I don't understand. Why do people like Tea? It's just a glass of water that you threw some stuff in. Dirty water. Virgil was trying to figure out how to make some, but I don't know how he would. He seems to believe that it would help me relax in our down moments, but we only have a little over 60 hours when my break ends. He's being nice but I've never been a tea drinker.
Neways, I found The Slicer. Well, that is to say, I found out what it has been doing all this time. Apparently, it was trapped on a planet by a Creator named Jolive. She has a metal over there that is quite sophisticated. She said in the chat....well she wasn't very kind, but then again I do deserve it. I'll just show you again.
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Jolive: Why the fuck would you make something like this?
Dante: Dude, I didn't make it like that. I made a basic worm and the fucker evolved during the first battle. I was happy to just let it blow up fish for the rest of its life.
Mirail: See thats what happens when you call people dicks asshole
Dante: Hey, fuck you and your poor grammar.
Mirail: Whats grammar
Jolive: Regardless, you created a fuckin awful thing here. Did you know its identify calls it a "Universal Terror"?
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Dante: Shit, it upgraded again.
Jolive: Yah, no kidding. The little bastard keeps hissing at me like it's laughing. Honestly, it's terrifying. I have a standard assistant and it just keeps repeating the same thing over and over, saying I have to kill it or keep it trapped forever. I tried squeezing the box down and crushing it, but that did nothing. I tried pouring acid in, and it evolved again! At this rate, it'll be unkillable if I keep trying to kill it. I'm afraid it's going to break out and destroy my planet. I'd probably be paralyzed in fear if I didn't know the alpha protocol was protecting me.
Blitzburg22: Have you considered speaking with it in a calm tone of voice and explaining the problem? Our collective has found that few interpersonal issues cannot be solved without first accepting that we are at part in the blame.
Mirail: ahahahahahahahahaha
Dante: Don't you have things to do Mirail?
Jolive: Are you kidding me? Fucking Blitzburgs are always the same. The shithead exploded into my atmosphere and murdered half of my entities in less than five minutes. If I didn't work so much with metal I'd already be done here.
Dante: Ummm, would you mind explaining how you built its cage with that metal?
Jolive: Go fuck yourself.
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Yeah it was a longshot but I had to try. Anyways, The Slicer is contained for now and even Virgil thinks it'll take a while before it breaks out. I feel bad for Jolive, but at the same time she's very much a rude person. Wait, I'm at fault here..............am I really the asshole? No, no spirals. No depression.
I'm excited for all of the systems we get to build. I feel like it's going to be a cornerstone for my world, something upon which the world spins, metaphorically, as it doesn't really spin. Cornerstone....cornerstone. Welp there's another idea I have to backseat. Something to consider though.
Oh don't worry, I'm sure if you're reading this I'm totally alive and Symphony is doing well. Yep, everything's going great, no problems here.