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[IamanElfCollaborator]

Uh oh. Not good. If I had it, maybe I might be able to break the simulation.

"Nothing, I'm just thinking, is all. About us."

I need to see how I can get out of this.
Penelope attempts to will herself out. If not, she has one other way she could try getting out, but she's not over-eager to try it.

[Twinwolf]

((Seriously though.

This thing is horrifying.

All of the issues ever would happen from that.

What's stopping Victoria from getting in there to get away from her f*cked up life and never leaving until she dies of thirst.))

Victoria sees if any other enemies have been marked on her map.

[SOLDIER First]

((you're kidding me sb))

((what))

[Sl4cker]

((seven seems like a rather familiar number concerning wilson and women doesn't it))

[TCM]

"You heard the Lieutenant! Seven girls!" Seven cowering, shivering women are rounded up and presented to Wilson. The commander asks, "Are they all okay?"
"...I feel like there's something you aren't telling me."

Willing out of the simulation does nothing.
There are a cluster of red blips to the North East. A section of them are moving closer to her position, a half dozen or so.

[SOLDIER First]

((well Of Course It Is but i thought you meant something different))

"..They're fine."

[Twinwolf]

((And now it's pushing forum guidelines...))

Victoria moves to regroup with the nearest blue blips.

[TheBiggerFish]

There's no menu, nothing. Mason shifts closing to Penelope, "What are you doing?"
The crowd cheers Wilson as he performs the execution. The commander smiles, placing a hand on Wilson's shoulder. "Good work son. The first one is always the hardest."
Years pass. Wilson kills more, still with guilt but less hesitation; it easier to shoot at someone when they shoot at you first. Wilson is given more food and privileges. On one village raid, the commander askd Wilson, "How many women do you want? You can have whichever ones you want, besides the ones I claim first!" He chortles.
Victoria has repeled the opposing scouting party but it sounds like a larger battle is going off to the North West.
6AR runs out of the smoke cloud and force pulls the garrote back to himself. As he does so, a stray laser strikes him in the right leg, seperating it at the knee.

Well...Fix it?

And shoot back.

[TCM]

((And now it's pushing forum guidelines...))

Victoria moves to regroup with the nearest blue blips.

((I don't see any guidelines that are close to being breached.))

Well...Fix it?

(How so?)

[Twinwolf]

((...Kind of obvious where Wilson's simulation is going.))

[SOLDIER First]

((Actually, he's going to pull a Boone and shoot them to prevent something so traumatizing from happening to them.))

[TheBiggerFish]

Welding with lasknife 101?

[TCM]

The Commander and the rest of the soldiers go further into the ruined town, leaving Wilson alone with the seven.
6AR shoots one RED soldier through the smoke, but there must be a good forty or fifty on the other side
The droid is interrupted from his attempted surgery by an allied soldier, "Droid down! Do we have an engineer around here?"
Victoria comes across a Red squad setting up artillery.

[TheBiggerFish]

"I should have expected to need to repair myself.  There are 40 to 50 soldiers across.  Be wary."

Keep taking shots.

[SOLDIER First]

"Don't. Move. Any of you."
Wilson leaves them to prepare himself.

Some time passes. Wilson returns and presents the women with a stack of seven packs. Each are filled with one blanket, enough sustenance for the one woman to last a week, general supplies, and a standard issue knife.
He points in the opposite direction the Commander went, which happens to contain an unraided village several days away. (Presumably the women are still clothed.)
"There is another village that way. Take these and leave. Don't look back. In five minutes I'll pretend to shoot at you so nobody suspects anything. Don't be afraid of the gunshots."