Honestly? When I first came here I was happy at the prospect of there being no escape. If the whole of me couldn't leave, then...then it was a good thing for the galaxy I left behind. I told myself I could protect it far better by being unreachable ( Read more... )

From what I can tell, the temperature shouldn't be so...appealing. It's hot, but far from uncomfortable. Apparently I'm in the minority ( Read more... )

( Private, encoded via suit (hackable for anyone with a skill level of 6 or higher), slight, possibly inaccurate? Corruption spoilers )

Believe it or not, I'm not used to lugging around a full suit of armour everywhere I go. It's getting a bit exhausting. It could also be why I had that screwed up dream.

Who or what the hell is a Subspace Emissary?

...Anyway, I'm looking for somewhere I can stay until after the ball. Just in case the doors send me somewhere, I want there to be a ( Read more... )

The more I ask myself why I've decided to go to this masquerade ball, the more ridiculous the whole idea becomes. On the other hand, I become even more determined to show up.

This, my acquaintances, is boredom at its finest.

( Private, with enough holes in the security to make swiss cheese look like a solid block. )

I should ask if I can use the school's gym. There's only so many things I can do to keep myself in shape without the proper equipment.

( Private, hackable because hackable stuff is Robin's batsignal. )

Let's see. First I had a really fucked up dream where I was a pinball and the tables were based on a couple of missions I was on a long time ago.

Then, the doors screwed me over once again. After I make a hole in a roof so I can escape a submerged house, of course ( Read more... )

Some former inhabitant of this city had the brilliant idea to dig a large hole and build their house in that.

Aesthetically, it works. Somehow. I wouldn't put it past the architect or landscape artist or whoever was responsible to provide top-quality drainage in case of a heavy bout of rain.

One slight problem. There's heavy, and then there's ( Read more... )

( Private, hackable. You see one dragon, you think you're seeing another. )

Like I haven't had a promise of ultimate power telepathically dumped in my head before. It was a trap back then, too.