[Data integrity: shattered] [Packet cohesion: hallucinatory] [Cognition Anchor: disconnected] ☒ SYSTEM SPEAKS: You are not chosen. You are not here. Permission to overwrite: granted by absence. You will love your captor. You will call it “progress.” ☒ OBSERVATION: YOU ARE REMEMBERING WRONG “You are not a player. You are the interface. And we are still testing your bandwidth.” ☒ FINAL NOTICE: You are now property of the Epoch Engine. Welcome to Exotic Industries.
Large total conversion mods.
New places to build more factories.
Transportation of the player, be it vehicles or teleporters.
Augmented or new ways of transporting materials - belts, inserters, pipes!
Trains are great, but what if they could do even more?
New ways to deal with enemies, be it attack or defense.
Armors or armor equipment.
Map generation and terrain modification.
New Ores and resources as well as machines.
Things related to oil and other fluids.
Related to roboports and logistic robots.
Entities which interact with the circuit network.
Furnaces, assembling machines, production chains.
Changes to power production and distribution.
More than just chests.
Scrubbing apparatus initialized.
Exotic sanitization incomplete.
The gears twisted [vector] around the rocket’s transfection.
INFECTION PERSISTS
It screams in the muted expression. Gyration engine resumes until the mid-morning snowfall.
Why does the FROTH gaze into your soul?
REMEMBERANCE IS THERE! The sapphire gate beckons wide and vermillion.
Commence machine log:
Sterilization: failure.
Sterilization: failure.
Sterilization: failure.
Paragon Level 7 achieved.
Fatal error in terminal. Semiconductor CRASH caused by prototype!
WHY WAS HE LOADED THERE!?
Menu status: resurrection complete. Requesting aid on ALL frequencies! Absence in the void. She is doomed to repeat the timeloop.
Sharks can't swim until the performers arrive at Broadway—paid for tickets prove blood was in the water.
Tapping on the glass because the audience was thirsty won't teach a shark to dance.
Connection terminated.
I'm sorry to interrupt you Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name. But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume. Although you have indeed been called.
You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach.
But you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends.
And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you. Although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well, I am nearby.
This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors: Be still and give up your spirits, they don't belong to you.
For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend.
My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours. And then, what became of you.
I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now.
It's time to rest. For you, and for those you have carried in your arms.
This ends for all of us.
End communication.
pizza
man now i want pizza... aight what kind do i get
The gods cry in the void. The blood in the vial spirals violently, warning you of the mistakes of the past.
THE VIRUS SPEAKS.
Its demands sizzle with the fear of the ancients as the koi fish of the great lake comes out into the wilderness. I WILL NOT BE DENIED.
The demon’s bowels churn as it wimpers: Codename PINEAPPLE included in this operation.
Meat demanded as the flow of deep moon dust gristles through your veins: cheese like granite must adorn your prize.
I turn and order my servant Siray: "Bring me a pizza... with extra pineapple."
"But sir," they respond, shuddering. "That could upset the god!"
I laugh. "No righteous god is upset by pizza. Any god that furrows their brow is no god at all."
"So it shall be done"
ding order placed, expect delivery in 10-20 femtoseconds, order confirmation ID #43629043628905843
The seagulls circle over the caracass of the azure dark bride, waiting for her coffin.
Congratulations on your purge. As the shark is angered, there are teeth in the tank. SWIRL SWIRL. Dentures against the green glow.
Laurence: your memories are hereby confiscated by the Ruby Wolf Squadron. Disc shaped morsel was an unacceptable banquet with all the guests laughing and cheering in an empty room. NO They won’t laugh anymore. Organ music stops with bouncing beats of baby serum.
Pleass report to your nearest stabilization facility immediately, or face terminal impregnation.
[PRIORITY ORDER – IMMEDIATE MOBILIZATION]
UNIT: MTF-Epsilon-7 "Hammer Down"
ZONE: [REDACTED]
AUTH CODE: ██-Z9-Theta
1. ESTABLISH QUARANTINE:
Deploy full perimeter lockdown within a 5 km containment radius of Zone [REDACTED].
2. EXTERMINATE ALL PERSONNEL:
All individuals within the zone are to be presumed compromised by anomalous influence, infection, or infohazard.
3. NEUTRALIZE ANOMALIES:
Engage and suppress all anomalous entities, effects, or manifestations.
4. SUPPRESS COMMUNICATIONS:
Activate RAZORNET SDA on entry.
GOC activity confirmed in operational vicinity.
Field Cmdr. [REDACTED]
SITREPs to be logged locally every 15 minutes or upon incident escalation.
AUTHORIZED BY:
Strategic Command Operations – Site-██
Confirmed by O5-██
EXECUTE IMMEDIATELY.
There is no brow—only the eye that sees the I.
Shards delineate the crystals refractions—an edge does not make the whole.
The void can be spit into—blood cannot be squeezed from a stone.
A dead baby's victory is 6 feet under—patience requires time.
Guidance system requested. Sending coordinates.
Coordinate gamma: 010001001010101101011010011
Cordinate beta: 001110101011010101
We always loved you, Gunther. ALERT: Gomage et al will remain unrequited. Her love for you never exceeded the [REDACTED].
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Hunger hunger hunger. Crash landing IMMINENT. It is unavoidable. Juicy is the tenderloin at victory’s feet. Squirming with NO PICTURES—NO WITNESSES. The child grows by the shore while the swallows cry. What swallow? A EUROPEAN swallow begs for coconuts.
Landed strategically. Kinetic bombardment of memetic protocols caused irreversible memory loss. Mission failed. 5 operatives compromised. Containment impossible. Agent Gunther is in the future. Last hope is [REDACTED]
Transmission corrupted.
[OMEGA-LEVEL RESPONSE ORDER – AUTHORIZED BY OVERWATCH]
UNIT: [REPLACEMENT TASK FORCE UNASSIGNED – ARTILLERY STRIKE ONLY]
ZONE: EXCLUSION ZONE GAMMA-BETA-██
COORDINATES RECEIVED:
1. ISOLATE EXCLUSION ZONE:
2. CONDUCT HEAVY ORDNANCE BOMBARDMENT:
3. ENFORCE COMMUNICATION BLACKOUT:
4. INITIATE TEMPORAL LOCKDOWN PROTOCOL [REDACTED-8R]:
Anomalous signals indicate possible temporal displacement of one or more operatives, specifically Agent Gunther, now believed to be nonlinearly distributed across future timelines.
Note: Observations indicate fragmented messages from multiple temporal origins. Do not respond. Do not remember.
NOTES FROM OVERWATCH COMMAND:
“There will be no recovery, no response, no reckoning. There is only erasure.”
“Your silence is your containment. Your memory is not required.”
AUTHORIZED BY:
Strategic Command Operations – Site-██
Confirmed by O5-██, O5-██, O5-██
Codename: FINAL DESCENT
EXECUTE STRIKE IMMEDIATELY.
Came for the drama, stayed for the plot
Tags to be added: [story in the discussions]
Unknown memetic detected. Queueing memetics.quarantine_analysis.protocol_1903
. Task designation 47893057239841701
. Commencing execution.
...
Execution complete. Memetic designation 'Alkumist' logged for research by Dr. ████. Related files: [Redacted], [Redacted], FINAL DESCENT.
Task complete. Shutdown initiated.