and then the feeling of being watched suddenly does not feel so . . . Unfamiliar.>

>//RECORDING: 5016,CMC.SYLVIASREQUIEM[APMS : : : COMBAT LOG] >//CLEARANCE: APMS-341-A >//checking… >//TRC_ACCEPTED. OPEN RECORDING : : : Y >//BEGIN RECORDING [APMS-341-A]::Target list acquired, Z-341-A. Combat stimulants administering now. [The click of a needle pushing into the injection port in Z-341-A's spine, deployed by APMS-341-A's casket] [APMS-341-A]::Vitals within acceptable parameters, ready for deployment. Confirmation acquired. [A rush of air, the blaring notes of a pipe organ fill the speakers before being caught by the noise filters. A symphony of battle rings through the hangar. Crashing footsteps and the creaking of metal accompany Apocrypha's stalking through the station] [APMS-341-A]::Target lock acquired, communications bay 18. Arriving on location now. Orders are no surviving hostiles. [The shifting of a door sliding open, followed soon by the frantic chatter of five distinct voices.] [OVERLAPPING CHATTER, UNIDENTIFIED VOICES]::Hurry up, hurry the FUCK UP - we have to get this message out, we - who the fuck will even help us?? - Everyone's already fucking here and it isn't doing any fucking good - Union, Albatross, ANYONE, anyone that can fucking help - [APMS-341-A]::Target identification verified. All present targets flagged as hostile. [The sound of a KRAKATOA THERMOBARIC FLAMETHROWER beginning to warm its fuel. The frantic chatter in the room goes silent, the small group finally turning to notice Apocrypha] [OVERLAPPING CHATTER, HOSTILE TARGETS]::wait, no no no NO WAIT WA- [A trigger is pulled. The roaring of flame overwhelms the noise filtering and overtakes the entire recording] >//END RECORDING >//T_SIG : : APMS-341-A //<

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<SUNZI, DESIGNATION;; "THOUSAND_MARCH" ONLINE.> <ENABLING BLINKSPACE LONG RANGE TELEPORATATION. . .> <BLINKDRIVE ENABLED. SLIPPING . . . DESCENDING . . .>

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<On the cameras, a mechanized chassis, formerly a Bastion, made of bone and metal appears, it's lights come online in a bright flash of pink - The machine is hunched over, seemingly de-activated. This quickly changes as the lone set of arms this Sunzi has move towards the chest-hatch of the mech. The chest slowly opens as the Sunzi begins standing up, and the cold-fusion reactor, glowing a bright blue, suddenly shifts hues to a bright pink before rapidly closing in a flash of light.> <As the light fades, the Sunzi stands tall, a second set of upper arms, bearing two miniaturized D/D 288s and a skeletal pilot standing atop the chassis' shoulder.> >> I promised myself to not get involved with this reality's politics. <The pilot suddenly disappears, and as the camera's focus re-adjusts, the mech moves - Afterimages follow every small movement as it sets down an overcharged Blink Anchor. Then a shadow of the THOUSAND_MARCH slowly fades into existence and takes up precious space in the hallway that the Apocrypha stands in, standing right next to the walking instrument.> >> Unfortunately, my patience has limits. <The THOUSAND_MARCH slams it's D/D 288s together, and closes in for the kill.>

>//RECORDING: 5016,CMC.SYLVIASREQUIEM[APMS : : : COMBAT LOG] >//CLEARANCE: APMS-341-A >//checking… >//TRC_ACCEPTED. OPEN RECORDING : : : Y >//BEGIN RECORDING [APMS-341-A]::Target list acquired, Z-341-A. Combat stimulants administering now. [The click of a needle pushing into the injection port in Z-341-A's spine, deployed by APMS-341-A's casket] [APMS-341-A]::Vitals within acceptable parameters, ready for deployment. Confirmation acquired. [A rush of air, the blaring notes of a pipe organ fill the speakers before being caught by the noise filters. A symphony of battle rings through the hangar. Crashing footsteps and the creaking of metal accompany Apocrypha's stalking through the station] [APMS-341-A]::Target lock acquired, communications bay 18. Arriving on location now. Orders are no surviving hostiles. [The shifting of a door sliding open, followed soon by the frantic chatter of five distinct voices.] [OVERLAPPING CHATTER, UNIDENTIFIED VOICES]::Hurry up, hurry the FUCK UP - we have to get this message out, we - who the fuck will even help us?? - Everyone's already fucking here and it isn't doing any fucking good - Union, Albatross, ANYONE, anyone that can fucking help - [APMS-341-A]::Target identification verified. All present targets flagged as hostile. [The sound of a KRAKATOA THERMOBARIC FLAMETHROWER beginning to warm its fuel. The frantic chatter in the room goes silent, the small group finally turning to notice Apocrypha] [OVERLAPPING CHATTER, HOSTILE TARGETS]::wait, no no no NO WAIT WA- [A trigger is pulled. The roaring of flame overwhelms the noise filtering and overtakes the entire recording] >//END RECORDING >//T_SIG : : APMS-341-A //<

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<<𝙰 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗 - 𝙷𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍.>>

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<< 𝙸𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙳𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙳𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙳𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙳𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙳𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙳𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙳𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙳𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙳𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙳𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙳𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙳𝚂 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙳𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙳𝚂! >>

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<<𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝚂 𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷. 𝚅𝙸𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝙰 𝙿𝙰𝚂𝚃. 𝙰𝙽 𝚄𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝙽𝙳 𝙳𝚁𝙾𝚆𝙽𝚂 𝙼𝚈 𝙸𝙼𝙼𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙻 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙼.>> <<𝙼𝙰𝚈𝙱𝙴.>> <<𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚂 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝙽𝙳.>>

>>IS THIS RA.

>>IS THIS FUCKING RA

>>IT SURE FEELS LIKE IT

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[Reality will not shatter for you.]

{But you twist it as if it should.}

[Time will not forget, but you have forgotten the consequences. Perhaps you do not care.]

<<𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙳𝚂 𝙰𝚂 𝙸𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙿𝚄𝙿𝙿𝙴𝚃𝚂. 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙲𝙺𝙴𝙳, 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚃𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙳. 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙸 𝙰𝙼 𝙽𝙾𝚃, 𝙸 𝙴𝚇𝙸𝚂𝚃, 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙸 𝙴𝚇𝙸𝚂𝚃, 𝙸 𝙰𝙼 𝙽𝙾𝚃. 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝚆𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝙿𝙷𝚈𝚂𝙸𝙲𝚂 𝚃𝙴𝙻𝙻 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚂𝙴𝚀𝚄𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙱𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝚁𝚄𝙻𝙴𝚂. 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙱𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙺 𝙼𝙴.>> <<𝙷𝙸𝙳𝙴 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙼𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽𝚂 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙲.>>