Stay and chat. He needs someone to talk to!

Ask him if he likes your hat. Also inquire as to what other kind of stuff he guards.

Evid Corte 2011/07/14(Thu)15:08 No. 326383 ID: aa6f62
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>>325953
>>325986

"Uh.. So what else do you guard?"

His voice is grainy, as though coming through a filter.

>"Well, the red pod holds a planet cracker. Kept only for science, I presume. If I tried to get that out, the pod would eat my arm off in a moment, and would alert almost everyone."

"Mm." I try to keep my expression civil.

>"Yeah, I think Torcsen managed to get this cleared in the system. Not sure how, but she's pretty resourceful."

What.

Split, my head hurts . I can't stay in here anymore.

>>325950

Gah, I hope not. Anyway..

"Well, it's been fun. Thanks for the hat, but I've got to see a man about a top-secret assignment."

run back to the entrance.

Get the hell out of there!

pretend you're a Kenyan athlete and there's cake at the exit.

Evid Corte 2011/07/14(Thu)20:17 No. 326437 ID: aa6f62
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The consensus seems to be to get the fuck out, and I think I'll make it unanimous: getting the fuck out.

As I go, Orion's voice, so distorted I can barely make it out, calls after me.

>"Hey, if you have the time, don't forget to vis-"

He cuts off, sharply. I don't want to turn around.

I leave.

{animated}

Evid Corte 2011/07/14(Thu)20:43 No. 326443 ID: aa6f62
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I stumble out of the room, my head hurting like it never has before. I don't think there's anything here, but.. I'm having vision problems. I don't know if you can see beyond what I see, but if, somehow, you could lead me.. That would be helpful..

{animated}

run to your left, full speed.

Go left with great haste.

Evid Corte 2011/07/15(Fri)05:12 No. 326550 ID: aa6f62
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>>326456
>>326491

Yes, of course..

In my head, a number of voices reverberate.. Not voices like you, but.. People I've heard before..

Evid. Evid. Mr. Corte. Mr. Corte. Evid. Evid Corte.

If it is possible for you to walk any faster, I suggest you do that now.

it's just trying to make you pay attention to it, so ignore it.

Evid Corte 2011/07/16(Sat)03:37 No. 326810 ID: aa6f62
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I'm trying to ignore it, but.. But it's inside my head..

My goodness, you're as pale as pale as paper. What's happened What's happened What's happened to you?

The voice of a flower shop owner, worried about me..

Walk faster!

Increase gentlemanly pace to damn fast.

it looks fast. try telling it to fuck off, because it's giving you headaches.

>>326810
It's a being constructed out of pieces of reality. One piece was part of the security guard.

It's a fucking MONSTER.

Evid Corte 2011/07/16(Sat)20:40 No. 327049 ID: aa6f62
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>>326551
>>326812
>>326831

Running like I'm still in basic training, check. Somehow it helps clear my head.

I wanna BE with you and BE with you and make BELIEEEEVE with YOOOuouou!

The voice of a drunkard, singing his way home..

May I recommend you recommend you try you try our ship simulator? It's free.

The voice of a diminutive bar owner, offering entertainment..

>>326848

"Kindly.. f-fuck off, sir.." I try to yell, but it comes out weaker than I intended. There comes an immediate response.

You still have to pay, Mr. Corte in fact, that's why I'm here.

An assortment of voices, one after the other, forming a facade of a sentence..

>>327049
Ask what the payment is.

say "put it on my tab!"

Evid Corte 2011/07/18(Mon)04:28 No. 327476 ID: aa6f62
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>>327053

"What's the payment?"

The voices cease momentarily. I believe it's searching for words, but for all I know, it could be focusing on destroying me. Just as I almost think it's gone for good, I hear a voice:

Get ready for.. I can't find the words.

The voices of my third hand and Kithai, intertwined in a mockery of speech..

>>327056

"Put it on my tab!"

I try very hard to not be there anymore.

Ay-veed-veed Coor-tea. Safe safe travels, huh?

The voice of a mispronouncing taxi driver..

>>327476
Look behind you to see if it's catching up.

Evid Corte 2011/07/19(Tue)09:44 No. 328043 ID: aa6f62
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>>327639

I'm ahead of it, I think. I'm not going to stop yet, of course, but I think I can see again. When I open my eyes, I almost have to close them again. Intense light radiates from a figure in front of me, and I hear a voice that sounds like a very old synthesizer, humming a song I haven't heard for a long, long time. It's comforting, yet disturbing, just as the figure is almost angelic, yet eerily inhuman.

It begins to speak, in a voice that does not pause for breath, or to change tone. It's like a melody with one long note.

>Be calm, Evid.

>The thing that hunts you is but a facsimile. A scarecrow.

>It has no hold here. It must borrow. As we all must, save you.

>But we cannot protect. Only guide.

>Stand fast, Evid. Do not fear, for confidence is your greatest weapon.

Though I listen, I don't stop running. The figure steps neatly aside and continues walking toward whatever is behind me.

stop and see what happens. deploy popcorn.

i see. of course. every time you had a surge of confidence you stopped something bad. that swirl of color isn't just a metaphor, you actually summon is as an aura. stop being afraid.

>>328043
You should stop. I don't think you're getting away anyway.

Evid Corte 2011/07/20(Wed)06:54 No. 328565 ID: aa6f62
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>>328054
>>328109

I'll slow down, but I keep making my way toward the elevator at the end of the hall. My eye is on the scene behind me, however.

The bright figure spreads itself out, blocking the.. Thing's way.


>Back down, Patron of the Void! You will not have him!

Words force themselves into my brain, and yet I feel they are not directed at me.

Identify yourself.

The voice of a robotic clerk..

Evid Corte 2011/07/20(Wed)07:16 No. 328566 ID: aa6f62
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The white figure repeats its words.

>Back down, Patron of the Void! You will not have him!

Your presence will be remembered.

A loud burst of static, followed by silence.

Evid Corte 2011/07/20(Wed)07:44 No. 328568 ID: aa6f62
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The silence is broken by what sounds like a very old synthesizer, screaming.

{animated}

>>328568

run.

I cannot think of a good reason why you would do something that isn't running the fuck away in this situation.

Evid Corte 2011/07/21(Thu)07:42 No. 328957 ID: aa6f62
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>>328574
>>328581

Run the fuck away? I can do that.

A voice speaks, this time not inside my head. The synthesizer voice, now mixed with others.

>Fear me, Evid.

>Fear.

>Fear.

>Fear.

It repeats, a steady loop.

yell "i'm in too much of a hurry to be afraid!"

>>328957
>>328983
"You are no gentleman! I have no reason to fear a vulgar nightmare such as you!"
alternatively
"You're already making me late for my duties, so piss off before you piss me off!"

Evid Corte 2011/07/22(Fri)08:42 No. 329482 ID: aa6f62
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>>329204

"You are no gentleman! I have no reason to fear a vulgar nightmare such as you, and you're already making me late for my duties, so piss off before you piss me off!"

I'm almost to the elevator. Just a meter or so more, and I'm safe. Assuming it can't walk through walls. If it can walk through walls, I'm screwed no matter what I do.

You're not getting away. Turn and fight.

nah, keep on struttin.

Evid Corte 2011/07/23(Sat)10:31 No. 330080 ID: aa6f62
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>>329574

I am certainly getting away, and I'm not sure how I could fight whatever is after me. Especially not with this damned headache. But I stamp on one of its.. Arms? I don't even know. It doesn't help much, anyway.

>>329590

Yes! Elevator time is happy time.

He's trying to take your HAT.

get your bladder under control.

Evid Corte 2011/08/18(Thu)01:15 No. 341149 ID: aa6f62
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>>330145

Son of a bitch.

I throw myself into the elevator and mash the get-the-fuck-out button. The door squashes shut, blocking the 'arms' from getting in. Torcsen's voice rings out, though he's not the one speaking.

> You yourself do not know.

Evid Corte 2011/08/18(Thu)01:18 No. 341151 ID: aa6f62
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>You can't go back, Evid.

With that, the voices cease, and the elevator begins its descent.

{animated}

Evid Corte 2011/08/21(Sun)04:20 No. 342053 ID: aa6f62
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And I collapse.

I'm not strong at all. I'm not a gentleman, much as I wish I were. I'm not the kind of man who could be a hero. I don't know what's happening in my life.

I have voices in my head, ones that speak strange things to me. And I believe in what they say.

I can't do this anymore. All I wanted to do was go into space. Just see the stars. Not be tested like this. Not see the coward in me that I never knew was there. I was faced by a monster, and all I did was run.

This is somebody else's job. Not mine.

I'm just Evid Corte. That's it. That's all I can be, and until recently, it's all I needed to be. But not anymore.

Now, I don't know who I'm supposed to be.

But I do know this.

Evid Corte 2011/08/21(Sun)04:22 No. 342054 ID: aa6f62
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>>333552

My bladder is fine.

hehehe. anyway, it seems your emotions make these things react.

Evid Corte 2011/08/29(Mon)03:33 No. 343695 ID: aa6f62
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>>342093
Emotions? I.. I suppose. I'm not sure what just happened to me. But I do know I'm getting out of here. It's been a long hour.

Hey there, Evid. I hope you had a good time in there, but you should get going now. You only have {TEN} minutes to get to the Grand Auditorium. This bot will now erase all records of your presence here, including this program.

Shitbiscuits of the Silmarillion.

The Grand Auditorium is fifteen minutes away, and that's if I run.

any faster ways? like a turbo-tube or some future shit?

Ride the robot there like a mechanical bull.

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Sorry, anybody that cares about this! My computer died, so it might be a few more days before an update. Once I do start again, I probably won't have any issues for a while.

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