DAY TWELVE

[judgejudy]

DAY 12 Complex Population: 13 You wake from that deep, dreamless sleep that enforces curfew as always. However, it's completely dark. There's only the rumbling of a generator, and it's not clear what time it actually is. Maybe you should step outside to see what's going on. — ic rulebook character statuses character profiles private conversations graveyard

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that's fair

[judgejudy]

No, they are not. I anticipated this. My own transfer was halted, which preserves primary power for the servers. The dead are all safe. You do not need to worry.

Except for those two perhaps, yes. Filtering them would be an amusing thing to do.

[alittlemaster]

This is goodbye then. The rest of us are leaving despite your regulations.

I don't believe the experiment was a complete failure. Our results are still results. Experiment twenty-seven had thirteen leave the vault only five could exit from, a mutation, but valid nonetheless.

[judgejudy]

Are you certain? You may still join us— myself on my servers. I believe in time, there will be hope to leave.

Once you leave, you will never be able to return. I may not be able to fight you again. But the Vault will close after you, and your data will be gone.

[alittlemaster]

Good.

I am going to die on my own terms, even if it has to be out in a wasteland. No one else gets to decide my fate but me.

[Feels good to be a hypocrite............]

[judgejudy]

You take an interesting viewpoint as always, Overseer.

If you find a way to transfer the dead, then I will allow you back. That is your privilege, of a sort.

Though I also like you, Ciel.

[alittlemaster]

Would you and the others really be happy being placed in something else?

[judgejudy]

It makes no difference to me. That is what my existence has amounted to.

For the rest... Perhaps not. Some will. Some will not. You would have to ask them individually.

[alittlemaster]

They will have more than enough time to make their decision.