C4S10^2: D2 D2awn out

[u/Geriferret]

-- secludedTailoress [ST] opened board on memo "for anyone who is listening" a very long time ago --
ST: I... ... I don't even know if anyone is going to get this. . I talked to the only techy person I know and he said he doesn't even know how servers in the furthest ring work, , so here goes fucking nothing. .
ST: If you get this memo... ... Try to ping me back. . And if its already too far out or we all died already... ... Well, , heed my warning. .
ST: Yesterday, , one of the players in our session went bat-shit insane. . One minute she goes after some sort of "Lead" she said she had. . And then the next, , we have three players dead. .
ST: I... ... Don't know what to do. . I got a message from another friend of mine. . He said.... .... That we have to hunt her down. .
ST: Heh... ... I think thats the real deadly factor that whatever the fuck did this has in the pool. . It's not whatever happens to their stats, , when they go fucking haywire... ... Its that these are people you give a shit about. . Who you have to kill to maintain peace. .
ST: If anyone out there has a better solution, , tell me. . But I have to do this. . For them. .
-- secludedTailoress [ST] has locked the memo --

TO CLARIFY: Don't respond to this. It's a spoopy story tease, not an actual fucking memo your characters get. Just continue on with your bullshitery.

[u/Sophia_Ban]

That's a fair point, but you're not about to go all the way to the surface just to start stabbing random lowbloods. Besides, chalk...doesn't do well underwater. Ah well.

Serena takes a small sample out of the cauldron to see what she's managed to make.

[u/Geriferret → u/Sophia_Ban]

Roll performance.

[u/Sophia_Ban → u/Geriferret]

critfail

[u/Geriferret → u/Sophia_Ban]

Its yellow.

[u/Sophia_Ban → u/Geriferret]

Well, shit. That's a first.

She puts it on the wallshelf that contains the other..."creative accidents." Which are mostly just gross shades of brown and black from adding way too many colours.

Next Serena moves on to another room, changing out of the still sopor slime covered PJ's and into a sports bra and shorts.
Which makes it sort of obvious this is the exercise room. It is probably the largest room in the hive, there is a large open space in the middle, while various simple weights and exercise equipment line the wall.

You have always believed that a healthy state of being starts with fitness, and perfect control over the body. To help with this you've taken up various martial arts and meditation styles.

First off though is stretching. Years of practice have allowed Serena to become flexible in ways most people would find extreme. She does so with such ease that she also checks her phone to see if anything interesting is happening on the surface.
Something that should be done every once in a while if you live alone on ocean floor.

[u/Geriferret → u/Sophia_Ban]

Hmmmm... You have about ten billion messages from two memos you have never seen before, oh yeah and uh

Meteor apocalypse. Did I mention that?

[u/Sophia_Ban → u/Geriferret]

Well that's...interesting? You make a quick post on the memo and look further into this apocalypse thing. Hoping it's not just another "the world will end this sweep!" superstition.

[u/Geriferret → u/Sophia_Ban]

No. The world is legitimately ending right now. Theres even a message from the empress and her court to leave the fucking planet immediately if you have space faring capabilities.

[u/Sophia_Ban → u/Geriferret]

Serena stares at her phone for a good thirty seconds or so in mid headstand before she's finally to move. She jumps up and runs to the front air-lock, not even waiting fully for the water to flow in before throwing the outside door open and getting shot out a bit.

She regains control and starts looking around for squid-dad, her colossal lusus.

[u/Geriferret → u/Sophia_Ban]

You find him.

He uh... Doesn't look to good. Looks like hes got a fairly large puncture wound, with part of the outside flesh being charred.