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Jun. 10th, 2026 04:27 pm
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Hey! It's Kotone here. Wow! I guess it's been a while! I'm a second year highschool student.

Given our current circumstances, I really should try to get to everyone better. (˶>⩊<˶)

I know something that might brighten our spirits! Why don't we play a game?



Two truths and a lie!

My favorite music is pop
I dislike pork ramen
I enjoy going to the arcade

Ok! Your turn!
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I-Is this thing on? [A deep sigh of relief can be heard from the other side of the line before falling into a brief moment of silence.] Thank goodness it is ... OK, now that it's working ...

Hi. Some of you have met me a while back when we were currently dealing with the mechanical t-rex problem, and that was when I first arrived here in Revan. Anyways, the name's Rock, Rock Light, and I'm one of the newcomers who have since become a part of the Convoy, what one would call a Drifter.

Recently, I've been talking to Raph about what was going on in Revan and he brought up the time that he and a few other Drifters almost got swallowed alive by a sentient, man-eating skyscraper. In all honesty, it got the gears in my processor turning and it led to all sorts of questions. Sadly, Raph wasn't able to answer them all due to how quickly everything escalated to, so he told me that I could ask the other Drifters around to see if they can pitch in.

So, here's the thing that we're all looking into ... was that building ... did it have any form of ties to the Steel Wardens? I know for sure that the skyscraper had shared a few common traits with the mechanical t-rexes, so I wouldn't be super surprised if the Wardens have also made that building come to life and target the rest of us. Though, that might be just me speculating on the matter as I haven't personally experienced being chased down by such a monster.

And besides, for those who still remember ... what exactly do you know about that building other than that it tried to eat everyone tied to the Convoy? Let me know if you still have something about it, as it would be of great help if you do.

Thanks.

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May. 6th, 2026 07:47 pm
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Hello, this is Nicole if we haven't met before, but I'll get straight to the point.

We're due to leave Nirvana in a few days, and I reckon we should review what information we've learned before we're gone, and can't go back for any last-minute extensive research. But before that: the road ahead is going to be dangerous, and I have a dubious weather forecast for the next week and a half. Dubious, I say, because this is Revan. Things can change on a whim's notice.


[ An assortment of forecast data is attached. Hooray! ]

Now: information.

Logs of Excessive Detail
Info on our personal backgrounds, alongside records of Convoy activity. The latter was scraped from the Convoy itself, but doing some digging reveals the former was edited by various moon warps.

Yes, you read it right. Somehow, space-time has synchronized with the data centers each time a moon warp occurs, and that uploads information into the database. Information that is suspiciously specific to our personal backgrounds prior to arrival. I'm unsure if this was an intended feature of Nirvana's security or not.

Visions
As no small number of us powering the entertainment districts may testify, the sparks from reactivating its buildings provided visions of Nirvana being built on ruins over time. Said ruins unearthed themselves from the moon warp, providing visions of their own.

They also apparently had a chance of spawning something from the mural itself, so consider yourself lucky if you were spared from that.

Ancient building visions reveal that power was drawn from the transformed, shaped in a manner that could advance their technology. Some hacking into the system reveals they were the origins of Steel Warden technology and Silver Tears wards. Their murals also depicted an unshattered moon, and by how grandiose these structures are, this was not a localized belief. If you have received something else from these visions or have discovered something else in these structures, please let us know.

Nirvana's Inner Sanctum
Some of us have been to the library, full of knowledge on the Steel Wardens and the Silver Tears. It's probably repetitive information, though I've taken the liberty of recording each book to upload into the Convoy's database. Peruse at your own whims.

Hacking into Nirvana had another set of results. We now know about the older city records, but:
  • The presence of the Convoy explicitly tempers with summoning circles made by their rogue members, ensuring they give us free will.
  • I also found schematics for the Convoy itself, mapping how exactly it works. It's meant to shield us from the worst of Revan's environment, though it's not entirely perfect. It's still a feat, considering the heavy dimensional warping surrounding the circles, but it should speak of Nirvana's knowledge on how to manipulate it. I'm sure that for those of us who want to go home, that's crucially important, and should be questioned further.
  • The Midnight Impact: there are three successive calamities in total. Midnight has been assigned to the predicted complete shattering of the moon, the prior two calamities being named the Dusk Impact, and the Dawn Impact. Dawn came first, then Dusk, and now we have Midnight.
Some of you have spoken more personally with our generous radio host as well. If he's left you with anything, feel free to share.

Sigil Knowledge
While we're around people, I decided to question around concerning sigils, as they're used everywhere around the city. As it is an extensive study, I have logged my rough findings here for those curious. Do not be surprised if Nirvana residents appear to be a little question-weary when I'm around. :P

The short of it, is that each sigil corresponds to a family of monsters, and are meant to combat against Stasis. With everything out of balance, however, Stasis has resulted in the creation of Husks, so use of multiple sigils is mandatory to dilute an overabundance of one aspect, and to prevent the transformation into a Husk. Except for us, for some reason. It's been stressed already we're a unique circumstance, that our one sigil is enough, alongside our wider variety of adaptations.

Now, to combine previous knowledge. There's the Midnight Impact for one, there's an entity from it malevolent to us for two, and—if the collection of data is anything to go by—knows us very, very well, for three. Some of us have also witnessed what seems to be a gargantuan beast made up of moon shards at the end of this month's moon warp, located on the distant horizon.

I found it odd that Nirvana seems to be built so close to such an anomaly, but its construction on these previous ancient ruins was purposeful. If this is the very entity from the moon the Silver Tears revere, I suspect it's been reanimating itself with each moon warp to draw closer to Nirvana.

Maybe... that's why we're their last hope.

Suffice to say, we have our work cut out for us. Previous experience tells me we may end up in a "final boss battle" situation, and I suggest to prepare and take care of ourselves the best we can. Even without that, the Steel Wardens and Silver Tears are still active, and we should know how those will go if we encounter them. Reviewing previous logs in the Convoy may also be useful if we can no longer glean information from the city.

I am currently in the Convoy's Digital World to sort out this information, but if anyone needs assistance in-person, I'm the mobian/bipedal lynx. Thank you for your time.
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*with the whole hitting up Nirvana thing and it NOT being the actual end of the road trip from hell, there were still lots of things to do. While others poured over information and the like, Raph braved the roads when the storms around the area weren't too bad. His bike was strong enough to take it and he had a feeling there was more to discover on the outskirts before they all moved on*

*even if he didn't have much luck, he parked at one point to radio in, since the winds made chattering to the rest of the convoy difficult at times*

Not much luck finding anything worth looking at within the agreed upon scouting range. I'd keep going but I know we're going to leave in the next few days so we'll be going further out anyway.

I'll be doublin' back in a few since I need a break.

I swear the terrain out here is trying to rattle me right outta my she--

*right in the middle of his report back, there's a sickening CRUNCH that cuts him off, following only with a scream of pain as the radio goes quiet for now as he dropped for the time being as another new monster form decided to sneak up on him*



[OOC: I promised I'd get this up before next event but Raphie's got double trouble coming his way. He'll pick up the radio to answer people who audio's back at him after he catches his breath but this boy's getting his scarab wings! :D Which means his shell's cracking to accommodate it. Otherwise you can come find him if you want.]
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Hi, it’s Ren. Short PSA for everyone - if you see this guy out and about, DO NOT try to take him on.

[ATTACHMENT (pretend this is a photo instead of a video, also it’s very nsfw)]

This is a pretty nasty Shadow from my home world, and he is not in a mood to negotiate. Trust me, I already tried. It didn’t go well. So if you come across him, don’t engage. If you get cornered, message me and I’ll come find you.

Also, he may or may not still be wearing that hat. If he’s not, I’m very sorry for what you’ll be subjected to seeing.
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[ In the picture, Haru's got damselfly wings now, and softly glowing eyes, but otherwise she's the same ax-swinging princess who's here to make sure everyone eats well. ]

Hi, everyone! Great news: the veggies in my van are ready for picking! Please help yourselves, but make sure to leave enough for everyone. This is for all of us, after all!

I'm going to leave the van unlocked so everyone can come and go whenever you're able. Remember, it's the light purple van near the middle of the Convoy, and yes, it's bigger on the inside!

I may or may not be there. I'm going to be looking around for more seeds or plants I can take cuttings from.

Please stay safe, everyone!
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Gooood afternoon, Drifters!

Just dropping a little note giving a big 'thank you' for the incredible turnout for movie nights! It's my intention to keep them going for as long as I can for our little road trip, as I enjoy catching a good movie as much as anyone else! As always: You can Trust Me with your entertainment!

...But that aside, I've heard a few mumblings and rumblings about a 'shark monster' seen pressing its nose to the Convoy's windows and generally hovering over any Tom, Dick and Harry, and I want to set the record straight.


[A throat clear. Then, all composure sails completely out the window:]


That's my puppy! His name is Shok.wav. Isn't he great!? He knows so many tricks and is smart as a whip! He's not fully grown yet- not sure about max size, as he's the only one of his kind- but he eats like a pig and doesn't seem to be slowing down at all!

If you see him, just wave at him, y'know? He likes people, but he's sensitive. Don't hurt his feelings. Lastly, just ask before you pet, though. We have a routine for it so he doesn't get overstimulated; he gets mouthy.
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[ The feed turns on mid-shake. For a few moments, it’s just Adam waaay too close to the radio — golden eyes blazing, halo flickering erratically like bad Wi-Fi. Summoning a small reflective portal that, if you are looking towards his vehicle, you'll be able to see the projection on the side of the bus like a tv screen. ]

...Is this thing on?

[ He pulls back abruptly, revealing plush leather seats, LED strips lining the ceiling, and tinted windows showing the skyline rolling past outside.

A tour bus.

A. Tour. Bus.

Adam drags a hand down his face. ]


Okay. Shit. Hi. Hello. First Man, here. Head Exorcist. Commander of Heaven’s most elite fuckin strike force. You may know me from such hits as ‘Annual Extermination’ and ‘Wrath of God: Live in Hell.’

[ He gestures vaguely upward, before he leans toward the camera again. ]

Minor development. Um, I died!?. Which — sidebar — was not supposed to happen to me. I’m Adam. Thee fuckin man. I’m the template. I’m the original DLC.

[ His halo sparks weakly at that... Snaping his fingers to find the usual light he can project, isn't quite as strong, or divine... ]

... You've got to be fuckin kidding me! Are my fuckin powers glitching!?

[ He snaps again. A sad, sad little puff of light flickers and dies. Adam stares at it, they eyes of his mask clearly twitching out of frustration. ]

Oh, that’s cute. That’s fuckin adorable. Who nerfed me? Which bitch thought that was funny?! Oh~ I know~ ‘Let’s take the most powerful angel in existence and put him on spectator mode.’ Ha fuckin ha...Hilarious. Gold star even.

[ He stands, nearly hitting his head on the ceiling, considering he's what? ten feet tall? ]

And why the fuck am I in a tour bus? I mean, I get it, I fuckin rock, bruh, but seriously?

[ Adam spins the camera around dramatically. Mini fridge. LED display. Velvet curtains. ]

Do you see this shit? This is not a prison. This is not a battlefield. This is a musician’s midlife crisis on fuckin wheels. Whose idea was this? Did Heaven file me incorrectly or some shit? Did Hell go, ‘You know what would really humble him? Fuckin interior decorating.’...

[ Outside the window, the unfamilar scenery flash by. Adam freezes. Summoning a golden apparition of an Excorsist to drive the bus while he has a meltdown... ] ...Oh. [ Loooong pause. ]

Oh, you have got to be fuckin kidding me.

[ He marches down the aisle as the bus rumbles forward. ]

No. No no no. I do not wake up dead — which is already offensive — and immediately get road-tripped through some shithole like I’m on some fuckin redemption tour! I don’t do redemption arcs, bitch!

[ He stops, points at the camera then after a beat; ]

I fuckin end them!

[ Summon his wings out of frustration — there’s a sharp flare of light — and then they sputter into existence, not smaller, just slightly translucent, almost tearing through the sides of the bus. Adam looks over his shoulder, grunting. He flexes them experimentally. They twitch. Weaker than usual. His expression goes from disbelief to incandescent rage in about half a second. ]

...Why the fuck is this thing so compact!? Oh, this shit is fuckin sabotage! [ He storms back to the camera, squints at the screen like he can glare through dimensions. ]

For the record? I am not impressed. I am not fuckin humbled. I am not learning a fuckin lesson. I am temporarily inconvenienced, bruh! If anyone from Heaven is watching this — fix this shit. Now! Patch the fuckin update, dude! Roll back the nerf! I don’t care what paperwork got lost. Just fuckin fix this shit!

[ The bus hits a bump. He stumbles slightly, and Adam catches himself — barely. A flicker of something crosses his face. Confusion. Disorientation. He masks it instantly, straightening up and brushing invisible dust off his robes. ]

...Okay. New plan! If I’m stuck in this new fuckin Hell? Fine! Field trip! I’ll figure out who authorised this cosmic joke, I’ll get my full power back, and then I’ll personally remind this entire fuckin plane why my name used to make cities shake!!

[ A slow, sharp grin spreads across his face. Adam leans closer to the lens, eyes blazing gold. ]

And if I have to conquer it again to make that point? Guess we’re going back on fuckin tour then, huh?

[ The halo flickers harder as the feed fades out. ]


[ ooc: Adam is struggling with his arrival here. He comes with some trigger warnings, which are labelled in his journal if you want to take a look! Also, happy to plot or assume Adam was spotted around during this month's event! ]
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Greetings all, it is I, Donatello.

Did you know that this Convoy actually has a database full of delicious information? ...okay, maybe not delicious, actually a lot of it is concerning and disturbing WELL HEY it's even more so now!

...

....that...wasn't what I was going for, but anyway!

So I don't know who all is morbidly curious enough to see what all this thing has been compiling of the local fauna- a.k.a. the monsters we've been running into, but it's there. I'm trying to see if I can get the AI to support an audio version. Any volunteers for reading?

Ah, but Donnie's not done yet-

I have also updated the database to include all those lovely details that have been gathered from the latest library in regards to our various transformations, and the possible creatures that we are becoming. Mind, it also includes some contradicting opinions as I can only guess originate from our favorite Wardens and Tears, but after coming from Fort Contradiction, that is hardly a surprise.

For ease of browsing, I've set up a rudimentary terminal in the main Convoy.

You're welcome.


((OOC: Should be no surprise that he's dove headfirst back into things and resumed his horrible sleeping habits because he needs to feel productive. So basically the information in the bestiary and on the various monsters from the guide are available ICly.))
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[There's the sound of a clap here, one accomplished meeting of palms.]


Good evening, Drifters...!

Are your evenings feeling a little dull? Do you find yourself with extra time? Sick of staring at a fucking wall, dick in your hand, counting the cracks and waiting for sunrise, when the Convoy fires up again and we all carry on to whatever fresh Hell awaits us down the road?

Then allow me to interrupt your evening routine with a formal invitation: Aboard the Convoy itself at 7 sharp on a nightly basis, I will be putting up a screen to air one of a number of movies I keep among a personal collection. Action flicks, thrillers, horror, mystery, comedy, monsters marauding through the cities, and so much more are on offer, and will be selected at random for a little kick!

Got a request for a particular movie? Weeell, that's a little tricky considering we're all from different worlds, but I guarantee I probably have something a little close to what you're craving if you give me a synopsis to mull on.

In the future, once it stops being cold enough to freeze off your fingers and toes, my plan is to take the movie nights outside in a drive-in format, allowing all to tune in to the evening's offer from the comfort of their respective vehicles. Wouldn't that be nice...?

At any rate, I plan on starting things off tomorrow night with one of my personal favorite films, so give it a little thought.

But rest assured: You can trust me with your entertainment!

...

Oh, and if you see a big iguana-looking monster running around here, he's a new Drifter and kind of a Big Deal. He's also a good boy, so don't be an asshole.
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[It's been a couple of days after the beginnings of the expeditions into the strange complex. The radios click to life as they always do late one night, but there's a bit of low-buzzing static, like the hum of a connection struggling to remain steady.]

...Anyone mind filling me in on what the FUCK is going on??

Nothing in the files I read mentioned combining into some super-monster and getting a direct mental link all the while. I would have appreciated a little heads up ahead of time!

[A sigh. It's exhausted.]

...Also- anybody find any cigarettes lately? I'm all out and need to bum one. Or trade for it. Whatever.

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Jan. 4th, 2026 05:08 pm
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Hello, everyone. My name is Haru. I haven't been here very long, but I received some information that I think all of us should know.

We'll be arriving at a former Steel Warden stronghold soon. I was told we'll be able to refuel there. That's good, of course, but we must also be very careful. There will probably be traps there, and although I wasn't specifically told as much, I think we can assume that a we'll find things that will be dangerous to us, even if that wasn't their original intent.

I apologize if you're hearing this for the second or third time, or so. But I believe it's important that all of us be aware of what lies ahead. Please plan ahead before going anywhere in the facility. We should make sure there's always a way out or someone to help if needed.

Let's stay safe as we journey onward.

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Dec. 21st, 2025 05:23 pm
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[The radio buzzes to life not long after the radio broadcasts that intercepted the convoy. When Akechi speaks, his voice carries a slightly agitated edge.]

This is Akechi.

[...]

So. I don't know about the rest of you, but I just had the 'pleasure' of speaking with the head of the Steel Wardens, and I learned quite a few interesting things.

First, it appears that they culled an entire bloodline. The bloodline of the Silver Tears witch who evidently had a hand in fracturing the moon. Evidently, the Wardens also got "warped" as well, which may be in part why they replace their organic tissue with machinery, though they also claim to do it in order to ward off Stasis.

The Stasis, it seems, is fast acting and can take its host in less than a day. Perhaps we ought to consider ourselves lucky, but I find it curious that the Warden leader retains his autonomy, yet all the stooges we've faced are just a step away from mindless killing machines.

[Pausing, he hums.]

He claimed that the 'work' in the tunnels was intended to harvest energy and revert the moon, yet that hardly excuses the souls trapped below. Moreover, he referred to Nirvana as a 'fool's sanctuary.'

[So, those are the facts, which brings him to his next point...]

That is solely my experience, however. I'm curious what the rest of you learned. Now is the time to collect information, as this is the clearest lead we've received in some time.

[Audio]

Dec. 5th, 2025 04:59 pm
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Test, test. Test, test. One, two. One, two.

[For those who come from worlds with television, the voice is distinct: It bears the cadence of someone who has addressed cameras on news and maybe even the weather, crisp and professional.]

Right. Straight to the point: I go by Vox, and I'm doing a little outreach. I'm curious about the salvaging situation, namely in scrap metals or any other fine parts, and looking to keep my hands busy.

Let's just say I'm technologically savvy.

[One can hear the grin in the voice, maybe even the little eyebrow wiggle. What CAN be heard is something akin to metal tapping a rhythm upon a nearby surface.]

That aside: What eludes to a degree that vexes me is a bit of stitching. Got an associate back home- a real witch with a sewing needle- who would kick my ass for trying, so anyone who can keep something from falling apart is invited to get in touch for something else I'm working on.

[Tap tap tap.]

...So is that dinosaur moose thing a regular feature around here, or did I have a really unlucky smoke break?

[Audio]

Dec. 1st, 2025 10:07 pm
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Hey, it's me again. Donnie. [He feels the need to tag that on as he considers what he wants to talk about here.]

...I know it's not going to get any easier the farther we go. That carnival was... Well. If you know, I doubt you need a reminder. But it's only proof that we don't know what more we'll be coming across, and how badly anything will affect us.

It's bad enough there aren't many warnings for the things that do change us, but it's worse when we don't even realize it. Maybe you remember back in the desert, something was messing with our heads, making us forget things, or think we've lived in this screwed up world all this time.

Leo and I made some notes to ourselves- records, basically, written and recorded. Something to help us remember the truth, who we are if we lose ourselves again. But after the carnival...

...

I don't think it's enough. Not if we won't be able to remember to listen or read those testaments. I know we're pulled from all sorts of places, but I don't think any of us want to forget who we are- we can't forget. So I think it'd be beneficial for all of us if we recorded something about ourselves, something we'd think would help us remember, if the worst case ever happens.

You can write it or say it- I have means to keep both, I'll save it on file too, just in case. But it's something we can have on hand. In case any of us slips...

And even if we can't remember ourselves, at least-

At least other people can. And maybe we can help each other.

[He falls silent for a moment, drawing in a deep breath before he lets it out slowly.]

A-anyway, let me know if you need anything or you can just find me at the Turtle Tank. I'm finishing up a strongbox to keep things in. Maybe we can put it in the main train.

...

Donnie, out.

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Nov. 24th, 2025 06:28 pm
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Hi, it’s Ren again. Got a couple questions for the crowd.

1. Do any of you know anything about food preservation? My knowledge starts and stops with the freezer, and that’s getting pretty full. There’s still a lot of food here that we can collect to take with us when we leave. We should probably try to take advantage of that.

2. Do you believe in fate? This one’s just personal curiosity. Feel free to elaborate on why or why not.

Also, I made stew. Stop by the kitchen if you want some.
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Greetings, fellow convoy-ers. ...okay that didn't sound right ANYWAY-

I've been thinking we need better jammy-jams than whatever haunted soundtracks the Convoy decides to play for us, because even the worst of road trips needs some sort of music to help hold us over.

...of course since it's limited to whatever MP3s I've got on my phone, I hope that at least some of you have a taste for techno and eighties pop music. But if anyone else has happened to have some of their own music on hand, I will be happy to add it to the collection.

Ah, you say, but Donatello- how will we listen to your amazing tracklist? We've sorely neglected the localized radio network for other potentials- don't get me wrong, it's important getting the creepy messages whenever the thing picks them up, and yes, communication is a priority, but porque no las tres?

You are welcome to tune into the station, frequency seven-three-three-seven, at any time, barring any power outages of course.
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[ It arrives far too late to really save many people from cactaur posing issues. But still. ]

The stockpile of edible vegetables in the kitchen are sorted and labeled.

Some plants I don't recognize. They are marked unknown.


[ That is all. Anyone who decides to go check will find that at the time of that message, someone had gone to the trouble of separating and labeling all the vegetation stored in the kitchen. Recognized plants are named, unrecognized are sorted. But all are given 'Edible', 'Inedible', or 'Unknown' tags by human standards.

There is one container filled with a certain fleshy looking 'vegetable'. Cactaur. Edible. Eat at own risk. ]

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Sep. 22nd, 2025 04:18 pm
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Sooo if anyone else was having memory problems like I was, turns out the oasis near here can fix that if you drink from it. Just be fast, because those weird little cactus guys aren't very friendly... Yeesh, why does every plant here want to kill us?

Anyway, I feel like we need some kind of... storytelling club around here. Me 'n' Eddy had a pretty good time swapping stories from home, and I think it'd help us all get to know each other better if we shared in bigger groups. Just not your research papers, you nerds. I'm talking about actual fun stories! Like movies you liked or just funny stuff that happened back home. Actually have some fun around here for once.

Just because we're stuck in an apocalypse doesn't mean we have to be boring about it!

Anyway, Leon over.

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Sep. 19th, 2025 04:31 pm
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This is Akechi.

In light of our recent trip to the library, I thought it pertinent to take this time to share relevant information and discoveries. There's quite a bit to unpack.

To start, there's this curious passage here:

"Wardens of Nirvana argue over this, say we can’t risk the last stronghold. But we can’t wait to persuade them; the Convoy must still be finished and sent out. Only way to save ourselves is stop the Silver Tears rituals, and get the outlanders before the cult. The Moon is already hungry, and so are the pawns of the God, they are already reaching out across worlds. At least this will safeguard those who arrive. Give them some control over their changes. And draw them back to us."


This is by far the clearest answer as to why we are here. Unfortunately, it further solidifies how little agency we have.

For those who aren't up to date, I shared some related findings over the past few months.

Most pertinent is the incomplete passage found in one of the previous garages, which I'll reiterate for convenience:

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