WEEK 3: DECOMMISSION

[dropoffs]

WEEK 3 EMERGENCY

HOSTILE ENTITY DETECTED.

 

ALERT: EMERGENCY IN SIM & GRAV ROOM. 1 HOSTILE ENTITY DETECTED. LOCKDOWN SEQUENCE FAILED. SYSTEM REBOOT FAILED.

LIFE SUPPORT STABLE. CLIMATE CONTROL UNSTABLE.
SIMULATION PROCESSING & VALIDATING SYSTEMS OVERLOADING.

WARNING: PROCEED WITH CAUTION CAU░̴░̵░̴░̵░̴ C░̴░̴TIO░̴ CA░̴░̴ION AS̴C̴E̶ND CAUTI░̴N C̴░̴░̴░̴ON EIKO̴N C̴AU░̴I░̴░̴ CA░̴T̵I̴O░̴ DOMINAN̷T̸ CA░̴░̴░̴░̴ C░̴UT░̴ON CA░̴░̴I̵O̵N̴ A̴E̴THER C░̴░̴░̴░̴ION CA░̴░̴░̴░̴N CA░̴░̴░̴N D̸R̴E̶A̶D̶WYRM...

MANDATORY CREW DEPLOYMENT IN CASE OF NEEDED REINFORCEMENTS. SR. CREW DESIGNATIONS PLEASE BE ON STANDBY. CRE

As the clock begins to wind towards 1:00 PM, things on the ship are... quiet. Some of you are with the convicted in the brig, waiting, waiting, and the Senior Crew among you are just as tense. A few sit in the brig alongside you, while others wait outside. Hope against hope, right? That maybe something can be done.

A pair of pneumonic hisses, different in pitch this time—and the convicted is simply gone. The Eudora's AI calls out across the ship for a state of emergency in the Sim & Grav room. Even if you don't make your way to the location willingly, you find your feet taking you there.

The eerie, orange glow of the empty space greets you, filled with a faint, pink haze when you first arrive. You're brought to the main, largest room, used for large group simulations and zero gravity runs, where a sweet scent lingers as the pink haze fades. However, it is not empty... And it is not blank.

When the crew enters, they find themselves in the center of what looks like a massive tapered dome, spindly and tightly wound where they can't get a glimpse of the outside scenery. Its crystalline walls are a light pink in color with fiber grooves running along it. The floor is clear like glass and what they see below are threads of light and clusters of crystal stamens.

A voice echoes, "Return home, Dion... It's time to show the world the true power of Sanbreque."

Instantly, the protective shimmery barrier covers the crew in asylum when Dion appears in the arena with his lance. Only two may cross to the world beyond.

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Comments

[discomfort]

[ WELL. YURI'S DOWN.

... ]

There's still a chance...

[ come on, phoenix. ]

[pyromance]

[ COME ON PHOENIX!!!!! ]

[discomfort]

[ it would just be SUPER embarrassing to die in two comments after turning into a super cool giant fire bird so owner is going to hope that yuri is fine for her sake ]

[pyromance]

[ SO TRUE!

they can continue to watch together, as bahamut goes after nodd next. ]

...

[discomfort]

-- oh! There she goes!

[ PROBLEM SOLVED THEY DON'T HAVE TO AWKWARDLY AVOID DISCUSSING HOW LAME HER DEATH WAS ]

[pyromance]

[ he nods. ]

She can do this. I believe in her resolve.

[ DON'T EAT SHIT AGAIN YURI ]

[discomfort]

Mm. All we can do is support from this side.

[pyromance]

Yes. ...Though, I wish it weren't that way.

[ let him fight the dragon he farms stormterror weekly for mats ]

[discomfort]

[ .... man can nodd also get a true transformation....

owner is thinking this but doesn't say it out loud ]

[pyromance]

[ no that's fair, they should both be that bitch ]

[discomfort]

[ he continues to watch... this really is some fantasy bullshit. ]

Ah...

[pyromance]

[ this is all within the realm of possibility to diluc? ]

...May this all end soon.

[ he does not sound happy when he says it but honestly who is in this bar ]

[discomfort]

[ owner nods, watching, and then donald duck is here with zettaflare. ]

... oh!

[pyromance]

[ DON'T LIKE THAT! ]

...I don't like the look of that.

[ text to speech. ]

[discomfort]

... not really.

[ just muttered quietly as they see yuri on the ground. ]