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*Baby has had a chill time in the card, and is happy to be held*
[:]D *hugs Baby close*
@) hehe.
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*she hugs back* If there's anything we need to know about aftercare, then yes. *looking at the glitch card* What is that?

|/=^] (:= ][(] 7B3 *take a bit to get lunch all ready*

7BD *Nyx is quick to grab a pbj once everything is ready*

=[|:|33] ThankyoU.

|/=^] I've got lunch for Baby to. *offers lettuce*

( | w | ) >Can I feed them first?;

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@~X not much in aftercare. and this is a big part of what was causing Dots problems. An unusual Sprite with more than 2 prototyping slots. It has a strong association with frequent change...

[!~!] Yea... But, now it's not a part of me anymore. [!u!] And I don't need to deal with my title! It's been wiped clean, so now I don't need to worry about directly knowing and acting on Hopes. hehe, and I can control my face now [^w^] [!u!] no more glitches.

^u^ That's amazing! 0u0 you've helped so much...

38) no pieroblem!

{Prince of Life} We also made Dots a 'P.A.L.'. a 'Postmortem Archive Levy'. Which, is a terrible acronym, but she was concerned about possibly not getting to help some Robots that got their minds locked up.

[!u!] Yea. I have it in my syladex...

>>|? !??!? *sniff*

|? ?

{Prince of Life} so I guess you'll be on your way then. Feel free to call if you ever need to visit again... ? ah? It seems someone wants me to expand upon that... I'm being told its 'Av'. Dots said you were on ill terms... But... Now that the thought has stuck itself in my head to say it...
*they take a moment to think, before sighing*
Nearly everyone here has had The Game take something from them.
I played, because I was told I was supposed to be a Hero of Life. I thought I would be able to help my Mum wake up... But Then, it turned out I was the kind of Prince that can't help a sleeping princess... My friend Bee practically died making a Universe, and the rest of us never got to see it, because we were betrayed... The only reason the rest of us lived, was because none of us knew about how you can come back to life as a god tier; not even the traitor...
But when we found this place, they were able to help my mum wake up. They were able to let us talk to Bee again... And to hear how happy she is.
For everything the Game has taken, this place hopes to give something back...
Thats what this place is to me. And, I hope this place was able to give something back to you, as brief as your stay was... Sorry to take up so much of your time.

[:]) Okay. *passes the lettuce to Jofie*
@)
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...I'm happy for you, that this place has done you and your family well. And I hope that you actually on some level wanted to share that with me, because I know how much having things be brought up before you're ready to share them can hurt. The issue of whether or not acting on every thought that gets stuck in your head is a good idea aside... Assuming that Av is still listening - which of course he is, he always is, especially when he isn't - if he thinks that this has proven anything to me, if he thinks that his incessant need to be right no matter what the physical or emotional cost to other people is doing anything besides piss me off, if he thinks that the results of a game doing something to fix a problem that the game itself caused is going to make me think more highly of it - he is dead wrong. I'm glad for you, that you were able to hold onto your mother. But a factory that makes bombs, even if its energy is sometimes used to power homes, is not excused for the bombs. And those that use that power aren't excused, either. There are always better sources of power and healing than ones that have caused suffering. There has to be, and we have to find them and choose them. Else what's the point of bringing children into this world - to suffer as we did, because we accepted the thing that hurt us and will hurt them as a normal part of the world! How is that right? How is choosing to let someone, anyone, suffer more or longer, when you have other options, ever right?! *turns to the gatekeeper, and the mage* And I'm sorry, if any of that caused any unwanted inspiration here. It's not like I know what I'm doing. It's not like I want to. *to the room as a whole* It's not you I'm angry with, it's the guy hiding behind you, using you, all of you, as some kind of example for me. You all do whatever you like. I'm not your mother. But I am a mother, and I'm going to go take care of my children.
*she turns and leaves*

( | w | ) *carefully offers leaf, while the others continue to eat up*

7BD- =[|:|33] ][] |/=^]

(:= *is happy to keep watch over the area*

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[!~!] goodbye...

0~0 0u0 goodbye.

*with that, Dots and Ribbon follow Sophie out; the exit leading somewhere in the forest, near a large strip of the land that has been cleared... a little investigation should reveal the Crashed Ship, followed by the others having lunch*

*Sophie's words would have an effect, even if it would be relatively small in compare to the number of people living in the city. The Maid with the phone had begun recording once 'The Prince' had begun to tell the story about why they felt thankful for their home, and captured Sophie's speech as well.
Even without directly inspiring a change to the absolute nature of Heart itself, or a change to others, the old fashioned way works to. Out of the small percentage of people who would watch and listen, only a smaller percentage would try to get something meaningful out of it. And out of them, most would be content to go back and forth among eachother, calling into question things such as being handed a lit bomb, and choosing to not harm anyone, but to use it for good, and 'what else is there?', and, 'So Sylphs should really be taken as some kind of unhealthy force? now you're just disrespecting healthcare', countered by actual Sylphs at times who might say, 'Most of the injuries that would absolutely require a Sylph to heal them, are technically usually caused by the game'... A small percentage of those who went back and forth might actually get something out of it, and begin to really think it through...And out of the people who were not content to simply go back and forth, some of them already had doubts, and this is what they needed to hear*
*In particular, 'The Prince' would go home to his mom, and begin to talk to her about it... They don't need this world's Games. But... Where is there to go? For those few who have chosen to cut ties to The Game and The City, this question remains*

Baby: *nom nom nom*
@) *picks up a piece of lettuce*
[:]) *eats their own sandwich while Factor and Jofie take turns feeding Baby*
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*she pauses after a few steps away, taking a moment to calm herself down* I... I appreciate you two leaving when I did, but I would have understood if you stayed there longer, to talk to them. I'm the one who had a problem, not you.

*not much say, other than it being a beautiful day!*
*Lunch should be almost wrapped up soon. Onponn is beginning to gather things to clean up* (:=

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[!u!] Well, even if I missed on the chance to properly thank Cardamon immedietly, making sure you're doing ok is more important.

0u0 I, had a bit of a problem with the place... Maybe not the same ones, but still... Its good to be out sooner rather than later. 0~0 and Cardamon?

[!~!] oh. [!u!] they were the Prince of Life.

}|{ you all left behind the empty Sprite. Thankyou for your aid in the proper completion of Yggdrasil }|{

[:]) @) *all happy*
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...I am happy for them. That they were able to save their mother. I really am. It's just...not the foremost emotion I had upon hearing about it. *shakes her head* What did Av want me to get out of hearing that? I don't care, and I'm sick of his schemes, but I do wonder...
...come on, let's go catch up with the others. We must be close.

[!u!] It'll be ok.

0u0 yea. *Ribbon flies up into the air, just overtop the trees to look, & almost immediately sees the others on the other side of the clearing* This way! ^u^

=[|:|33] ? *sees Ribbon headed over* They'rE BacK! =[|:|DD]

= ! How'd it go? (:=

|/=^] That was fast

][:] *keeping quiet. no need to pester for all the details all at once* ][(]

7B3 *waves hello* 7BD "heehee!"

( | w | ) ? ( | x | ) >Dots doesn't look to different;

*Genral isn't anywhere to be seen. they must be at the Ship*

@D mommies!
[:]? *they're surprised and relieved to see that none of the three who left changed their appearance. They'd started to get used to the trend in which people would disappear for a bit and then come back very different*

Lunchtime, huh? Great idea.

^u^ Hi! *Ribbon flies over to you for a hug*

o:= ! = oop. we had just finished.

[!o!] I know I can eat along the rest of the trip. I'm famished. [!u!] *Dots goes to grab 3 pbjs & a water, happily digging in*

0u0 eating along the way sounds good. I'll have one to.

7B3 *considers eating another sandwich along the last legs of the trek... yea, that sounds good*

=[|:|33] ... =[|] IS EverythinG OK?

[!u!] Yea.

|/=^] *heads over to Sophie* |/=@] How was it. Did anyone happen to help Dots? *calling over to you,* |/=^] Don't forget to hand me Baby when you're done.

( | w | ) ( | x | ) *aw... why does Baby got to go away...*

][:] *finishes with the last of the cleaning, minus a few pbjs and waters for the away group*

[:]D *reaches up with the arm not holding Baby to hug with*
@? @) okaydaddy.

Yes, there were people to help. You know how time can be traveling around here; I think it was longer for Dots than the rest of us. It's... not someplace I plan to go back to anytime soon. *looking at how the others seem to be getting ready to move on* Can we talk about it later?

|/=@] *nods. Later, all the details that may not be best for the relatively Gameless could be gone over*

[^W^] *mmmh, food. Dots is feeling great*

0u0 *stops hugging you* want to fly the rest of the way? *its not to far*

(:= *starts to lead, wanting to see Genral again*

7B3 *taking a moment to stretch. no good to run right after eating*

][:] *hands Ribbon a pbj, before headed over to Sophie* here ya go.

( | w | ) >Could I warp the rest of the way?;

= Lets make sure we all meet up right outside the ship at least if you want to rush ahead.

( | w | ) >thanks; ( > w < ) *zZwoosh- Jofie is out. they can be seen off by the ship, a little ways out of shouting range*

*the visitor draws the attention of Genral, who exits the ship to survey the situation... seems about on schedule*

=[|] *remembers warping... oh well. not to big an issue*

Thanks, Mack.

[:]D Yeah! *hurries over to give Baby to their daddy*
@) here!

|/=^] *they accept Baby, capchaloging them*

*time to continue!*

|8| *Genral is waiting, ready to talk* The room we want is immediately inside. There is not any need to go to any other rooms. Though just to be extra safe, I have already put in a new password for the main control room and disabled the 'wrong password defenses'. |8| You just need to head on in, and get in a P.A.L.

[!u!] *uncapchalogs the device she got, offering it to Genral* here. this could probably help.

|8| *Genral accepts, beginning to check it*

0u0 *carefully lands, walking on in* 0~0

*the inside is well lit, and seems to mostly be made up of solid metal. Numerous round P.A.L. units are to be seen, 2 dozen out & ready for pilots to enter them, with another 10 dozen still stored in round pods, awaiting deployment... and that's just in this Bay alone. There are probably even more elsewhere on this ship*

7BO "WOOOH!" 7BD

=[|] OoooH... BiG PlacE...

(:= stay in here everyone!

( | W | ) >So many PALs!;

][:] *Mack just, floats right on up to one & gets in. a moment's time, and it shifts colors to match Mack's usual Blue & Yellow, plus red highlights, as well as its arms changing some to generate valid tools. little runic rings around the hands, like what Mack gets whenever they're casting... not that they've performed much magic lately*

(Mack) [8]| Loading... Registering return Pilot... ... 'Hello M! You seem to have changed.' [8]|

[:]o Oooh!
@D itchangedcolors!

*notices the "return pilot" thing, but doesn't feel any need to comment on it* What's it like in there, Mack?

][(] comfortable. Been a while since I've had the chance to pilot one of these guys. remembers all my settings. Including being jailbroke. I can set it to external pilot mode easy. ][:] *Mack flips a switch & gets out of the P.A.L., the P.A.L. continuing to look as it did with Mack inside*

(Mack) [8]| do you need me to 'run any gambles'?

][:] nah. its a chill situation. just, wait a bit for now.

|8| You've already bypassed that restriction? that will make this easier. *Genral goes to check Mack's PAL* This should not take long, so feel free to get into your own P.A.L.s

= hmm. *is a bit... impressed? interested? ... but also cautious. Onponn is taking her time, carefully looking into the cockpit*

|/=@] *Valdis is equally cautious, mostly not wanting to be in the process of sitting down if anything goes wrong*

0~0 hmm... *wondering what a P.A.L. will see in her... also, wondering if it'd be better to wait out Genral's 'not long' first, rather than second*

7B3 "heeHeHEE!" *Nyx is excited, & hops on in*

(nyx) [8]| Loading... Registering new Pilot... adapting;

*Nyx's P.A.L. shifts to some fiery Oranges & yellows, with white highlights. the 'screwdriver' ends of the arms shift to Large Drills, and the Hands shift to large cement-like blocks built for crushing. the legs shift to, forming durable tank treads. the eyes shift last, a protective/stylized visor going around its face* [B|]

=[|] OoooH! ThaT LookS FuN. *starting to get in, but its a little tricky with the 3 arms on the base of their lower half. the P.A.L. is trying to widen the seating area, but sitting is a bit tricky even without such complications*

( | w | ) *settles in promptly*

(Jofie) [8]| Loading... Registering new Pilot... adapting; ... Please wait patiently.

*it takes a little more time for Jofie's to load up, but it starts to shift into an aerial design, its surface radiant with energy. the legs shift and split to form wings of energy arcs, the arms split further & elongate to make 7 thin limbs with plain orbs on the ends, and the Body shifts to form a large mouth with 7 visible datacells rotating deeper within* [0 MMM 0]

[!u!] *wants to wait to hear what Genral has to say about the 'solution' she has for them*

[:]? *they're a little overwhelmed by all the changing, and look around and up at their parents for guidance*

*Sophie notices* Want me to stick with you while you try it out?

@) yeah.
[:]) *flies up to a PAL and cautiously lowers themself into a seat*

*Sophie flies after them to hover near the PAL, ready to get them out if anything happens to go wrong*

(H&F) [8]| Loading... Registering new Pilot... adapting; ... Please wait patiently.

*-recognizing form of telepathic ability; recognizing flight; recognizing ability to draw energy from light; recognizing ability to channel {error unknown term; import from pilot} {error handler success} DarkMatter; recognizing ability to {error unknown term; import from pilot} {error handler failure} {Term "control emotions" successfully scanned; unit lacks emotions to control; Import Emotions(copy1)} {error handler success} control emotions; Recognizing associated colors:Purple Yellow; shifting; Must aid Pilot in anything they wish to achieve;*

*Your P.A.L. Shifts to some slight Yellow and Purple highlights, against a primaraly black surface designed to collect additional Light for Factor. It forms wings of a more streamlined design than those of Jofie's P.A.L., and multiple Hatches form about its surface*

*in the pilots seat, the controls shift as well. Plus, some ports move to be right beside ports on Hamnet, for Factor to have access to the body of the P.A.L... These controls are SO Obvious! You can immediately tell what does what. not that you'll exactly need to use controls with the P.A.L. joining in on your mental communications. These will control the arms, these will control the wings... And all these complexly interconnected Dials control the P.A.L.'s emotions. They are all currently at 'null', which isn't even zero. but that can change the moment you choose to change it*

*and if Factor is to try entering the Hatches in the P.A.L, man oh man, it's going to feel pretty powerful! You can stretch many times further and through several more ports at once with the P.A.L. working to help bolster you*

7BD "HeeHEE!" *Nyx is excited! It's one thing to wave around a big drill, but this is on a whole other level! Nyx makes their PAL pose, arms in the air* [B|]

( | w | ) >testing; *Jofie is taking it nice and slow... this, makes one tail move... this, makes the other one move...* [0 MMM 0]

][(] *Mack is just chilling, watching the excitement of being a first-time pilot take place* [8]|

|8| *Genral finds the break Mack made that over rides the 'must have pilot in seat to run' restriction, and pushes it to the rest of the PALs over the wireless system. as simple as flipping a switch to get out and have the PAL remain working*

[!u!] how's the device look...

|8| Perfect. it will be used after everyone here who wants to register a P.A.L. of their own has done so.

0u0 *with Sophie on the watch for You, she gets in her own PAL*

(Ribbon) [8]| Loading... Registering new Pilot... adapting;
*Ribbon's PAL develops a duality, 4 eyes being the first change; on one side, Green, with the arm shifting to have various gardening equipment... The other, White with reds, the arm shifting to have a multitude of medical equipment available... And, the last thing to shift in, a weapon of some kind mounted on the back, seemingly designed to Fire shards of crystal* [::]|

= *wonders about the weapon, concerns rising. But she's still aware of Nyx* Be careful!

|/=@] *Yea, Valdis isn't planning on getting in one till everyone else has*

=[|] *wait, may it'd be easier for Marlow to get in if they left their robotic lower-half behind? They stop trying to get in a moment to try and figure this*

Whoa... You look pretty cool in there. How does it feel?

[:]? *makes the wings flap some, and is intrigued/delighted by the feeling of this thing moving like their own body* [:]D Feels big!

@? *is cautiously eyeing the hatches, considering trying to go through them, but definitely more comfortable inside Hamnet than anywhere else...*

(H&F)*Hello Pilots. What is it that you want to do?* [8]|

][(] HaHa! Yea! ][:] Pretty great, right?

0~0 *a moment's control, and the weapon on Ribbon's PAL retracts* [::]|

( | w | ) ... >Seems all good!; *Jofie flips the switch on their PAL, and gets out*

( | x | ) >Uh; ( | w | ) >Just run some simulations on tail movement for now;

[0 MMM 0] *their PAL accepts the command, working its learning engine to predict how best to not have its tails end up getting knotted*

|8| Onponn. Your PAL may possibly aid in the Taming process like you yourself can. Could you please?

= ok. (:=

(Onponn) [8]| Loading... Registering new Pilot... adapting;

*Onponn's PAL doesn't shift to much... it comes equipped with a port capable of building/dropping smaller-scale models of PALs now, and the arms generate shields... Its biggest change is on the inside, with an immensely souped up MCPU Server. Nice colors to. Yellow and Orange with brown-red highlights*

|8| *Genral immediately gets a ping off the Server, testing it* Good, this will help a great deal.

7B3 *would test a drill on one of the support columns, but... yea. people probably wouldn't like that* [B|]

[!u!] *Dots's Turn! Dots happily climbs on in one, glad that the device she got should work fine*

(Dots) [8]| Loading... Registering new Pilot... adapting;

*the arms shift into simple blobs of metallic matter... whatever tool or shape may be useful will simply be exuded from the mass. The muted Rainbow look works well with the shiny semi-fluid to*

=[|] CoulD I PleasE HavE A LittlE HelP?

|/=@] *starts headed over to help Marlow*