Alabaster: The Doomed Session - BACK FROM THE DEAD IN 2023

Ausira: Get back inside.





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Active your deathtraps





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Continue to ignore righteousPornstar.





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Ausira: Tie up enemy lusus.



So this parent isn't staying in its hive, it is accompanying its child on escapades. This reeks of an adult partnership, lusus and troll working with each other.



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You are not facing a kid. You are facing a grown-up about to join the army, or maybe one of the few full-blown adults who manage to avoid conscriptions for sweeps.

Sometimes these deviants can survive on Alternia for sweeps. The drones or the young troll cops always find them in the end, though.



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You will speed up the process.



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Your laser doors are programmed to let you and your lusus through. And only the two of you.

It makes the hunting of trespassers even easier.



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Hmmm. No one so far.



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All laser doors open slowly; you calibrated them at the best speed for maximum theatrical effects.



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You keep progressing in both curved and straight corridors. Nothing.

You should have checked on the cameras.



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You're just BOUND to find the intruder in the last room you visit.



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This is your POTTERY AND CERAMIC WORKSHOP.

This passion helps you to alleviate your constant urges of violence and genocide.



Ausira: Check oven.



Weird. The kiln is turned on.

You did not remember you had a piece in the works.



Ausira: Be patient.



You wait. The kiln is too hot to be opened right now, even for your resilient chitinous troll skin.

You spend five minutes nibbling on some expensive high-blood biscuits.

You find solace in your sea-dweller patience.



Ausira: Look at WORLD MAP.



Aaah... Your world. ALTERNIA. And its major continents, including the proud NACIREMA. You live in the Tbilisic Ocean, but most of your jurisdiction lies in Nacireman lands.



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The WORLD MAP, invaluable legacy of countless generations of highblood, is adorned in ceremonial WORDS OF WISDOM and presented here within a framing of ELEGANT FLYING LUSII and MAJESTIC MUSCLEBEAST TRIUMVIRATES.

From your personal hunting experience, musclebeasts have way more mundane shapes - the usual, a thin, rigid stallion towering over two round beasts -, but they are traditionally represented in Alternian high-caste art following unrealistic and exotic codes. And your decoration is nothing if not traditional.

You spend six full minutes contemplating the map.



Ausira: Look at TRAGICAL PRINT.



This is a representation from the classical demon tale THE BEAUTY AND THE MUSCLEBEAST. More specifically, the ending, where, after welcoming the restless souls of the Musclebeast’s victims, his loyal centaur lusus has to put down the cursed prince.

You spend two minutes meditating over the tale.



Ausira: Open oven.



The kiln will still be impossibly hot, but you need to verify.



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You find the consumed, shrunk, curled up remains of your mantis shrimp custodian. One head and one claw removed. Everything else turned to charred black leaves of fragility.