#ga pixie lizard

TA: Bubbles! Let's not .. uh.. let's just go.

TA: Come please just-

TA: Bubbles lets not-

TA: GAH-

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Ah, you're awake now patterned friend! I'm glad you aren't hurt, as that wouldn't have turned out well at all.

SS: Greetings, we're Sunrise Solar Starlight Lunar. You can call me Solar though. Speaking of, the patterns within your DNA are quite present! It's quite interesting, but also tells me quite a lot about you.

I suppose you're the scared type? You can tell something is lurking behind you despite nothing being present? In reality you know it's your own shadow so you're in a constant cycle of being scared of yourself-

SL: SOLAR! You cannot just greet creatures like that. Remember what happened to Silk?

SS: Right right...

SL: I'm sorry about Solar's actions, she can be a little much.

Greetings though. You may refer to me as Lunar.

I'll get right to it though, as I see you've brought an object with you.

We've altered it slightly, as to request a task from you. We're unable to communicate properly, and from our understanding, it has to do with our Computing Transferring Auditorium.

SL: What we want you to do is to use this little device to fix it. Go to our Computing Transferring Auditorium, and use your device there to record and copy our broadcast key manually, then send it to...

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Someplace with a control unit. Maybe a unit or collective perhaps. Or maybe even a tower.

This should allow our broadcast key to be read by the communication towers manually, and allow us to actually speak instead of being trapped between the speaking systems.

I hope we've made ourselves clear on this goal.

TA: ... This.... I... remember this place. I...

TA: I hated it here... they... they put me in that thing.

TA: ... I.. wasn't supposed to be here... I wasn't... I don't even recognize myself anymore... does that even matter? I... no... no no no no...

TA: ... I.. gosh I just.. I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!

TA: ... I need to find a way to shut this place down...

TA: ...Bubbles?

TA: Bubbles?

TA: Bubbles?!

TA: BUBBLES!

TA: GET OFF OF THEM!

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TA: Bubbles... I... I don't think I can take you with me.

TA: Not after this... I don't want to see you hurt again. I.. I think you understand. Right?

I think you know, so... please. Find a safe spot until I come back, alright?

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TA: Bubbles... Thank you for being with me the entire time... I don't think I could have done this without you.

Please... be safe for me.