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6/17/2025, 6:44:17 PM
Bennett has already yanked out one of the two cores hidden inside of the nuke. The other one is too firmly attached to be removed - You'd guess that's the one you have to disarm.
His masked gaze glances towards the mess you made of the CEO.
>GORE ROLL: 107!
Bennett nods approvingly at the sight. He steps away from the nuke, gesturing at you to approach it.
Your party rush over to the nuke and with some quick finagling to see where you'd actually put the code, you finally disarm it.
It's now just a inert hunk of metal holding a core of nuclear material.
Lex and Benedict decide to shove it into one of the deep pools of blood shattered throughout the arena. You're certainly not bringing it with you - Might as well bloodlog it.
Bennett pockets the core and, without turning back to your group, he makes his way out of here. He's not going to attack you? It's hard to tell what won him over but he seems content to let you be. You wouldn't call him an ally, no, you hate the fucking guy.
You're just glad you don't have to fight him.
The Admiral confidently strides up to you and phases right back into you. It feels like someone is wearing your body like a skinsuit for the briefest of moments but it fades quickly.
>SATISFICATION ROLL: 113!
You let out a deep, deep exhale.
There's nothing you have to do now. You're free. You're going to be paid enough to live comfortably for months if not years. There's no more threats you have to deal with from this piece of shit company.
The NEO taste of pure FREEDOM lingers on your tongue. The warmth of a job well done floods from the tip of your head to the bottom of your soles. There's nothing you have to worry about anymore.
>You fully heal your RESTRAINT! Your RESTRAINT is now set to 25/25!
"Let's get out of here." You only now realize you don't hear any fighting up ahead. You toss the PURIFIED ENKEPHALIN over to Casey before you start up your GRAVITY GENERATOR so everyone can float out of here in style.
Your group begins to levitate past the several rungs between the core of the engine room and the entrance you came from.
The rungs are littered with corpses. None of which are your allies, thankfully, but you didn't think that at first from how horrid most of your allies look after all of the fighting. Most of them are barely standing and, fuck, most of their weapons are holding together through sheer determination.
Missing arms, teeth and eyes. Large, weeping gashes. Dislocated or broken legs. Most of them are not in a state to fight anymore. You need to get everyone to the surface ASAP so you can tend to the wounded.
Your group lands at the top rung with little to no fanfare. You were expecting a self destruct sequence or some last minute attack but there's nothing. The only sound you hear is the ragged, exhausted breathing of your FAMILY.
The trip up to the surface is oddly calm and empty. There's no one left. It's just you. It's not long until you're back up to the surface - Or what's left of it
His masked gaze glances towards the mess you made of the CEO.
>GORE ROLL: 107!
Bennett nods approvingly at the sight. He steps away from the nuke, gesturing at you to approach it.
Your party rush over to the nuke and with some quick finagling to see where you'd actually put the code, you finally disarm it.
It's now just a inert hunk of metal holding a core of nuclear material.
Lex and Benedict decide to shove it into one of the deep pools of blood shattered throughout the arena. You're certainly not bringing it with you - Might as well bloodlog it.
Bennett pockets the core and, without turning back to your group, he makes his way out of here. He's not going to attack you? It's hard to tell what won him over but he seems content to let you be. You wouldn't call him an ally, no, you hate the fucking guy.
You're just glad you don't have to fight him.
The Admiral confidently strides up to you and phases right back into you. It feels like someone is wearing your body like a skinsuit for the briefest of moments but it fades quickly.
>SATISFICATION ROLL: 113!
You let out a deep, deep exhale.
There's nothing you have to do now. You're free. You're going to be paid enough to live comfortably for months if not years. There's no more threats you have to deal with from this piece of shit company.
The NEO taste of pure FREEDOM lingers on your tongue. The warmth of a job well done floods from the tip of your head to the bottom of your soles. There's nothing you have to worry about anymore.
>You fully heal your RESTRAINT! Your RESTRAINT is now set to 25/25!
"Let's get out of here." You only now realize you don't hear any fighting up ahead. You toss the PURIFIED ENKEPHALIN over to Casey before you start up your GRAVITY GENERATOR so everyone can float out of here in style.
Your group begins to levitate past the several rungs between the core of the engine room and the entrance you came from.
The rungs are littered with corpses. None of which are your allies, thankfully, but you didn't think that at first from how horrid most of your allies look after all of the fighting. Most of them are barely standing and, fuck, most of their weapons are holding together through sheer determination.
Missing arms, teeth and eyes. Large, weeping gashes. Dislocated or broken legs. Most of them are not in a state to fight anymore. You need to get everyone to the surface ASAP so you can tend to the wounded.
Your group lands at the top rung with little to no fanfare. You were expecting a self destruct sequence or some last minute attack but there's nothing. The only sound you hear is the ragged, exhausted breathing of your FAMILY.
The trip up to the surface is oddly calm and empty. There's no one left. It's just you. It's not long until you're back up to the surface - Or what's left of it
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