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[tookashirototheknee]

[Not long after the Liminal Space Transition, a voice comes through the network. He's not shouting by any means, and there's the monotone-robotic sound of someone who is quite unfamiliar with the network.]

oh stars, there's people in my head, and there was that room and everything there, and I don't know if I'm dead, and I'm looking at a flying saucer, and what even is going on, where am I

why are there people in my head, who is everyone, what the shit did Haggar do this time.....

[The ramble goes on for a while, getting increasingly panicked]

Shitposting has consequences

[haremtrap]

Okay guys very important question so stop what you're doing and listen up. Battle lines are about to be drawn in the sand.

Now tell me, fellow travelers: Are muffins cakes?

[like half an hour later, after Kohaku realizes that Ako is now in the game]



I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I don't have time to explain. If I live through the next hour I'll explain. If not...

...good luck to you all.

[The line goes dead as Kohaku focuses on hiding. She's a fool to try. There's no escape from this.]

(no subject)

[claudiometer]

...So, interesting thing, and anyone who knows a thing or two about music storage media can help me figure this out - I see records, and cassette tape cows, but nothing newer.

Anyone else spotted CDs or anything? And if not, do we take that as a hint?

A public service announcement and a request.

[eldritchwheelies]

Hey all. Been a while. It's Madoka Mawaru. First Jaunt Harrowgate, last Jaunt before getting Dungeoned I spent on the Grid as the Malware/Automaton Defenses Optimization and Compiler App. Sorry to worry you - I just came back from talking with Best Pony. How long have the Champs been so blatant?

Anyway. Come find me. I'll be around - gonna charge my phone, then see if someone put up a place to stay or can make food.

A little bit later, there's something like a mental groan.

...One last thing. I didn't want to have to ask this, but... I was worse than useless as I was, Infiltrated in Harrowgate and the Grid.

Every single traveller here has blanket permission to shock my Overlay out of a Jaunt, using whatever it takes to do it. I know... at least one way to do it, though I normally wouldn't recommend it.