voice; un:curtaincall

[endcaller]

Updating map.

[There is a pause, and for a moment, that seems like all he's going to say. Then, with a breathy sigh, he continues.]

Or so our keeper told us.

[A rustling of chains and a small giggle.]

...Thus far, we see little has changed, though it has got my restless mind wondering... How well do we know Expiation?

Have there been any efforts to fully explore the simulation? Has anyone ever explored past the northern mountains or chartered a ship to brave the dread unknown? Has the AI populated this world for us, or do we encounter walls where the land is yet unfinished?

Comments

[opheliac]

it was MISERABLE. the blacksmith took HOURS to make one single bullet. i wanted to blow his brains out AND mine simultaneously.

[endcaller]

Now, now, that would have been a waste of your single bullet.

[opheliac]

are u kidding? im my guns' favorite waste on bullets.

[endcaller]

But consider what wonders a greater target would bring! Jerry, for one. I assume you have never pulled the trigger on him?

[opheliac]

after he broke my hand? nah. my bullets are no match for him. my firecrackers, on the other hand.... haven't tested THAT yet.

[endcaller]

Well! Then it sounds to me like you have an important experiment ahead of you. Do keep us posted about the results.

[opheliac]

what? no saving a front row seat?

[endcaller]

Me? Bear witness to a grisly murder? I'd never!

[opheliac]

guess i got to find a new number 2.

[endcaller]

Mercy me, milady! You wound me!

[opheliac]

bandages can take care of that. 😛