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22 Aug 2025
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Elliot couldn’t deny his own relief as the soldier came to stand beside him. The amount of times that the soldier had saved his life far outweighed any number of pizza slices he could throw his way. He admired Guest’s ability to confront danger directly, charging towards the killer despite how terrified he must be. If there was one word he could use to describe Guest’s presence, it would probably be…comfort.
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22 Aug 2025
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“What do you do, when your whole life becomes a sterile lie, built in a lab?
"Well, if you’re really lucky — you end up trusting someone with wings on his back, and someone who won’t stop talking until you laugh again. Then, and only then, can you break the system.”
- The lady on the riverbank.
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The script to their freedom has been splayed in front of them. Time is of the essence; they need to work fast. When wariness meets necessity and fate meets turbulence, tired arms may sometimes genuinely look threatening.
So what must they do, when the only way out is together?
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Painter has never really feared Sebastian. But that's... not to say he isn't sometimes kind of scary.
Like now, when the Blacksite's main power grid has gone offline and the only things offering any illumination are a couple of dimly flickering red bulbs that sputter with the generator's pulse, and Sebastian is looming in the doorway like some kind of grim specter.
(Or; everything has to end, eventually. Failure begets punishment. Doesn't it?)
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PAInter’s systems are getting a big bogged down between age, its struggle to hunt every expendable it can, and following all of Sebastian orders. Sebastian gets to the bottom of why his friend is glitching.