[text] - anonymous

[brandingproblem]

[because listen old habits die hard and haha fuck the idea of blasting identifying information over a questionably secured at best network in a freaky mystery city!!!]

So we're all just supposed to lie back and take it like this is just where our lives are now?

If you consider this place home and are getting back to previously established lives, fine whatever. But some of us aren't exactly looking to start whole new lives in a supposedly sentient city in the middle of everywhere or nowhere.

How do we make this place hate us and spit us back out or however the hell any of this works? Who's got the brains and the lab tech to reverse the bridge that brings us in to take us back? What metaphysical bullshit needs done to fix everything?

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[brandingproblem]

You underestimate my ability to piss people off just by existing.

But yeah. The tower is the obvious focal point, but getting in and asking questions or looking for answers is a hard sell at best. What we really need is a hand from people who have apparently been here before.

[needsabreak]

nah. if this conversation is anything to go off of, i think i have a pretty good idea at how good you are at being annoying.

[Sorry, he basically set himself up for that one.]

i'm worried you might be too good at it and that the response won't be the one you're hoping for. the last thing i want to see is innocent people getting hurt because the city is retaliating and pissed at you.

i've spoken to a handful of people who were here before. it's helpful but apparently things have changed since they were last here. by how much, again seems we're all in the dark

[brandingproblem]

[You, he likes you.]

I don't need more people in the crosshairs for my stunning skill at causing trouble, true.

If all the answers to the most important questions are a resounding I don't know, then what? Get a team of astrophysicists to unravel the secrets of the universe in this specific localized part of said universe?

[needsabreak]

i'm not sure. that's the problem, isn't it?

um. hey. call me if you want. i don't need this next part on record... hopefully they don't record or listen in on our calls.

or better yet, swing by the shooting range. just tell the guy at the counter that you're from the network or something.