==> Reni: What Now? (OCIA/OPEN)

[reni]

==> Reni: Open your eyes.

You're not in Kansas, anymore. Not Manhattan either. Your jaw drops as you look around. Your building, your apartment complex, is the only thing left standing. You look around. The land is very bright, almost blindingly so, but there is a fog layer seemingly concentrated around your penthouse, waiting at the bottom floor.

You can't do that, right now. You look at your phone and hope you can get int contact with Ocia again.

ED: where am i
ED: ocia where am i
ED: what did this vile game do

Then it dawns on you. Cali was telling you the truth the entire time. You check your teeth. You're fangless. You look at your skin and it's just as beautiful as ever. You're no vampire. So the score is tied. This is just... Ridiculous. Preposterous. Impossible. You quickly retrieve a revolver, just in case, and a bottle of tequila. You get a bottle of blanco. Being your least favorite, you chug half the bottle without feeling remorse and put it back. You light up another cigarette and wait, hand on your head. This is the worst thing that could have ever happened to you. You wish you didn't have protagonistic immunity. That system is bullshit anyway.

You immediately hear a bit of scraping near you. You stand, revolver at the ready. A little... Thing... Comes strolling around the corner and you promptly plant a bullet in its forehead. A few things pop out of it, weird, and you examine them. Whatever. You take them, because why not.

It occurs to you that you may run out of bullets very soon. You send another message to Ocia.

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ED: ocia i need bullets
ED: i may very well run out soon and then ill be entirely defenseless
ED: i take it that is a bad thing and a potential source of panic for myself and others depending on their attitudes towards me
ED: regardless if there is any way to find and or make bullets i would very much appreciate the divulging of that information
ED: and will consider it a step in the very right direction of us becoming close friends
ED: wont you do that for me babe

[threeam3]

==>: NP: Respond.

Take a chill pill.

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The Mage sighed as he sat on his perch, overlooking his land. It was almost time that he disappeared- he had business to attend to. But for now he could use a bit of his time helping Reni. Since they seemed to be mostly on the same page, perhaps she would be a little... friendlier to him than his other Chums? Not that friendship was a big deal or anything, but Ocia found himself lacking in that department. Then again, he was kind of a freak. He sighed, glad that nobody was around. His blue eyes seemed to brighten as he looked down on his laptop screen.

-- [NP] responded--
NP: The Alchemiter- where the bottle came out of.
NP: You know what?
NP: We're going to do this the easy way.

Thanks to her being one of the last members in, nearly all of the items were unlocked. She could now simply insert her captcha code into the machine to receive multiples of the items- provided she had enough grist.

NP: Basically, collect the monster remains.
NP: With said remains, alchemize new bullets.
NP: Just put your captchalogue card into the machine and it will do what it does.
NP: Also- someone prototyped something radioactive.
NP: Be careful.
NP: And remember- I'm not psychic.
NP: You have to communicate with me or you might get into a dangerous situation.

[reni]

==> Reni: Ponder.

This thing lets you make bullets?

ED: well you know babe
ED: it would be a whole lot easier if it just let me make a gun that never needs to be reloaded
ED: and while were at it an endless tequila bottle and endless cigarette wont hurt either

You casually pull out your remaining revolver and examine it for any sorts of scratches or anything. This one was always your favorite. You hope you can keep it forever.

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ED: what is prototyping
ED: dont tell me that little thing i flicked a cigarette into has a purpose

[threeam3]

NP: It is not a big deal.
NP: Simply put, you may have given them smoke breath or something.
NP: Unfortunately, they are also radioactive.
NP: Lesser of two evils.
NP: ...
NP: Yeah, you should do your best to avoid...
NP: Killing more than maybe one.
NP: At a time anyways.
NP: But as for your gun...
NP: Maybe you will make or find a better one along the way.
NP: Do your thing.
NP: I'll build you up to the gate.

[reni]

==> Reni: Hrm.

That's not a good thing. Radioactivity? No thanks.

ED: right
ED: how would i make something again
ED: im not exactly a gunsmith babe
ED: and it doesnt look like im going to find a gun in here

You cross your arms. You just want answers. You just want to win and get this game over with so you can focus on real life.

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