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thisavrou2017-05-15 10:52 am
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Video - May 14th - Early morning
Mother.
[ Nihlus looks extremely nauseated, even under all the neon green. ]
It's name is Mother. The emptiness is gone now, I don't- I can't- find it again-
[ Here, he stops for a moment, running his hand over his crest, trying to regather himself, trying to regather his thoughts. They'd scattered the moment the recording started and it was so hard to find the words to describe everything that'd happened in the past couple of hours. ]
I am Nihlus Kryik. One of people who'd been part of the diplomatic venture to Asteroid 276.
The Ingress glitching had given me temporary powers, similar to what many of you seemed to have experienced.
On top of a myriad of other abilities, I was able to form a psychic link and establish... contact with what I believe to be the source of the contaminant. Whatever the being is, this Mother, they are linked to illness we'd gotten from that station.
And they are hostile.
If you have any form of psychic abilities, do not try and connect with it. It is dangerous and it can pull you deeper under its thrall if given half the chance to. Its intentions are unclear, but whatever the may be, they do not seem particularly friendly.
Please. Keep in network contact with someone uninfected, either a friend, family or a medical professional. Anyone who is available to monitor you. Report to them any changes in your condition.
[ He pauses for a moment, just staring at the TAB, trying find some angle to make everything he'd just said not sound as horrifying as they did. But there's nothing he can think of. ]
... Take care of yourselves.
[ Spirits, he really hopes he's wrong. ]
[ Nihlus looks extremely nauseated, even under all the neon green. ]
It's name is Mother. The emptiness is gone now, I don't- I can't- find it again-
[ Here, he stops for a moment, running his hand over his crest, trying to regather himself, trying to regather his thoughts. They'd scattered the moment the recording started and it was so hard to find the words to describe everything that'd happened in the past couple of hours. ]
I am Nihlus Kryik. One of people who'd been part of the diplomatic venture to Asteroid 276.
The Ingress glitching had given me temporary powers, similar to what many of you seemed to have experienced.
On top of a myriad of other abilities, I was able to form a psychic link and establish... contact with what I believe to be the source of the contaminant. Whatever the being is, this Mother, they are linked to illness we'd gotten from that station.
And they are hostile.
If you have any form of psychic abilities, do not try and connect with it. It is dangerous and it can pull you deeper under its thrall if given half the chance to. Its intentions are unclear, but whatever the may be, they do not seem particularly friendly.
Please. Keep in network contact with someone uninfected, either a friend, family or a medical professional. Anyone who is available to monitor you. Report to them any changes in your condition.
[ He pauses for a moment, just staring at the TAB, trying find some angle to make everything he'd just said not sound as horrifying as they did. But there's nothing he can think of. ]
... Take care of yourselves.
[ Spirits, he really hopes he's wrong. ]
no subject
[ Considering what Indoctrination had done in his universe, Nihlus doesn't really want to think about what might happen here. ]