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[Nirur Torir]

I get out of the way and yell at the onlookers to stop staring and do something useful. Like shoot it.

[malkomk]

Cript-R adresses Skrank-B. "Sir! I think the bots have all gone crazy! It must have been the--" He keeps talking, but their supervisor turns to the bot and fires three blaster shots, one after the other.

KZAT KZAT KZAT
PLING PLING PLING

They hit the bot, and several of its attachments fall off. Its speakers start hissing static.

Nirur-R scrambles out of the way yelling for the onlookers to shoot the [censored] bot already!

A crisp, educated voice says from the doorway, "Exactly what is going on here?"

Wonder of wonders. It's a High Programmer. Two mean-looking guardbots flank him, lights blinking and weapons ready.

[Criptfeind]

"Sir! The bots have started malfunctioning! I think they might have turned to Comminess!"

[malkomk]

...and the thread recieves its final bump.

I would love to say otherwise, but I'm afraid that this game is dead. With only two people playing, and only one of them having posted in a considerable amount of time, there's no alternative. I am done. There will be no more updates.

However, all is not lost. I intend to begin a new game in the near future, perhaps set in the Alpha Complex universe, perhaps not. It will be powered by Risus, or the "Anything RPG", which is a very nice and simple system. Keep a eye out.

That said, farewell, my first Paranoia game. May your memory live on as a happy one.