Event Update: A Palentine's Heart-to-Heart
Posted on February 07, 2024--
*koff*…
Code analysis attempt 119… Wait, no. 120? 118? *koff*… *hchh*… Damn, how many hours has it been…
At least I’ve got the stragglers taking shifts driving the shuttle, since I obviously don't trust autopilot now. Gives me more time to focus on tearing apart the code Specter is using to manipulate the robots – oh, AND the Tatters apparently?! Which, by the way, doesn’t make any wrecked-up sense!
Seriously, what has she done to herself since she went sailing off all those years go? At the time, her code base was similar enough to Rigby’s that they were able to interface with her for their repair attempt, but now…
This isn’t just an unfamiliar programming language, it’s barely language at all! I don't know what the hell I'm looking at!
And that term she tossed out… “thaumatech” – what IS that? I’ve never heard of anything that even sounds like that, but she implied that the station RUNS on it? Since when?!
*koff*… *hchh*… Ugh. Maybe it's time for some food - been avoiding it as long as I can, but even my stomach’s starting to growl… Just gonna duck out real quick, see if there are any of those snack bars left…
Oh, radiant. Someone's outside the ration distribution closet. Hopefully they'll see me coming and sprint away, just like most of those Crust creeps do… Orrrrr I guess they can just sit there like a useless lump, staring into space! How brilliantly-
Wait a minute.
*koff*… Hey, Parasol. You just, uh… sitting?
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Cool, cool. *koff*… Just… need to reach past and grab a quick bite - and hey, it's my only one for the day, so don't get all up in arms at me! Unlike you Crust resource guzzlers, I know how to stick to my share.
And don't worry, I'll be quick – my Tatters won’t, you know, screw with the rest of the food. So I don’t want to hear about it!
