You cram a muffin in your open wound.
The blood is not stopped by its porous dough.
This is incredibly painful
Across the room, the aline is escaping into the vent.
This may be your last chance to get to it.
You're a bit surprised it could even fit in there.
Muffins are no painkiller., your stump feels like it's been through a grinder.
If this killing machine doesn't think you'll ram it down it's got another thing coming.
But while you're screaming for vengeance your blood pressure gives out.
On the floor, you feel a coldness come over your body.
It all fades away to black from there.
You find yourself in an unfamiliar, dark void.
Your desolation is complete.
You can't tell what's going on.
What was in that muffin anyway.
Soon, you spot a light in the distance.
You seem drawn towards it.
The light seems familiar somehow.
It has to be more interesting than this void.
The whiteness feels like home to you.
Suddenly it all comes back to you.
You remember this, this was your spawning day.
That time when you got to go to the assignment room
with TM-4562324 and pick the item you liked the best.
You chose the mechanical wrench naturally and were
subsequently assigned to 25 years of engineering training.
Good times.
Oh, that's when you met TQ-01.
He picked some kind of fake toy space ship and was assigned to become
some sort of space pilot guy. You became fast friends due to your constant
juxtaposition due to your names and birth order.
There was that time where he beat you with a blunt object for
owing him so much mineral abstraction currency in a board game.
He told you that you had to be more careful regarding resources or
they'd take you away.
TQ-01 was so smart.
Then there was that one time when TQ-01 took you out to a
yogurt bar and you ordered the hugest thing they had.
Then you barfed everywhere, had to get your stomach pumped,
and had a weird lucid dream about teaching internal combustion to bugs.
Good times.
Then there was that time that TQ-04 wanted to do something
nice for TQ-05 so he had you build her an electronic dulcimer.
He was so happy to see her play that he cried. Boy, did he
ever cry.
Then there was that one time when you found out that
you'd been assigned to go into space to Zerblex-14.
TQ-01 was kind of excited about the whole thing but
the others said they were going to miss you.
You'd wish you could see them again.
Then there was that time when you put on a suit of armor an forgot how it worked.
Then a droid came in and beat you into your cupboard until TQ-01
came in to save you.
Actually that doesn't seem like that long ago.
Half an hour, an hour, it seems like months have gone by.
Then you met Alpha something something, and hit you and made you wear suits
of armor. Then she hit TQ-01 and you did a wheelie over her with a port-o-bunker.
Then she threatened to break your nerves or something and you had a high speed chase where you tried to hit her with her own circlet.Later, TQ-01 got her to promise not to kill you.
And now you're all on some random voyage through space.
Then you snuck into a cargo hold and made a suit and gun out of your droid,
Leeanne. Then you pushed around some blocks and got your arm cut off by a giant
monster that hates muffins.
Then...
Then you don't really know what happened.
You guess you bled out.
You're dead.
You always thought you'd die in a different way.
But all it is is a whitish void.
You guess you could try to haunt that monster if you knew how.
You'll just have to get used to being dead.
A voice assures you that you aren't dead.
A floating head appears, professing to be RX-411, the medical officer of the Acier Rouge.
He says that some guards found you bleeding in a control room and the following has
just been a brain probe to deduce where you came from and how you were mutilated.
You should awaken momentarily.
You awaken on a med bay table with a respirator and a blood feed.
You appear to have no right arm.
A medical sectoid stands next to you looking worried.
This was the longest update ever.
If I'm not living after midnight, tell my turbo lover that I was always a victim of changes.
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