SIGMA 1.

A B Y S S A L   ~~8~~   O D D I T Y
PLAY GAME / ACHIEVEMENTS / MODULES / MUSIC / SOLIDUS (8) / CREDITS / QUIT
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crystalcat: >PLAY GAME
[OUTPUT: Loading...]
[OUTPUT: Loading...]
[OUTPUT: Loading...]
[OUTPUT: Your name is AZURE LAPIS. You are on board the *G.S.S. Exsanguinator*, en route to the *SIGMA SECTOR*. The sky is dead. What do you do?]
>Examine sky.
[OUTPUT: You look out the window. It's the standard sky one might find online, what with nebulae and twinkling lights. The Veil was peeled back, after all.]
>may as well practice/attempt to teach MUSIC
[OUTPUT: You pull out your culinth. Now what?]
>uh
>"fumble around with it until you can play a song"
[OUTPUT: You mess around with the culinth, eventually playing some semblance of Like a Comet, your go-to song.]
[OUTPUT: Nothing happens.]
>dang
>Hmm
>try singing again
>Attempt to play It's over, isn't it
[OUTPUT: What's that?]
>...
>greg exists
>fine
>doesn't mean the gems do
[OUTPUT: You've never heard of It's Over, Isn't It. That doesn't seem like a song, let alone something on the caliber of Mr. Universe's hit single Like a Comet.]
>or that anyone would reasonably know their songs
>mh true
>"let me drive my van into your heart"
[OUTPUT: You play Let Me Drive My Van (Into Your Heart). While it does make you feel awesome, nothing of the gem-stimulation  sort occurs.]
>...how did MUSIC work?
[OUTPUT: You played stuff that the world around you told you to, and you suddenly obtained a mastery of keeping to the beat, and flowing with the song through horrendous attacks.]
[OUTPUT: Which faded soon thereafter.]
>Take a nap.
>reasonably MUSIC is necessarily contextual
>"play that one song where greg talks about needing money"
>"definitely going to work"
Nomble: it's "I think I need a little change"
[OUTPUT: Why would the famous Mr. Universe need money, and write a song about it?]
>"damn"
[OUTPUT: It's surprising, really. Most rich people are assholes, and yet he isn't.]
[OUTPUT: What now?]
>figure out how good the others are at music
>since the ability to utilize MUSIC depends on musical talent
>probably
[OUTPUT: Cyan is the only other person with reasonable music talent. The other two look like they haven't picked an instrument up in their lives.]
>Teach them how to play music.
[OUTPUT: She already knows how to play music. If you mean play the culinth, she accepts it from you, and goes off into a corner to mess around with it.]
>I meant everyone.
Nomble: But sure, let Cyan mess with the Culinth.
[OUTPUT: Cyan has the culinth. You do your best to explain music to the two gems, but they don't really look like they understand it.]
>"dang"
>"it's like a meepmorp, but with sound"
>that's even less helpful
[OUTPUT: What now?]
>eta?
[OUTPUT: ETA: ten minutes.]
>Take a nap.
>that sounds unhelpful
[OUTPUT: Who the hell can manage to pass out and wake up in ten minutes.]
[OUTPUT: That sounds like sorcery to you.]
>Good point.
>try to activate the autumnal hand
>this will definitely have no consequences
[OUTPUT: You attempt to activate the hidden powers of the Autumnal Hand.]
**Еррор: Плеасе идентифы ыоурселф ас Р5-█████████ цласс персоннел.**
>damn
>...do we even have credentials
>"get the security questions"
>are numbers scaling up or down
[*There's the R4, and then there's the R5. You don't want to meet that one in person. Ever.*]
>Move the aechor canister closer to the enterance.
[OUTPUT: You do so, and strap it down again, carefully.]
[OUTPUT: ETA: five minutes.]
>Open laptop.
[OUTPUT: The one from the Zeta Sector?]
>I think we only have one laptop.
[OUTPUT: Unless the one from Zeta melted, you have that one, and the one from Kappa.]
>Zeta was the desktop/never mentioned to be either, iirc.
>Kappa.
[OUTPUT: You open that one. It opens to a username and password screen.]
>Access security questions.
[OUTPUT: You have to enter a username to get the security questions for that person.]
>uhh
>guest
[OUTPUT: You get no security questions with 'guest' as your username.]
>Since when did it need a username.
>fomalhaut
>that's definitely not it
[OUTPUT: It was one CALBALAKRAB.]
[OUTPUT: You don't recall the actual username, though.]
>eh, leave it
[OUTPUT: You leave it behind. You're there. Who do you take with you to the ends of the earth?]
>hmm
>charoite? why not
[OUTPUT: Are you sure you want to embark with just one other person?]
>hmm
>ask if anyone feels inclined to staying
>y'know i just realised that a giant tear/saliva bubble is highly impractical
[OUTPUT: Gasp.]
[OUTPUT: Nobody else really cares. They'll go if you want, but stay if you don't.]
>eh, just take charoite and cyan
[OUTPUT: You exit the ship with Charoite and Cyan at your side.]
[OUTPUT: You drop onto the central construct of the Sigma Sector. It appears to be a massive mountain range torn out of a planet, floating in the middle of fucking nowhere in space. There's a sizable city on the side of one of the mountains.]
>...okay
>might as well go there first
[OUTPUT: You head there.]
[OUTPUT: As the three of you march forth, you hear the sounds of heavy plasma fire, and blood spilling on the ground.]
>...
>nope
>walk away
>eh, see who it is <:msPaint:213597855041060864>
>get the drone to take as clear as possible a picture
[OUTPUT: There appear to be a mixture of bird-men and robots firing into the buildings and rooftops. Occasionally, one of the mix will just suddenly drop dead, sometimes spilling blood from a sudden knife to the neck, otherwise dying instantly to plasma shots.]
[OUTPUT: The drone automatically takes required pictures.]
>...i see.
>what did we just get
[OUTPUT: A standard picture of the fight, with nothing on it. A product of digitalization.]
>i mean in terms of needed pictures
>:/
[OUTPUT: Nothing. You made it take the photo. Therefore, it was not required.]
>another victim of weird word choice
>anyways let's go anywhere but here
[OUTPUT: You head off. Where do you go next? The imposing featureless mountains, or off into the distance into the barren wasteland, off of the edge of the floating continent?]
>"yes go off the island" the mountains?
[OUTPUT: In order to do so, you'll have to use your wings to climb them, leaving your companions on the ground. Shall you do so?]
>...i guess?
>Send the drone instead?
[OUTPUT: What would you get out of sending the drone?]
>Take pictures, see if there's anything there.
[OUTPUT: You do so. The drone returns in about an hour - it does so with no new pictures.]
>...that sure was productive
>fine, head back to the village, might as well explore
[OUTPUT: You return to the city.]
[OUTPUT: The entire mass of droids and birdpeople you saw has either been shot to death, stabbed, or decapitated. Five times their amount are standing atop the corpses, carrying out the same task.]
>uh
>okay?
[OUTPUT: You explore, avoiding the crowds, and the hooting of owls occasionally coming from the buildings said crowd is shooting at. The only thing of interest you locate is some sort of elevator pad, near the face of the mountain proper.]
>Use it.
[OUTPUT: You attempt to activate the elevator.]
[OUTPUT: A holographic screen appears when the elevator fails to descend. It possesses a keyboard, and a question.]
[OUTPUT: "*Плеасе стате тхе наме оф ыоур рулер, анд тхе оwнер оф тхис фацилиты. Сериал идентифицатион (/) онлы.*"]
>so / means solidus
>walk away
[OUTPUT: You walk away, back near the sounds of death and Parliaments.]
>Where haven't we gone?
[OUTPUT: The barren wastelands.]
>Go there.
>Explore there.
[OUTPUT: You head there. The only thing of interest you find is an abandoned campfire.]
[OUTPUT: There's a bottle by it.]
>Inspect bottle.
[OUTPUT: Ashwater Serum: Shrouded by night, but with steady stride. Colored by blood, but always clear of mind. The first medical line of defense against the Ashen Plague beneath the trees. One cannot tell whether it was the source or the treatment, quite frankly.]
>Ouch.
>Well, knowing the inspiration behind the Ashen Plague... heh.
>I'll be honest, I can't remember if we even know the answer to that elevator question.
[*You know it.*]
>I'd say 'Aft'mathai' but it needs serial identification.
>Return to elevator.
[OUTPUT: You head back, once more passing the hooting of the owls, and the constant slaughter of the bird-people and droids firing into the buildings of the city. Twenty new corpses appeared in the time you were gone.]
[OUTPUT: The holographic screen reappears, with the same question.]
>Examine keyboard.
[OUTPUT: It only has keys from one through nine, plus zero.]
>Oh boy.
[OUTPUT: No letters.]
>Does *anyone* have an idea of this?
>nope
>wait
>let me check something
>Maybe try entering '1-6-20-13-1-20-8-1-9' without the dashes.
[OUTPUT: It should be noted there are only four spaces to fill in with the answer.]
>Oh
>Oh.
[*If you need a hint, you know where to ask.*]
>ASK.
>Which sector is this?
>Sigma.
>I'll ask for a hint.
>Because I am absolutely stumped on this.
[*Eighteen eight.*]
>[181_]
>1818?
>wait no
>0188
>Ah.
>Nice.
>nice
>0188.
[OUTPUT: All of the answers are responded to with a red flash.]
>1808
[*It's a hint, not an answer, you nuts.*]
>Hah.
[*Ae one zee two six, and all that.*]
>Oh.
>:faceplam:
>Apparently Sigma is the 18th letter of the greek alphabet.
>oh
>rh
>sec
>nope
>was thinking 'rho' but no rho sector
>haha, what?
Nomble: hmm
[*Cyrillic RH. Also, you must be shoddy with your High Drenovian phonetics, kid. Don't think I can't see the obscured.*]
>Wait.
>kek
>sigma theta
>so
>1391
>stupid logic procrss but might as well try
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>figured
>rh isn't a letter
>РХ?
[*Gee. I wonder what РХ would have to do with a series of four numbers.*]
>...
:faceplam: x2
>1624
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>Fuck.
>0233
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>2805
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>0000
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>1111
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>5082
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Wrong ruler.*"]
>oh
>1330
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>2805
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>0233
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>6124
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>0880
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>7178
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>4731
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>8932
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>0520
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>7878
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>1008
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>4834
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>What the fuck is going on
>0861
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>9746
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>1620
>spamming number
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>Coding.
>Why
>5082
>^^^
>guessing for our great leader
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Wrong ruler.*"]
>To get into an elevator.
>do you recall
>the ruler is presumably a diamond
>enter every number in order from 0000 to 9999
[OUTPUT: No. Go fuck yourself.]
>so
>how would i even do that
>We're in Sigma.
>i don't think it's physically possible
[OUTPUT: Break your spine, and sustain yourself off of the pleasure.]
>8 is theta
>This is presumably AFTMAT.
>Then how about we leave???
>so we might need something about that
>nothing about theta
>Cyan: Step up with limb destabilizer cannon.
>Attempt to hack keyboard.
>"just cheat it with electric powers"
>"brute force wnis gaain"
[OUTPUT: She does so. The limb enhancer is promptly overloaded by a serious of viruses almost eldritch in their complexity. It shuts down for twenty minutes to reboot.]
>hint
>Twin, do you know / serial numbers?
>SOMEONE must.
>i mean
>they're listed in solidus logs
>No, but I know where we could find them.
[*If nothing else, he's the one who would.*]
>but i've tried most of them
>F U C K
>*in Solidus.*
>rip
>Input the one for FOMALHAUT
>I have been a dumb
>it's jade something something, you don't have to g o that far back to check
[OUTPUT: There are only four slots for answer characters, and the only characters available are one through nine, and zero.]
>jade uses letters
>so
>2568
>Fuck.
>idk
>2223
>How about the four digit ID for whatever colon was within Solidus database
>1537
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>5082
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Wrong ruler.*"]
>1008
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>What are the arc numbers for the other diamonds?
>8932
[OUTPUT: "*Error: Incorrect.*"]
>Erelye literally has incorrect copied down
>0019
[OUTPUT: The elevator clicks.]
>Hell yes!
>huh
>use the elevator
(**РХ-0019: ГWЕД-class photohazard. 26.7 UI (axinite), likely unaffected. Be on full alert for presence, and capture И.В.З. Location unknown. Casualty: ███. Further information regarding ██████████ restricted to R5-██ class personnel.**)
>Aft'mathai is axinite.
>CASE.
>CLOSED.
[OUTPUT: What do you do now?]
>Took wiki cross-referencing for that.
>Take the elevator.
>did we get to the top
>or bottom
[OUTPUT: You activate the elevator. You descend into the depths of the mountains.]
[OUTPUT: After actual minutes of downward travel, the elevator stops in what appears to be an absolutely monolithic warehouse, filled with tubes upon tubes strapped together, and packed into cuboid shapes. Some are meters tall. You can't see very far.]
>As opposed to fake minutes? Attempt to see if anything is in the tubes.
[OUTPUT: Would you like to examine a tube?]
>Yes.
[OUTPUT: Refined Aconite: A tenebrite-capped tube filled with extracted aconite in an electromagnetic stasis field. Served as the only reliable combatant to the Ashen Plague of old. Studies found it was also incredibly worthwhile as a battlefield stimulant, permitting soldiers to decimate opponents with relative ease.]
>how did you know??
>Take some.
[OUTPUT: How many tubes?]
>How big are they, and how many are there?
[OUTPUT: There are thousands, and each is slightly less than a foot tall.]
>Assuming they're not volatile, let's take four.
[OUTPUT: You take four.]
>Aft'mathai has a wiki article, and on it it says he's axinite.
>Who else is with us?
>That solidus article spoke of axinite.
>Thank, Erelye.
[OUTPUT: You are with Charoite and Cyan.]
>Have everyone else take four as well.
>Call me back again if you require my presence.
[OUTPUT: Everyone else takes four as well.]
>Continue forward.
[OUTPUT: You take a step forward into the labyrinth of stacked tubes. When you do so, a plasma bolt slams into the tube beside you, barely missing your gem.]
>Examine.
>Which side was firing the plasma bolts in the battle?
[OUTPUT: You look around. You don't see anyone. Similarly, the plasma bolts were coming from both sides.]
>Do we have anything that can shield against the bolts?
[OUTPUT: Water, and Cyan's destabilizer, when it reboots.]
>Make a water shield around all of us.
[OUTPUT: You do so. Five more plasma shots ping off of it, evaporating a good amount of said water. The shield remains mostly stable.]
>Is our water a limited resource?
>probably
[OUTPUT: Technically, but you doubt you'll run out of water on an atomic level.]
>anyways keep moving forward with the shield
>Do it quickly, though.
[OUTPUT: You continue to move forward, with great haste.]
[OUTPUT: You reach an intersection. There is a left path, a right path, and a smaller stack of tubes you might be able to climb to travel over the tubes themselves.]
[OUTPUT: In the time it takes to get there, three shots hit your shield.]
>Go over the tubes.
[OUTPUT: You climb the tubes. You can see a gray shape in the distance, on the top of the tubes as well.]
>Examine.
[OUTPUT: They fire a flurry of plasma fire at you whilst you do so. They appear to be some sort of robot.]
>Dodge.
>Is it rectangular?
[OUTPUT: Not particularly. Mostly humanoid.]
>Oh. Are they the same as the ones fighting aboveground?
[OUTPUT: This thing looks like a star cruiser in comparison to the masted boats of above.]
[OUTPUT: In terms of technological development.]
>Does it use electricity?
[OUTPUT: Cyan reports negative. The plus of cyanic mechanovitae, you suppose.]
>Go back, then left.
[OUTPUT: You head back, then left. You reach a dead end, and the sniper shots manage to thin the shield enough via evaporation as you head back to shoot you in the foot.]
>Was there any water on the surface?
[OUTPUT: The term 'barren wasteland' was used.]
>Do the materials in the tubes count as water?
[OUTPUT: No.]
>Take three tubes, go to the robotthing, have everyone drink one.
[OUTPUT: You do so.]
[OUTPUT: ...]
[OUTPUT: ...]
[OUTPUT: The three of you black out almost simultaneously.]
Nomble: uhh
>Or, rather, you and Cyan do. Charoite doesn't have enough time to warn you.]
[OUTPUT: Everything is black.]
>Wake up?
[OUTPUT: You   a w a k e n .]
[OUTPUT: Opening your eyes, you note the robot has been torn to pieces. Charoite is nowhere to be seen, and horrifically massive gouges have been torn into the walls of the warehouse, and the tube piles themselves.]
[OUTPUT: There is cyanic mechanovitae all over you and Cyan.]
>so that's what it means by battlefield stimulant
>call for charoite
[OUTPUT: You hear her voice in the general direction of the path to the right. "Gray fucking Diamond, you two don't listen."]
>Anyway, get Charoite over here.
[OUTPUT: "You come over here, you fucks."]
>There's probably something behind the used-to-be thing.
>Is there anything in front of us?
>Other than cyanic mechanovitae.
[OUTPUT: Torn bits of unrecognizable metal.]
>Pick up some metal, then go to Charoite.
[OUTPUT: The metal is too bent and crushed to be of any use whatsoever.]
>Go to Charoite.
[OUTPUT: You do so, following the right path quite some distance. She's leaning against a door.]
>"What happened?"
[OUTPUT: "You two tore that thing limb from limb with your bare hands whilst it shot you."]
>Enter door.
>"wow that sure was productive"
[OUTPUT: You open the door. There's a narrow hallwall beyond, walls lined with blinking lights, inactive holoprojectors, and locked computer panels.]
>Continue forward.
[OUTPUT: There are at least a dozen branches off of the walls into other halls, and one door at the end of your current one.]
>attempt to fuck around with computers
>Inspect door.
[OUTPUT: The computer panels are locked.]
[OUTPUT: This door is the only one's that's open, in comparison with all of the locked and handleless doors of the branch-off halls.]
>Enter door.
[OUTPUT: You do so. The next room contains a number of filled ashen glass vats, a computer terminal with an active screen, and two closed doors.]
>Inspect vats.
[OUTPUT: The vats' bases are constructed of some sort of tenebrite-vesperium alloy. A number of ashen glass tubes connect them together. They are all filled with human blood.]
>well
>Inspect computer.
[OUTPUT: You observe the terminal, bolted to the ground. There's a large number of symbols on the screen in indecipherable characters, a terminal-mounted keyboard with characters you don't recognize, save for a 'revert' key, and a post-it note on the side of the terminal, next to the screen.]
>Inspect note.
[OUTPUT: sol1dusfomalhaut | ████████████████
sol1duscalbalakrab | ██████████████
sol1dusbas1l1scus | ??????
sol1dustascheter | ██████████████
???????? | ?????????
sol1dusazur1te | sh4tteredm1rror --- ????]
>oh look, solidus passwords
>Attempt to write characters using the **Pen**.
[OUTPUT: You do so. The Pen catches on fire.]
>uhh
>put it out
[OUTPUT: You put out the fire. It is spared.]
>and i'm not sure if this is what the characters mean
>or malpeyic wants a refund
[OUTPUT: What do you do now?]
>Press revert.
[OUTPUT: You press the 'revert' key. The text on the screen shifts.]
[OUTPUT: "Тхе пацт иммортал анд елдер ис бут а симпле оне. Тхис ис греатлы амусинг. ТАСЧЕТЕР анд МУШАРРАФ кноw тхе сецрет, фор ит wас wитхин тхе оцтагонал чамбер оф МУШАРРАФ тхат тхе пацт wас маде, бенеатх магма анд гласс. Тхеы аре тхе Qуартет."]
>. . .
[*Тхе суфферерс лангуишед, анд маде а пацт. Тхис амусес ме. Гоод wорк, АШЕН ГОД.*]
>what was fomalhaut's components, again?
[OUTPUT: Emerald and tsavorite.]
>I think I just realized something.
>?
>Welp, I have been slow once more. That fact was already known from Twin's conversation with GD.
>Press Revert again.
[OUTPUT: The text returns to the original mass of incoherent characters.]
>Press it again.
[OUTPUT: It returns to the Cyrillic.]
>Anything else notable in the room?
[OUTPUT: The two doors.]
>Inspect doors.
[OUTPUT: The first door bears a newly-burned brand.]
[OUTPUT: The R4 council symbol from the security questions.]
[OUTPUT: The words 'Ан ЕМИССАРЫ сеекс ыоу.' are branded below it, just above a slot in the door.]
[OUTPUT: The second door is a standard corotite plate door, with a hand symbol.]
>Open the standard door.
[OUTPUT: You open the door. A metal set of industrial stairs leads upwards beyond it.]
>Go up.
[OUTPUT: You ascend. Reaching the top, you enter a circular room filled with massive computer screens mounted on the walls, along with desks and computers scattered about. There are four doors in the cardinal directions from the center of the room proper, which hosts a tenebrite pedestal with a screen upon it, displaying the visage of a late-Valudrian era Great Diamond Authority symbol.]
>Inspect wall screens.
[OUTPUT: Presently, the wall screens display a combination of incoherent characters in the format of some sort of incredibly advanced computer virus, as well as the chemical structure for some sort of plague, with specific points circled, and annotated in more incoherent characters.]
>...
>Most likely the Ashen Plauge.
[OUTPUT: What do you do?]
>Inspect doors.
[OUTPUT: They are all featureless metal plate doors, and lack hand symbols.]
>So, they're unopenable?
[OUTPUT: Currently.]
>What was the slot in the previous door shaped like?
[OUTPUT: Some sort of amulet, turned flat horizontally.]
>Hm.
>Is there anything we missed?
[OUTPUT: The Authority symbol on the central pedestal in this room.]
>Inspect it.
[OUTPUT: The screen displaying it is definitely a touchscreen.]
>Press the grey diamond.
[OUTPUT: This is a late-Valudrian era Authority symbol. There is no gray. There is a white diamond, however.]
>Press the white.
[OUTPUT: You do so. The screens all shift to an octagonal room for a moment, before gray static devours the image of all of the screens, and error messages involving external forces breaking into the facility flash across the central touchscreen.]
>o h
>is there an ignore button
>No. You can change the screens with the touchscreen still, however.]
>Blue?
[OUTPUT: The error messages stop.]
[OUTPUT: The screens all promptly shift to a horrific ungodly mass of tentacles and eyes screaming an eardrum-puncturing wailing pseudosong of pacts and vengeance.]
>what
>yellow
>Yellow, then pink, if i recall?
[OUTPUT: This is a late Valudrian-era Authority symbol. There is no yellow. There is a green, however.]
>Green.
[OUTPUT: You press green. The screens all go blank, save for one, which displays a bit of text you can't quite read. The north door opens.]
>Press pink.
[OUTPUT: You press the pink diamond.]
[OUTPUT: The door shuts instantaneously, and the text disappears, all screens now showing nothing.]
>..Would pressing white again get the same result, or somesuch?
>Press green.
[OUTPUT: The text reappears, and the north door opens once more.]
>Go through.
>Should we prepare the amulet, just in case?
[OUTPUT: You walk through. The door closes behind you.]
[OUTPUT: Everything is dark.]
>Listen for any sound before lighting it up.
[OUTPUT: There is no sound. You light up the area.]
[OUTPUT: You are promptly stared in the face by an ACONITE HORROR.]
[OUTPUT: Would you like to save your game?]
>yes
[OUTPUT: Saving...]
[OUTPUT: Saving...]
[OUTPUT: Saving...]
[OUTPUT: Game saved and quit successfully. Congratulations, all of you! You just missed two somewhat vital secrets forever! Have a nice night.]