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[diamondhack]

Well. Since we're all in an extreme sharing mood and in a need to air out our differences while making fools of ourselves, why don't we all sit down and have a lovely chat of what us newcomers have missed?

I'm sure it's all very thrilling, as I've been able to gather from these few posts. You're chatty, the lot of you.

I have no drawings or talents to share, for that I only sort-of apologize. I am truly cursed with a lack of imagination.

[She's a huge liar, but what does anyone know? She's been here for a few weeks and has barely caused any trouble so far.

She's not even bothering to introduce herself, who needs introductions anyway?]

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[beautifulspaceraptor]

I arrived when the Moira was parked on planet called Ceta where genocide was happening. A group of natives were being killed because they had an organ that created some kind of amazing and sought after space drug. So. There's that?

Scraplets happened. They're basically bugs that ate any kind powered metal. Native to Cybertron. Lots of damage to the ship.

Afterwards we went to Del-Pascia, a prison station, with the intention of gathering scrap for repairs. The AI had gone rogue and turned the prisoners into mindless zombies using some kind of biological agent. They tried to capture some of our crew. We got out.

And THEN we arrived on the Amissis-Re and there was a scientist there who claimed to have reversed the Ingress. Turns out to not be entirely true: if anyone had stayed in there, they'd have been sucked into some weird multi-verse world-mess insanity.

Which brings us to the now, pretty much. Anything before Ceta, you'll have to ask someone else.

Oh, and there's a monster in one of the cordoned off areas, so if you see any rooms with warning signs on it, don't try to open it.

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[diamondhack]

I'm not sure what I expected but it wasn't that.

Who do I have to thank?

[beautifulspaceraptor]

Not sure! The Ingress' mysterious creators?

[diamondhack]

Ah well. Yes.

I meant who do I have to thank for the information.

[beautifulspaceraptor]

Oh! Hah, well, I am Nihlus. I work down in Engineering.

[diamondhack]

Ah, more of our sort.

Lovely to meet you. Isha Devan, at your service.

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[sketchycharacter]

no talents whatsoever huh. that's totally believable

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[diamondhack]

what can I say I am an acceptable shade of boring.

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[sketchycharacter]

so how do you pass the time then, boring girl? aside from making fun of people on the internet

or is that all you do

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[diamondhack]

That's all I ever do, make fun of people not only on the Internet, but in the world.

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[sketchycharacter]

and here i thought your charming personality would win friends and influence people everywhere you go

[vengeance_driven]

You seem really familiar. I think I might have met you before, or someone like you.

The first thing you probably need to learn is alternate universes are a fucking bitch. This is good warning for a lot of things.

[diamondhack]

I've met a lot of people, love, you'll need to be more specific.

[In which she might be having a slight panic attack because she really doesn't need nameless ghosts showing up in her lifetime again.]

[vengeance_driven]

Another space ship.

But with all of these alternate universes? Is hard to tell anymore.

[diamondhack]

That's lovely, knowing there's another version of me around...

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[that_cost]

Let me in on what you've learned. I've only picked up a thing or two talking to Andrew. I'll tell you about it when I get back to the room.

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[diamondhack]

Well so far it seems every mission from Ceta onwards has been nothing short of an onslaught so.

Best prepare.

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[that_cost]

Better enjoy the vacation while it lasts, then.

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[diamondhack]

So I've heard, yes.

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[that_cost]

I'm heading back to the room in a bit. Need me to grab anything? We can talk more about what we could possibly be dealing with.

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[taselikeabee]

See THAT was what I wanted to ask about.

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[diamondhack]

Perhaps you may need a lesson in tact?

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[taselikeabee]

Tact wasn't really the issue. The stooges interrupting me were.

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[diamondhack]

[Now she's going back to review these things because frankly a wall of offended posts had her scrolling on by...

and it's a lot worse than she even imagined, incredible.]

Isn't it fun to be surrounded by idiots?

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[taselikeabee]

It's the loud idiots that make it "fun."