#Disconnected
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Wow. Send them my way, but I can’t guarantee that I’ll use them
Mitosis
That happened to me as well
I don't mind. I have fun doing this anyways.
A little pink rivpup
This hasn't happened to me what
My game had crashed and when I booted it up I had three of them
Hold on let me see if I can’t find the image
Coming via DM.
Done.
Babbies
Sometimes I’m sad I play on console and I can’t have mods that give me riv babies
Riv babies best babies
If my 9 1/2 year old I3 can run modded rain world, then there's hope for you.
Might write something about this little guy. Found them in Submerged Superstructure on my hunter run where I got Moon her cloak and sadly died
Also fun fact: ||on subsequent Hunter runs moon has been clothed||
Woahah
I have an original slug cat character that I can share later, once I have access to my tablet though. 
Well, Since I have a iterator oc, I might as well create a slugcat oc alongside them.
Need a name tho..
also i will say that at this point i'll probably include only one oc per person
Ah.
Perfectly reasonable.
Eternal it is for me then
okay
here is the list so far. this time im actually keeping track so i dont suffer later
gonna get to see a whole slugciety
if you credit on ao3 I would prefer credit to my ao3 username if you don't mind (fairyring)
ye ye
thank!
goes to all of you, if there is a preferred way of crediting yourself please let me know and link here/dm me
this me fr rn
also i would like to mention one more thing: eternal can never go completely visible, making them like 80% visible at max
- You're welcome to put my username under the credits. I don't really care either way.
- For Lost, imagine a less rotund gourmand. Not quite as fun sized as the real deal, but not normal either. Also, he's called Lost 'cause he sucks at navigating.
i have my carrd.co link in my bio so just ping me
Is Lost who you prefer to be in the fic?
No preference either way. Just saw your note and figured I'd make the correction.
ah
Whoever you need/want for the story, is who you should use.
Don't let me slow your roll!
alright, cool
I have a slug cat called the librarian. They are a messenger for a iterator, is that okay?
would they realistically find themself in a colony?
I mean yeah, they enjoy sharing their knowledge with the wild scugs they meet. If they managed to complete their goal they would probably find a colony to stay in.
i hope i'm not late-
the gardener/abandoned (idk i'm bad with names)
just a funny little green scug which likes plants a lot. they were heavily injured once, so they use plants as prosthetics. they are really sweet and like helping others. also they are expert in healing
can i send a drawing of them?..
(also i'm so sorry my english is so bad)
alright sure, that could work. anything of note about them? their color? also what are your thoughts on them dying
that's fine
what are your thoughts on them dying
i'm fine with deaths/injuries :D
I can share their reference in an art discussion channel. And feel free to kill them off, I kill my characters off a lot.
I'm thoroughly entertained on how this discussion has gone from "our happy little OCs," to a literal hit-list.
i just want to make sure people are okay to things happening to their ocs
because someone i asked in another server wasn't okay with it
just because they might doesnt mean they will
i mean my character (the eternal) is based off of the lost from the binding of isaac so just a hunch but i think they've died more than just a few times
Can I send the reference in here or should I go to a discussion channel?
Alright give me a moment.
Also if you have too many characters I don’t mind if you don’t use winter c: feel free to consider her filler lol
no no i have plans for her :)
👀
there it is! its a bit old but uuuh
damn thats kickass
ty :3
Agreed, really cool OC

i hope you don't mind if i use "gardener" for them instead because abandoned doesnt make much sense for a name for someone in a colony
This was just me making a small reference.
oki!
aaaw i love this lil goober!! 
i'd also like to mention that eternal is like 1.5x the hight of a spup when they are fully grown becuse short.
short
love them
✨tiny✨
another thing my brain thought up: eternal would be a bookworm bookscug
am i too late for this?
They said the chapter wouldn't be done for a while so you good
okay
i also want to violently throw my scug in there but i can't think of a name
describe scug
They'd be deep blue with streaks of lighter blue on their underside
Generally empathetic and kind to their iterator
think therapy scug
i have a cool scugular object
Name is The Beast
Anyway basically it is a black slugcat who is very scruffy and all of its skin and fur is hard and tough
It adapted to living in a vat of acid lol
It has 5 eyes, and no nose. Its mouth is inbetween all of its eyes on its face.
It stays disguised as an eye when closed and basically the mouth has a bunch of teeth and is a circle with a very long spikey tongue that can stab you and then it basically uses it as a grapple to get to you quickly.
Also, this creature is a mutated failed expiriment made by Ten Obscure Planetoids, it was supposed to be a rot killer slugcat for the group senior Reflections Of Stars, who got rot because of another member of the group whos kinda a reckless jerk and bla bla etc etc
Also it has pointy pointy very pointy ears.
i just realized how long that is
lol
Ah, manmade horrors beyond my comprehension
oh also i forgot to say when it was discarded he put it in an acid filled garbage dump and locked the regions gates.
It escaped by getting picked up by a vulture lol
Also it has a distaste for iterators because of the reason that he got put in acid
TOP locked all of the gates*
they*
woops, my bad!
im also making a mod for the beast too so yeah
It’s probably never gonna be finished anyway tho
too much work
also about it not liking iterators… It will eat moon if it is not given food probably
LIZARD SACRIFICE/j
aight with some help i got a name for the scug!
"Quelling dark thoughts"
or just "queller" as most would refer to them as.

i dont think they would fit with what im doing rn, sorry
Its okay thats what i thought you were gonna say anyway
Not like you can just have a murderer slugcat thats really weird and eats iterators in your book
How do you even eat an iterator 💀
true
in this au it would be a very dangerous meal for creatures who weren't intelligent
however uh
nevermind
I imagine eating an iterator would likely kill the eater
internal bleeding and all that
atleast we know moon will respawn
this reminds me of
(taffy an suns are friends btw)
another cover art? waow
oh neat 
You made me think of something. How dare you inspire my creative side to churn?
Anyway, enjoy a little creature, not quite a benevolent one.
This slugcat, titled "The Unwise", is one of the many purposed organisms created by Hori, but you may leave this detail out, and just have it be sent from some Iterator or other. Their little nickname is "Weiss".
Before you ask, yes - their nickname "Weiss" is pronounced the german way.
This creature isn't particularly intelligent, but is superhuman - or should I say, superscug - in physique.
Average height, dark blue with copper-coloured patches, and a stronger build than most slugcats.
This creature has a simple task in mind - eradicate all slugcats inhabiting Hori's can.
They obviously can't take out an entire colony of slugcats themselves, which is where their ability comes in.
Persuasion.
It makes unwise - but appealing - decisions that'll leave a colony smaller than it was before, but should keep it alive.
It does this until a colony falls, and then move onto their next victims.
Can't go too deep into the details, and I won't - as they'd likely never get used, and I must preserve my story before it all leaks out of me.
The reason I highlighted "should" here is that it may not have been equipped to deal with other superscugs, such as the beast that's called Arti. Or that one critter constantly on a sugar rush. Or Suns' beloved pet rodent.
And yes, I'm perfectly fine with you killing them.
In fact, should you decide to use them, I encourage their suffering.
Adding to this - She - Her pronouns. The Librarian, Library for short can speak the language of the iterators (They also speak pretty formally, as in they will use full titles without much annoyance or fuss on how long they usually are) and has an infinitely vast mind to take in knowledge like a sponge. Hence their name, Librarian, they can read pearls! They don’t keep them due to their photographic memory (Photographic memories are not a real thing, but I find that explaining it as that makes it easier to understand.) Other than that and being tall (to reach more knowledge) they are kinda just a slug cat courier. (Their vast knowledge could probably help them in battle)
Thier owner (A Jasper Thread) has two plots that happened due to storyline being changed. There’s one where The Librarian is trying to find a way to give Jasper’s memory’s back (she threw them in trash due to the grief of losing a friend) and one where she is trying to find a iterator who has knowledge of rot to save her due to Jaspers communications being destroyed. Whether she failed or not is for you to decide.
( Why Librarian would join a colony ) The Librarian probably saw a way to gain more knowledge due to the rarity of having two cans connected, and a good way to help her species survive and even perhaps thrive.
Sorry for the paragraph just thought it might be helpful in some way. Feel free to change any aspects of the character as well! as she is probably going to be a handful to implement, and if you need a simpler scug I have one.
(She is not protected by the government (Though is loved) / she is killable. )
Lore 
gardener's regular patient, That Thing.
he is a movement professional, and he is ALWAYS in trouble. That Thing often just appears near the gardener with a broken leg or something, stays there for a few cycles and than backflips into the nowhere again. he "wears" these leafs on his head to look more like the gardener... or maybe other purposes, nobody really knows most his intentions, since he cannot speak. or just doesn't want to
is ok to kill
just a silly little idea. i know, there are already a lot of scugs suggested by other people (they are all very cool btw!!), but i'm pretty sure that the gardener would at least joke about That Thing at some point 
woah this is super neat
love the integration of all the different plants
hehe thanks! 
i did actually spent a lot of time on the plants so it doesn't look like a mess haha
Chapter 40: Spire
Well, Spitfire and Spearmaster had been right. A spire, rising into the clouds, had awaited the traveling slugcat colony. The air was warmed by the humming deep under the earth. Gourmand had been quick to organize everyone, instructing a few parties to explore the surrounding area and keep it safe, while having some of the caretakers take the slugpups into one of the larger shelters.
It had been a good few cycles since they arrived, and Gourmand gathered a few brave slugcats to help clear the spire of lizards. Although they generally stayed atop, the presence of the colony at the base of their home had garnered their attention, and a few cyans had already wandered to the base. Though they were quickly dispatched, there were a few close calls.
“Remember,” Gourmand had told them. “The minimum we want to do is keep them from harming our people. How you go about it is up to your discretion.”
The gathered party nodded to each other, five slugcats strong. The appointed leader of the expedition, a large golden slugcat named Delight, gave them a salute.
“Absolutely,” She said. “Soon enough we may have a whole host of colony defenders!”
A black-and-white striped slugcat scoffed, leaning on a spear. “Or food."
"I personally vote for taming them, Menace" Winter, a stout, fluffy white slugcat replied meekly. "I'd rather not risk a fight. And besides, if we tame one of the yellow lizards, we should be able to tame them all."
"That's just a folk story," Sweetgum laughed, clapping a light pink paw on Winter's shoulder. "In reality, you need to feed all of them. The only advantage is that they won't fight each other."
A small gray slugcat sighed. "We can just decide when we get up there. It'll depend on whether we have food to give them, after all."
"I'm sure that there will be plenty, Eternal," Delight reassured, taking a spear into her hands and pointing up the tower. "Anyways, onwards, to adventure!"
"Wait!" A small, blue slugcat, just barely out of adolescence, ran up to the group, waving her arms. "Can I come?"
Gourmand stepped forward, kneeling down to meet her gaze. "Sorry, Orchid. This isn't a job for-"
"Let her come," Menace butted in. "We'll keep an eye on her. After all, we're probably going to be traveling to above the clouds, and I think the little squirt should be able to take in the view while we're up there."
Orchid's yellow eyes lit up, while Gourmand could only let out a little chuckle.
"Well, alright. No rain deer play, you two, alright?"
"Yes, Gourmand!"
"Of course we won't. We'll try to be fast, but we may be out for a while."
The expedition team said their last good-byes, before starting the climb up the long spire. At first, the climb was utterly uneventful, with a few batflies having taken roost and centiwings fluttering through the air lazily. Everyone kept pace with each other, watching each other's back as they rose, higher and higher, until they stumbled upon a pack of yellow lizards, lounging around on the arm of one of the strange dishes that dotted the structure.
Menace went to step forward, but Delight stopped them. After a moment, she spat out a hazer from her stomach, before whistling and dropping it to the floor. Immediately, the entire pack took interest. One in particular stepped forward; the alpha, if its comically large antenna were any indication. It snuffed at Delight, before taking the squid into its mouth and swallowing it whole.
Delight then stepped forward, placing a hand on its head. It closed its eyes, antenna twitching and flashing alongside the others of its species. After a moment, it nudged Delight, making a soft guttural sound. The others seemed to follow close behind, ambling towards the rest of them in a non-threatening manner.
Winter was the first to break formation, approaching a small, orangey lizard and offering her hand to it. It seemed to accept the gesture in turn, grunting happily as it licked her hand.
"Well," Sweetgum shrugged. "I suppose I was wrong. You are able to befriend them all if you befriend one…"
"I just think I have a knack for it," Delight replied, scratching under the alpha lizard's chin. "Now, let's keep going."
The troop left the yellow lizards behind for now, figuring they'd grab them on the way back. For now, though, there were other lizards they had to take care of. Menace speared a white one from across an interior room, and Eternal managed to tame a cyan one with a dead adult noodlefly. However, just before they breached the cloud layer, something caught Orchid's eye;
Something was draped over a shaded corner, a simple white sheet swaying gently in the wind. Perhaps a scavenger had taken residence here? Curiosity got the better of her, and cautiously, spear in paw, they approached. She could catch a glimpse of something light beige glowing within, reminding them a bit of those little worm creatures that sometimes stared at her when she explored. However, otherwise, the inside was-
Their breath caught as they heard something shift inside. A clink of a pearl, something getting onto sturdy feet and walking slowly towards the entrance to the little nook. They could begin to hear faint pops of electricity which made their hair stand on end. An elite scavenger? Out here, alone? No, there was a bit of a lizard hiss in that, too-
The curtain flung open, and the last thing that Orchid saw was a glimpse of deep, lifeless eyes on a pale figure that towered over her, holding something teeming with electricity in one hand… before she was flung back by a blast of energy to her face. She couldn't even scream as she was sent careening over the edge, though she caught a glimpse of her terrified companions watching from the edge as she fell.
Credits:
Delight by @cosmic perch on the Stories Community (https://www.youtube.com/@AzaloonyToons)
Menace by @merry pagoda on Raincord
Winter by @still mulch on Raincord (https://archiveofourown.org/users/fairyring/pseuds/fairyring)
Sweetgum by @night birch on Raincord
Eternal by @velvet narwhal on Raincord (https://lukessitething.carrd.co/)
Orchid by @vapid pivot on Stories Community
Do not fret if you submitted a character and they didn't appear here. This chapter was getting long so I decided to split it.
i wanna read this but i'm figuring out how to save in ibis paint again
i dont like being affiliated w this server tbh-
found out how now i can read™️
so this makes TWO universes where orchid dies!!!! hahah
Oh no! Orchid! Baby down!
oh noes
This is great love this
oh no the sweet little things
well this seems like it will be fun!
i hope eternal won't just get double rock comboed and heccin die
in canon orchid gets friggin chomped by a lizard
she's the sister/best friend of my main scug oc
if you don't want harm to come to them just let me know, it is not too late for you
Can’t catch a break
(you dont mind if i post the map part w her in it, in here, right machine?)
idm
no it'll be funny
okok
oh slugcats
you live in such a dangerous world
would be a shame if something happened 
Noooo the babies
noooo!!!!
the little things!!!!! well 
skill issue
rosebud: and thus i was forever traumatized and my abilities severely compromised
RW community torturing scugs left and right. It’s how we show love
also fret not you can still submit a scuglat to be placed on the chopping block (or just to be there and vibe)
yeah should work on that
(kind of forgot
)
If Librarian is too strange then I can offer you a scug called Scrap. 
Also Orchid the child is down 
SLUGPUP DOWN 
im likely to nerf librarian if i use them
like heavily
Orchid fell from a great height- Minecraft
LOL
orchid: so ive got two deaths now... one to a lizard and one to fall damage caused by... something... i have no idea 😔
Also makes sense. I can share scraps design when I finally do their reference because Librarian is overpowered.
I did not mean to ping if I did. 
soilers for future plans but:
||death by lesbiab||

alright just put something together really quick
I'm kind of bad at descriptions (one of the things I need to work on for stories) and well not sure what to call the fluffy uh edge thing she has on her tail so made a drawing 
this is stargazer: might have a fancy name but she is a pretty normal slugcat
most of her real lore stuff probably wouldn't make sense for this story so all you really need to know is that she is a younger slugcat (probably around whatever a slugcat would consider a young adult or teenager) her mother was taken by a vulture
personality wise it doesn't really matter but she would probably be a bit quiet and well mannered (slugcat manners
) and well she likes the stars
She probably won't fall to harm, but just in case, are you okay with harm befalling her?
yeah
this little thing can suffer 
cool cool
also guess it's 'the stargazer'
in this fic you give them both a name and title right? if she needs a real name could probably find something

it depends on whether you think she would have gotten a title yet
uhh eternal's name would be spirit becuase of the ghost stuff
👍
stargazer is her title I guess? so if she needs a name (goes to look for ideas)
Scilla, Glory, maybe violet?
i'll keep that in mind
whatever happens it's fine
love the story so far
maybe I should read more rain world stories 
the one that this character is supposedly from #rw-oc-gallery★ message
(no I have not looked into it... I don't think
)
new chapter lets gooooo 
poor orchid D:
Excellent work, as always. Got a pretty good idea of who our unnamed guest is. Also, Orchid... 
if there was one thing i'd change about dc'ed, i'd make moon less lucid in the early chapters. have her be more delerious and less comprehensible.
ah well its fine
Well, hindsight is 20-20. All's fine.
( Forgot to spoil the image the first time
) Anyways haven’t been feeling well so I didn’t have the energy to finish the reference so here’s Scrap or Scrap Metal. She tends to be self sacrificing and quick witted. (Spoilers for scarring)
Struggles of writing as you go
I have a few things already that I would adjust if I rewrote mine
Even though I have an outline 
scrappy lad
That scug looks like they could use a bluefruit
why am i always somehow late to every chapter 
This is too cool to be late to
When i first read it i forgor that there were ocs till Winter showed up
queller?
The fella I was talkin about earlier
ah
here lmme copy paste the thingy
.
ye
y'all this is not a drill
Tumblr is a place to express yourself, discover yourself, and bond over the stuff you love. It's where your interests connect you with your people.
you dont understand i am going feral
!!!!
moon please don't stab me
:)
I’m so excited for the sliver stuff you have no idea 
Her one good eye screams insanity.
feral
moon becomes slug/scav not physically of course but mentally 
If I were to suddenly be given the mental capacity of a rodent, I’d go feral too.
This isn’t rocket science, folks. If you were incapacitated by your brother, lived in constant, silent pain for several years because of it, and you had the mental capacity of a wet mouse when you eventually came back from it, you’d go feral.
you summarized it scarily well
well done
Thank you. Years of reading any book I can find and explaining it as concisely as possible to some poor victims of mine gave me experience.
I can respect that
My brain is a maze with bugs.
When one manages to find an answer, I'll get duplicates of that one, and work on making minor modifications.
Then, I rerun the test.
Ok hang on
This means that I find what makes things that sticks and what doesn't by luck.
I don't mean to scare you but
I think you might be an iterator bro
How did you know, machine?
Because uhh
Hush, me on a different account!
We don't need anyone finding our secrets!
Very well, undignified cretin.
Oh yes
i almost forgot
Erratic pulse, please take this comically large red lizard
may they serve you well
Are they capable of destroying the Rot?
I wanted a way to go out. This is the least pleasant way.
Wait - are they able to kill me faster than the Rot?
Either one works.
My little ruffian has taught me that it's possible to do this.
I just need to assign a citizen ID drone to them.
Speaking of which, I have some lying around - I can reactivate them.
I shall assign one to the next red lizard that comes by.
Unfortunately, death by lizard or rot will not free you from the cycles.
Like sleep like death.
It's a possibility.
You'd need void
I function on a higher level than other organisms do.
exactly, so you'd be more tied to the world.
While their souls whir alone, I am composed of hundreds of them.
Thousands, even.
It would stand to reason that "I" am not tied to any single soul.
And that when all of them die, I may, too, die with them.
Regardless, wouldn't those souls wake up as well?
When my little ruffian was around, things weren't so bad.
But by the time what I made out to be a little green thing did, most of them have perished.
When they die, "I" do not cycle along with them.
Because you are seperate but connected
"I" am not tied to any single soul, therefore, it may be that for beings of my degree, an answer to ascencion could be found through death.
When they all die, "I" am no more.
But as "I" am not tied to a single soul, "I" would not be attached any longer to this world.
I need to break character for this.
I am writing my own story, one not tied to Rain World.
And one of the main characters - and eventually the antagonist - has many souls tied to them.
I found the idea interesting, so when Banan wrote something about Iterators not being tied to a single soul, I had to use it.
neato
Also, yes, I checked in with Courier, she told me that alternate accounts were allowed as long as they were marked as such.
Lmao I was like oh hey I just wrote about this, what are the chances 
Actually, is this allowed? I'll spoil it just in case.
I wonder if Hunter's heard of one of these. Spoilers for an image of a firearm.
If I come back and I'm banned, I want one of you to kindly send me an appeal form.
I mean. There’s literally a gun in the game I think you’re good lol
I found the image funny.
I had to use it somewhere.
And if I get banned for it, just know - I do not regret sending it.
Hey, it got a laugh out of me
Likewise. If that gets you banned somehow, I'll be very disappointed.
Where is the group at right now? (Definitely not making art.)
what group
The group of scugs
uuh idk 
I'm going to assume that they were around the tower where riv met spear and hunter
so oe ||outer expance||
yeah probably, since they were going to meet the gourmand colony
Gourmand colony is at the base of the spire between NSH and FP/BSM’s facilities. The traveling party have climbed up the spire and are still under the cloud layer.
Moon’s squad is somewhere around the Auxiliary Transmission Arrays, getting food.
Idk where to put the art either. 
Post it here so I can admire 
And also in one of the discord art galleries so others can too!
It’s a bit different due to how I draw iterators but hopefully you don’t mind that. 
Thank you! Also yes draw 
Djddivevdibdi kd kdbjbinwbirbkfbosnlebjbdnsonlenlzbk donoenkdblejownondlbdonelnkdhoehownlbkfbeo
Sure
You can credit me by Macncheesecake on anything.
Your fine. 
Fan art is the ultimate blessing for authors omg
It is it really is 
If you get fan art you know you’ve Made It
I might make fanart of ||winter and lump|| if given permission.
(Spoilers for the “His fate in small hands” fanfic, just in case.)
I would love that sm
Feral moon agenda
Might color it some time but idk I’ve been digging the uncolored ones lately shrug
It’s just that kinda day
thank you so very much
c:
That actually looks really good
neat 
Drown the Disconnected au thread with fan art. /hj
graaah im drowning
(just like moon's structure omg)
@tulip plume @still mulch
I know I already asked you in a way Cheese but would you two mind if I posted your art alongside next chapter on AO3?
I would not mind / feel free 
Oh sure
Also moons structure 
hold on whats that one echo quote
We got sent to the shadow realm/j
"All for a heap of rusted metal steeped in a puddle of frozen water."
(whenever i read that quote i imagine the superstructure as a teabag)
Our art was thought to be dlc due to the cloak, which is understandable.
Also Can tea bag.
tea
I suppose I should put an official note here; any art you make for this is greatly appreciated, but it will most likely be considered "DLC" art. So, if you want to share with the rest of the server, post it in #downpour-art-gallery★
(i'll see if i can get this pinned)
doned :3
gracias
Shadow doing stuff! good job Shadow!
hope you are doing well!
its easy to forget the barrier between dlc and vanilla, especially with things like moon cloak and hunter roy
Hunter’s name is Roy confirmed.

Aight colored it. Can’t decide if I like the bg color or not so have both
GRAAAA
neat
I wonder... do you feel like how I imagine I would feel if someone made fanart of something I did?
kind of hard to know for sure
Getting fanart feels awesome!
Someone spent time drawing a thing based on your character/world/story. Every time I’ve ever gotten fanart I’ve been so happy! I wanna hug anyone who draws something for me 
I like to think almost any creator would feel the same
makes me want to go feral in a positive way
especially when you don't expect it
Also yeah feel free to repost it wherever you want to, I don’t have an art presence online anymore so I won’t be putting it anywhere myself
Idec about credit these days really tbh I’m a hermit lol
i'll still credit your ao3 lol
c:
This reminds me of the time when i made a tupper of tinkerer and like 30 minutes later someone had made art of him
Here's the art i did
and here's what shin did!
cheese wedge (positive)
Okay so I just binged trough all of this and:
- Whoa this is really cool and I am looking forward to more
- Is it just me or is pebbles a bit more... pshcho than usual?
Normal pebbles: oh shit I got the rot and moon collapsed because of my actions 
Disconnected pebbles: You should rot yourselves... NOW!
I can’t wait for the drama/conflict pebbles will face
Especially with author’s handle being angst machine 
I wonder if he will be more like "oh shit I was dumb, rot is not the solution" or "BOW BEFORE ME MORTALS, FOR I AM FREE OF THE CYCLE"
Internally the former, externally the latter
Wants to believe the latter
Is too much a shit to actually fully realize/accept he’s being terrible
Yeah sounds close enough
Wait shit I just got an idea for a meme with this AU lmao
Meme? 
doit
Also, glad you enjoy it! Kinda leaning in to unhinged pebbles
Being trapped in a cage with a ticking time bomb in your chest will do that to you, even if that time bomb has already exploded
Well being trapped in a cage for a millennia will also do that to you, but. Yknow.
Yeah I don't have time for it rn tho
All good, I’m not going anywhere lol
Take your time, or don’t do it at all. Either way
Some take it better than others
Drives one mad, being unable to transcend reality
Days without thinking about the neverending cycle keeping me bound here and how I can't break it yet: 0
just read through the entire thread
saving this, the story is very good~
3+ points for being correct/having me agree with you
hi!
agreed
Thank you all for the support 
story big good
brain like
7+ points for doing a great job!
hope you are doing well!
Thank you! I am uh. Going through stuff. But I’m still chipping away at next chapter haha
hope stuff get good
(if you can't read it it says LTTM is disconect)
thats a lot of words/characters for one chapter. might trim a bit
(for reference, this is 6 discord messages worth)
(because i am a poor baby with no nitro)
oh woah
woah,
you CAN still bonk this into one chapter if you feel w/o shortening, no pressure
it wouldnt make sense to split it up tbh
it'd be the longest chapter ive posted yet i think
and its like 50/50 iterators talking and pebbles justifying his actions to himself
(yes pebbles pov incoming)
last pebble pov was like. uh
Pebbles, torching moon’s house and then himself: this is fine
I’m ready
i am not however, still need to format for discord
I await, patient but excited 
happi dance
technical difficulties please stand by
haha
Chapter 41: Cognizant
How does one come back from the brink? How does one make a miraculous, if incomplete, recovery, enough to have found their voice again?
Five Pebbles knew the local group's explanation, and was now painfully aware of the draw on his water resources. That explained the drop in the water table over the past few cycles. That did not explain, however, how she was able to broadcast.
There was nothing more that occupied his mind than the management of the Rot which was, thankfully, far easier to manage than his breeding program. It had been a respite on his overclocked systems, if he was honest with himself, though it felt strange to not be using so much processing power anymore.
A part of him wanted to drum up his systems again, work them on something. But there was little that needed to be done. The only problem he could see with his plan was the… pain. The pain of something that wasn't supposed to be there, gnawing at undefendable systems, tearing through him. Even though it was him.
…he'd have to simply manage. Let it pass over him, even if it made him grow more impatient by the moment. If this temporary suffering was the cost to being free, then so be it.
It was a stark realization, really. Soon enough, he would be free from the maze, truly free, and join his creators in blissful ascension. Whatever greeted him on the other side, it didn't matter. It had to be better than living, if his creators pursued it so vehemently. And, by proxy, it had to be better than his accursed existence.
A notification of the removal of the overseer lockdown flashed in front of his puppet, pulling him from his thoughts. He stared at it blankly, though internally his neurons flared with annoyance.
Looks to the Moon. Her ghost. In his mind, there was no way that the fallen structure had more processing power than a server tower. And yet the dead acted, haunting him.
[LIVE BROADCAST] - Announcement
Big Sister Moon to Local Group
BSM: Overseeee lock lift
BSM: Send to aux transmmmmm
BSM: Array
BSM: is impor
BSM: a lot I want ssssss
BSM: refrain from brbro til overs overseer here
Five Pebbles trained his eyes at the announcement. So the message wasn't a one-off fluke.
…why did it fill him with such dread?
He should ignore it, a little piece of him said. Nothing good would come of it.
But with a mere thought, he obeyed her order, dispatching an overseer to her structure for the first time since before her collapse.
It zipped past room after room, sending him images from inside. However, he could only cross his arms as he noticed that the scavenger presence on her can was… bustling, to say the least. No sign of that little ruffian he sent here. Perhaps he had overestimated their abilities, and they had been turned away.
Eventually, the overseer appeared on top of the auxiliary arrays. Apparently, his overseer wasn't the first to arrive; one of Looks to the Moon's overseers pinged him. Begrudgingly, he sent his own to its location.
…it felt as if all of his processes froze. He couldn't be seeing this right. No. It had to be a trick of the light, or an error in the overseer. It had to be.
No matter how much he refreshed the overseer eye or changed the position, though, her emaciated puppet was still there, one eye dark and the other eye covered by what he can only assume to be a piece of her cloak. She appeared to be powering the broadcast from her puppet…
This explained… a lot. But also left a million questions swimming in his mind. This had to be a consequence of her collapse, that much was clear. The fact that her puppet had been brought up here and connected, though… how? Surely the messengers hadn't been clever enough to do this without guidance.
Her overseer appeared on her shoulder, staring unblinking at his own. Soon, he was invited to a public chat. He hesitated to join, but… once again, there was nothing better to do. So, he accepted the invite… alongside a certain green overseer appearing next to his.
[LIVE BROADCAST] - Public
BSM: pebble ?
NSH: MOON! MOOOOOOOOON!!!
BSM: Oh Hi Sig
NSH: Words cannot describe how happy I am to be speaking to you again! It's a miracle your broadcast arrays are working still.
NSH: The local group hasn't been the same without you, sis. I'm so glad to have you back.
BSM: Miss y you too
BSM: Over Overseer here
NSH: Yes, yes, getting the data from it n-
NSH: …Moon.
BSM: yeah
NSH: Big Sister Moon.
BSM: that th me yes
NSH: …
NSH: Holy shit.
BSM: explain more when when
BSM: others come
Pebbles cringed internally as more overseers appeared, white and purple and red and… tan? To be frank with himself, he wasn't sure what to make of that one. It had to be feral, perhaps attracted by the fresh signals. Though that didn't explain how close it got to Moon.
His musing got cut off by Unparalleled Innocence breaking the silence in the broadcast.
UI: …
UI: You look like shit, Moon. You too Pebbles.
BSM: thanks
CW: Moon? Are… are you okay?
SRS: This is…
SRS: Moon, I'm so sorry.
BSM: no apology, this my fault
BSM: I waswaswas
BSM: a poor sister
NSH: Now, Moon, don't go blaming yourself for this. Five Pebbles was the fucker who did this to you.
BSM: …
BSM: not mad. I underderder
BSM: he was is frustr
BSM: Do I forgive him? I don't know.
BSM: But there are more mo pressing isssssues
BSM: pebbles, you made youryouryour
BSM: yourself sick. why?
He didn’t need forgiveness or vitriol. He had done nothing wrong. Nothing!
But a thought came to the forefront of his mind, one that he had done so much to bury.
You prevented all communications from the outside world with a signal jammer. Did you even think about how it would affect her? Even if she wanted to, she couldn’t have let anyone know of her condition. Not even you.
You saw her final broadcast before her fall. She wanted help. Needed help. Yet you prevented her from so much as speaking up about it.
Had his systems ever felt this cold before? His mycelia retracted into themselves, his neurons vibrating to keep at optimal temperatures. Perhaps he just wasn’t used to his systems operating at such low power, but…
He stole another glance at Moon’s puppet. She was in far worse straits than he was. She shouldn’t be concerning herself with his well-being. And if he wanted to continue pursuing the path of ascension, then…
FP: …
FP: Worry about yourself, sister, and leave me be. I've found my way out.
BSM: It isn't a way out!
BSM: you will die
BSM: but we are part of thethethethe
BSM: cycle
BSM: like sleep like death.
SRS: …
CW: You experienced it?
BSM: Yes
FP: No. I can't…
How was that possible? Their kind was built to be above the cycle, watching time roll on for eternity. They weren’t supposed to be a part of it, weren’t supposed to die…
…how ironic for him to seek it, yet believe it wouldn't manifest in another way.
He ordered his overseer to report the condition of nearby karmic fields. Surely, this would prove that she was lying, perhaps in a vain attempt to get him to back down.
But instead, he was hit with a wave of horror that chilled him further. The field emanating from around her was singular, about as potent as those of a scavenger. That wasn’t supposed to be possible. Each biological component of her should be emanating their own, near-microscopic fields, and yet…
It didn't help that the signatures in her field indicated that, perhaps, she had cycled, or otherwise had a depressed maximum karma. Either way, the implications were clear.
Perhaps his little project wasn’t the solution he was looking for, after all. But did that matter in the end? For his goal of leaving this pitiful existence above the clouds?
FP: We all know our existence as iterators is torture, even if we refuse to admit it. Death and reincarnation, ascension, both would be an escape from this hell we were built into.
FP: Ascension would be preferable, but reincarnation would still give me a better chance at attaining that for my soul than the alternative.
BSM: Pebble s no
BSM: Please
FP: What would you prefer I have done, Moon? Just continue working on the problem, endlessly running around the maze with no end in sight? Or perhaps nothing, twiddling my thumbs until I collapse like you?
FP: No. I am forging my own path, one that takes me out of-
BSM: I want you to be happy.
BSM: …and if if this is what will mmake you haphap
BSM: then I won't stop yyyyyy
BSM: just dont force for this on me
BSM: and consider whatwhatwhat
BSM: what you are leaving behind
BSM: friends, family, memory, *yourself*
BSM: all lost to rot and an rust.
BSM: …
BSM: if you want escape
BSM: i can help
BSM: you dont have to to to go alone
FP: …I don't need your groveling. And I don’t need your help. I am doing fine for myself.
FP: It would be best if you didn't pursue this further.
BSM: …
BSM: if if you insist
NSH: Seriously? Just like that?
CW: Sig-
BSM: just. can i ask a few things of you pebbles, before you die
He should say no at this point. Disengage from the conversation. Block all communications…
But Moon still had seniority privileges. She could force him to hear her out, now. Besides, perhaps she deserved some… mercy.
FP: I’m listening.
BSM: first, most important. Spitfire is sick. They have no medicine.
BSM: sorry ry sig, it was was was
BSM: lost on the way
NSH: Oh. Oh…
NSH: Can you tell them I’m sorry?
FP: I don’t have the facilities to aid them in a meaningful way.
NSH: Are you able to fabricate their medicine at least?
FP: …
FP: Alright. I will save your little pipe cleaner. If they’re able to make the journey up.
BSM: still health healthy enough
BSM: second, please don’t shut out comms or or overseers
FP: …fine.
BSM: thank yyy
BSM: …
BSM: are you you capable of putting aside a few few n
BSM: neurons for me
BSM: any amount would be v very help
His overseer looked at the paltry seven neurons she had. One appeared to be more advanced than the others, and was marked pale green. Yet… seven neurons was still seven neurons. It surprised him that they were enough for her to be coherent at all, though perhaps there was a bit of her in the broadcast arrays that was helping.
…either way, he would be dead. He wouldn’t have a use for the little bits of neural tissue on the other side, anyways. Perhaps he could see this as a donation to a local iterator project, like how some of his citizens would do before they ascended.
FP: I’ll see what I can do.
BSM: thank thank thank
BSM: …
BSM: I wiwiwi stop respon soon
BSM: uncomfortable and an hot
BSM: but overseer can stay
BSM: scav less likely to attack here don
SRS: Don’t push yourself, and… stay safe.
UI: It was good hearing you talk with Five Pebbles, haha.
CW: Talk soon, alright?
NSH: It was great to hear from you, even if it has led to some unfortunate revelations. Tell Spitfire to throw a rock at Pebbles for being an idiot while they visit~
FP: Don’t you dare-
BSM: Spitf wanted to, I told th not to
BSM: oh one more thing
BSM: blue mess messenger named r
BSM: ruffles
CW: Thank you for letting me know. I’ll update their information.
BSM: Bye bye
Pebbles didn’t wait for other goodbyes to leave the broadcast. He still couldn’t shake that cold feeling. This was his fault, at least in part.
…that was in the past, though. For now, he had to prepare for a little messenger arriving at his doorstep.
His overseer caught his attention again. He turned his attention towards it, and was mildly surprised when he saw Moon… moving. Her eye was no longer dark, and she wore a tired expression as she reached behind her to disconnect the wires from her arrays. After that was done, she waved sluggishly at the overseers. Perhaps everyone present was thinking the same thing as he was.
…what situation had Looks to the Moon truly found herself in?
||mysterious colored overseer…||
Also the mention of ||mycelium|| has me by the throat that is fucking PERFECT of COURSE they would utilize something similar
||this confrontation went much more smoothly than expected. Can pebbs finally get his shit together? He better be nice to hunter.||
||he’s still huffing that copium though. I did nothing wrooooong OK bud||
(it's ingame lol)
it's that uh
I NEVER SAW IT
||it's the blue grass stuff||
lol its fine
That’s so sick lol it makes so much sense
I have been Enlightened
Chapter was juicy thank you for the food
no problem o7
The gang’s back together 
if you want to see more stuff the info's all here https://noblecat57.github.io/
An online interactive map that includes every region and slugcat in Rain World: Downpour. - github.com/rain-world-downpour-map
just scroll down
A treasure trove of reference material… and here I was scouring the wiki
glad i could be of help with this
Thank you.
The overseer being on moon’s shoulder makes me wanna ass it to the thing I drew. Pretty sure that also happened earlier but i forgot
||Sliver?||
I need to reread since so much has happened…
My thoughts precisely
ass it?
also yeah iggy's just there. if i dont mention otherwise iggy is chilling with moon
Glorious typo. You’re welcome
I assumed it was some obscure figure of speech.
I’m too complex for you simpletons to understand
/s
the tan overseer isnt real
turns out tan is more brown (oops)
unless you count the gourmand safari overseer
Do you say “yui” or “U-I”?
It’s an acronym so U - I
"yui", though "inno" is what i use
yui is cute though
I use “Yui” because I thought it was neat, and I wanted to avoid this.
Inno is my nickname headcanon that the other Iterators use for them
If I were to introduce Yui into my story, though, Hori’d just use Inno.
Same method.
I just personally prefer “Yui” over “UI” or “Inno”.
But it’d be more fitting if she used “Inno”.
I’m not planning on that, though!
Well UI is only ever used in chat logs as an identifier for who’s speaking
I’d never use it in dialogue or the text body
Let’s move this somewhere more appropriate, shall we?
no time like the present to talk about unparalleled innocence
The caves secret will be revealed next chapter/hj
pebble realizing that he is effected by the cycle: 
Nice chapter1!1!! Im late again l0l
not as late as usual though (lighthearted)

sleebjy lil guy
The urge of every living being to throw a rock at pebbles
The 0th karma level
I wonder if five pebbles will get disconnected too
Actually kinda interesting, I guess him getting disconnected to save him from the rot (willingly or not)
Unless it's like a one off thing with moon and no one can explain why this happened
I mean the way it is described with moon is that the arm was providing nutrients and allowed for movement in the can
Meaning five pebbles can get disconnected too
Since the arm isn't really a needed part to survive
Yeah but it prolly ain't easy to disconnect it
Yeah
Like i don't think it's impossible but you'd need some tools or something, and pebs would need a change of heart (both literally and figuratively, his rarefaction cell was malfunctioning/broken wasn't it? Would he even be able to live off the arm taking the broken cell into account?)
I am still confused on what happened in the pebbles chapters
I think 1st his puppet's internal rarefaction cell got damage or died possibly due to a defect (mentioned later), then later on after moon's reactivation one of his pumps blew up due to heat and caused some damage, distracting him and creating the rot, but instead of flushing it out he decided to infect himself with it cause "it'll work faster than my current solution" (dumbass)
There reason why I am confused about the pebbles chapters is that in the first ones it seemed like he found the a way of removing the tabo but in the chapter where the Rot was created he was going through the process of manually creating the way of removing the tabo instead of doing the same thing he did to create the way of removing the tabo when he created it before making it seem like he didn't actually found a way
what
I think this part is more canon-compliant than other parts.
Pebbles tried to remove the self-destruction taboo by performing some precise heat treatment to some cells, which then gain the ability to alter other cells' genes.
I think he was still creating those same taboo-removing thingies but the process was complex or had to be monitored at all times
moon got disconnected by literally a rock (as i remember), so the only problem for pebs is probably his cell
Eventually looked at the Rot, and figured, "Good enough."
lmao
Yeah but you would need tools cause ain't no way you are bringing a boulder in there
And the complications that happened from that cell being pierced.
i imagined moon entering his chamber with a giant hecking rock in her hands
Also that's a zero-g enviroment, so that's a no-go
Actually, where did that rock come from, did she just have a big boulder somewhere in her superstructure?
we will never know XD
Saint put it there
Divine intervention
"Whose divine intervention is it now?"
i drew that
A bit of trolling
Just a little.
a 𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓎 bit
A light glaze of trolling.
A miniscule amount of trolling
A microdose's worth of pranking.
She learned from the best (NSH)
significant harassment
Very significant harassment
Notable Significant Harassment.
No, Stop Harrasing
Ancients be like "this is Unpararelled Innocence" my brother in void they are not innocent
Now that I think of it, does inno really deserve all the hate?
I mean yea they were kinda mean doing that whole taking pics of the rot thing but what else did they even do
It was kinda an asshole move
They did something that someone else described as mean and that’s basically all we know about them
Kind of a dick move but we dont actually know if it was out of malice
Since it’s literally all we have to go off of though it makes sense that people base their entire personality on it
Sounds about right
I like to portray them as being abrasive/having foot in mouth disease. But they are actually a caring person, just kind of rude and opinionated
Writers love expanding on one obscure piece of lore and making it the entire character's personality.
Moon used the tilde just once or twice, as far as I remember. There's likely more.
And guess what? She's the one most prominently using those.
I can explain this in two words: Unreliable Narrator
Also good morning everyone
I love the discussion here haha
Also this is great, get his ass Moon
I just read all of these discussions-
I think moon could use a rock is because her umbilical was already broken, just not broken in half
She does say in game that her umbilical is severed so that means it is probably broken
mspaint is fun (what is she pointing at tho
)
👉
beyond discord
all good guesses
the primal urge to share what she's pointing at but cant because reasons
It somewhat looks pike she’s flipping someone off.
i cannot unsee it now

my guess that moon is pointing at the rebbles overseer
Pointing at the vulture that is approaching rapidly
"You. Know that you are not safe from my ever-approaching grasp."
day 2 of sending 🍊 in a channel i like
🍊🍊
i can hear this gif
Disconnected
New channel name >:)
Okedokie
Shiny and newww
new channel name jumpscare
no more bells and whistles
also scabve pfp real
wilfred
angst i almost didn't recongise you because i did by your pfp
nah yeah fair i had that old pfp for a while
anyway gn gamers!

real?
Chapter 42: Renegade
In this world, it was kill or be killed. She knew that from constant cycles of braving the wastes on her own, forced to fend off predators and the elements alike, without anyone else to truly confide in.
So, why was it that she immediately regretted when she had fired her gun into the blue slugcat? The young creature didn't appear to be a threat to her, even with a spear in hand. She could have lowered her weapon and ended this civilly.
Shoot now, ask questions later. That mantra had been what kept her alive for this long. She shouldn't question what has worked for so long…
And yet she couldn't help but step out and watch as the slugcat fell, smoking and shocked, down to the earth below.
Perhaps this new way of thinking was because she had been thinking of her a lot as of late. She surely wouldn't approve of the state she was in, wandering and feral as she was… once she got over the initial shock that was expected.
It wasn't like she knew of her condition yet, despite her recent attempts. Nobody did. She had made damned sure of that for so many cycles that-
Her train of thought was interrupted by a flurry of movement out of the corner of her eye. She twisted around, taking a step back to face what was coming.
Five more slugcats, and a cyan lizard that seemed to be following close behind. Likely from the same colony as the little blue one she just killed. All of them had some combination of shock, horror, and anger painting their faces. Their leader, a large, golden specimen, trained her spear at her.
She glanced back at the main body of the spire. She didn't have time for this. She needed to be keeping tabs on everything, not dealing with a colony of angry creatures.
She trained her gun at the yellow one, letting it flare to life in her hand. She gave a warning hiss akin to a red lizard as she brought her sharpened, hollow, mechanical arm out from behind her.
Usually, that was enough to send any animal running. In fact, the cyan lizard fled from the scene. However, the five slugcats appeared to be far bolder. The yellow one chucked her spear at her. It careened through the air expertly, fixing to hit her in the face.
But it was a futile attack, one that she could dedicate her processes to avoid. A simple smack of her hand sent the spear flying off the edge and towards the ground below.
Another spear soared through the air, and another. She was able to parry one, but the other managed to stab into her arm. Although it didn’t find purchase, the attack left her staggering and cursing in pain. She glared at the black and white one that had made the attack, curt warnings clouding her vision for a moment.
The gun was ready to fire. She pointed it at the yellow one, but just as it flashed with energy, the yellow one was knocked to the side by the pink one, who was unceremoniously flung to the side in a smoldering heap, nearly rolling off the edge if it weren’t for the white one managing to grab them.
Seizing the opportunity, the black one rushed forward, grabbing a spear from the ground and closing the distance between them. She ran up to meet them, and just as they were about to stab her, she ducked, piercing them with her mechanical arm. Her enemy’s eyes boggled as blood was siphoned from their body and into hers. She ripped the weapon from their hands readily, turning it back on them with a swift stab into their shoulder before they could react. They reeled back, wincing and grunting as they fell onto their back, groping at the spear embedded into their shoulder.
Two incapacitated, three to-
Something wrapped their hands around her gun. She jumped back just to see a small gray slugcat attempting to steal the weapon from her. She kicked them aside…
Just for a small, white blur to jump at her. Instinctively, she trained her gun at the slugcat, firing. Her shot was less powerful than the last one, and swung low, but it got the job done as the slugcat lost her trajectory and screamed into the ground, her tail badly burned.
Then there was one. The yellow leader was pulling the pink one away from the edge, chittering quietly. Their two eyes met, and the slugcat froze, fear and tears filling her eyes.
She should stop. They were not a threat to her anymore.
But she raised her weapon again, training it on the leader as it sparked to life. It was kill or be killed. And if they wanted to transgress her, then they’d have to truly learn not to mess with a fallen g-
One of her light beige overseers appeared out of the wall of the spire. It projected the latest footage it had collected to her, uncaring to the carnage she was enacting on the local wildlife. She stole a glance at the projection… and froze for a long, long moment.
No… that… it couldn’t be…
She was hit in the back of the head by something warm and squishy. She moved her hand to feel the impact, only to hear the distinctive whirring of a void fluid reaction going awry. A sound she was all too familiar with. All she could do was try to frantically get the sticky glob off of her head, but it was too late.
Warnings flared in her mind as she was sent to the ground by the blast, white-hot and agonizing. Her systems froze and her senses failed her. The only thing that stood solid was her poor blue friend’s face in her mind’s eye.
I’m sorry, Moon, she thought to herself bitterly as her consciousness faded. I should have contacted you sooner.
Instead of waking up in a new cycle, however, she found herself slowly gaining awareness in her body, warnings aching throughout it about burns and blunt force trauma, especially around her left hand and back of her head. Her eyes opened up, finding the roof of a large, dark shelter.
She pushed herself up with her good hand, but froze when she saw three slugcats staring back at her. A large beige one, a splotchy gray one, and a foliage-covered green one gave her worried glances.
After a moment, she realized something. Her backpack…! Where was her backpack? It wasn't far, but she could feel the connection to her neurons was strained. She looked around the room, panic building up. She hoped that the stupid feral slugcats didn't take them and make a meal out of them. The rotund one certainly seemed up for the task.
"Stop-" the green, foliage-covered one signed, before pausing. "Actually, can you understand us?"
Of course she could. Someone of her kind didn't go this long without learning something of the natives' language. She gave a short nod, before wincing.
"Good. Stop moving. You're hurt."
She tried to respond, but her left arm refused to cooperate. She glanced down to find that it was heavily and tightly bandaged with monster kelp. Now that she thought of it, it seemed her head and neck were covered, too…
Something flickered above the gray and beige creatures' heads. A Mark. She leaned her head back, blinking.
"Where is. My backpack," she asked in her native tongue, the words struggling to come out from a combination of poor connection and lack of use.
They blinked at her for a moment, before the beige one responded. "Nearby. Why?"
"Bring me white things. Can leave everything else."
The gray one's eyes seemed to go wide, before they rushed out of the shelter. Shortly after, they returned, dumping the contents of the bag on the ground. Twenty six neurons, previously packed tightly in the base of the bag, floated out and lazily took residence above her head. She sighed in relief, finally feeling like she could think straight…
…and realize how stupid this whole situation was. There were no winners here. She had hurt most of the expedition party in one way or another, and in turn they had hurt her. Not to mention that if she hadn't been a recluse for so long…
"What is your name, god-machine?" the beige one asked, crossing their arms.
"...I have gone by many names over the cycles, healthy one," she replied. "Among my kind, my name is infamous. My disappearance sent shockwaves all over the globe, and various factions developed to determine what exactly happened to me. I never revealed my true state of being to them."
Her gaze hardened. "I have long abandoned that name, though. It has been taken by many-a-group in pursuit of replicating my false affirmative. I much prefer the name your kind gave me; Renegade."
hehehe im not late this time >:D
also undertale ref at the beginning no way1!1!1!1
Slug gang is back also less go
right i need to write the credits
i was thinking at first you were gonna say another message, but it just ends-
i mean it was still pretty long anyway
Just discord character limit
You get like a 3 message chapter
i was thinking of continuing it but eh i think it'd be fun to continue as a gourmand pov in a later chapter
yeah, and the cliffhanger is nice too.
It ends with the chapter name too haha
Credits:
Delight by @azaloon on the Stories Community (https://www.youtube.com/@AzaloonyToons)
Menace by @merry pagoda on Raincord
Winter by @still mulch on Raincord (https://archiveofourown.org/users/fairyring/pseuds/fairyring)
Sweetgum by @night birch on Raincord
Eternal by @velvet narwhal on Raincord (https://lukessitething.carrd.co/)
Orchid by @vapid pivot on Raincord
Librarian (splotchy gray) by @tulip plume on Raincord
Gardener (green foliaged) by @pliant scarab on Raincord
when do we get to see other public groups’ reactions to moon reappearing btw?
probably won't address that for a good bit
then again, this isnt exactly the most planned fic in the world
||She uses her umbilical like a scorpion tail??? And that’s how she feeds?? Badass||
ok
We’re on scugs and a wild Iterator right now 
ye shes a feral lass
finally get to post these (this is what moon was pointing at)
also this
you know what that means
skill issue (lighthearted)
i tried to make it vauge but also obvious
show dont tell
/j
||scormched||
thanks, they were made in mspaint
the fisht
you know how i said a loong while ago that i might make a fanfic too? Well i think im going to start on it because yes
dew it
I did not expect Librarian to make it, but neat!
ok then
poor slugcats
my apologies for not adding stargazer, i pinky promise to add them next time
yeah eternal still had the free hit.
Seems to me, that we've got an opening on the team now... anyways.
Also, Sweetgum going out after doing literally nothing is very in character. The co-op run they're based on I decided to let my friends take charge while I just stood around.
I don't mind 
I wanted to draw this, I then shaded and added lighting to it because I don’t know when to stop. 
can i share this
(w/ credit)
this typo is going far
I wanna draw sliver for you but she has no clothes so I can’t hide how bad in an at drawing human-adjacent things lmao
Might try later buuuut
no stress about it lol
I stress about everything and I will not be stopped 
anxiety squad 

cooked and burnt the kitchen down
A firebug egg?
:)
Well where would you get a firebug egg fro-
oh
||gourmand fucking clocked her while she was looking at her gf (real)||
||by the way i say "gf" in a half-joking manner. by that i mean that their relationship was/is complicated, esp seeing as one was presumed dead for an eternity||
I cannot wait for these two to meet again 
Another anti-ascencion Iterator!
I am overjoyed to see another one of this special breed.
Also, that’s quite literal - Regenade seems to own V1’s experimental plating.
Nevermind, just the tail.
Oh I thought ||saint threw the firebug egg at her but thinking about it saint could have most likely done this in a way easier way||
||still, where would you get that thing from?||
Imagine everyone thinking Reg’s triple affirmative was Saint.
It wasn’t, and was the last thing she’d’ve wanted.
I love anti-ascencion Iterators.
Partly because I adore Frontiers.
||gourmand plays minecraft (aka gourmy can craft fire eggs (and by extension singularity bombs) in this universe)||
Partly also because I just oppose ascencion as the only solution.
personally i dont like the idea of "forced" ascension
Disapprove of it as a writer or as a person who would not want to ascend?
Oh yeah I mean what did I expect with gourm lmao
tbh as a person
I disapprove of it as well.
Ascencion, to me, is a choice.
When you want to, you can go - but if you don’t, then stay until you do.
If you ever want to, you may leave.
If you don’t, stay with this world.
Some aren’t as lucky.
Unfortunately the ancients were a bunch of suicidal, dogmatic maniacs. Not much of a choice you can make in such a community, I don't think
Not much.
I bet all their punishments were forced ascencion.
Didn’t want to isolate yourself from the things you love most? Ascencion for you.
Didn’t want to starve on gravel and herbal tea? Ascencion for you.
Commited some crime? Believe it or not, ascencion
Didn’t want to ascend? Too bad, ascencion for you!
The ancients yearn for the void fluid bath
This was a fun chapter!
Can't imagine how many echoes the forced mass ascension caused.
I personally headcanon that the mass ascension was less of a big event and more like a trend in populations. Nobody was having kids, and the aging population was slowly dying off, accelerated by people ascending. Those who remained were too isolated on the iterator cans to really rebound their population. They were basically forced to choose between death and ascension, knowing that they were seeing the final days of their civilization.
Quite melancholy compared to mass ascension being a sudden event
But it would make sense in the scale of iterators
This is likely! I like the drama of a quicker event though
Population decline would most likely cause their society to fail, so they pulled the plug before it happened <- my headcanon
That one pearl ordering all crops to be harvested at once also suggests a sudden event
Although I’m all for the drama, I’ll play devil’s advocate here - it could be that this may just be because the remaining Ancients are painfully aware that they’ll be ascending soon - not by their own choice, merely because it’s the better option - too soon for them to care for the longevity of the crops.
Because of aforementioned reasons.
Either death or ascension. One has you continuing an existence that has been demonized by your culture. The other has you joining your people on the other side.
Also, I feel that ascension wouldn’t be used so much as a punishment, more like an end goal for inmates with life sentences or something.
A true punishment in their society would be to force them to reincarnate.
This
They seem to be aware of echoes but they seem rare
If there’s a 90% chance the inmate just gets what they want, how is ascension punishment?
Rather I think they would use it as a way to wash their hands of prisoners. The wardens/government so Noble that they would cast aside Revenge and rather give the inmates a Gentle End (so they no longer have to feed/house them)
Especially if resources are strained by a dwindling population
The ancients do have a tendency to cast things aside when they are no longer needed.
One might say it’s a Theme
Ye
They saw everything as a means to an end, and when that end was unattainable in a reasonable amount of time, they just chucked everything.
“A purposed organism so alike the rest, abandoned when its use runs dry” <- a sentence I will continue to feature in my thing
Ancients: hey we gave your brother a defect that will shorten his lifespan significantly and we don’t plan on doing anything about it because we think it will encourage him to work better
Moon: Well Fuck You Too
The ancients fucking sucked man
Those in power were horrible.
Rhinestones is wisdom incarnate.
They are wiser than most folk I meet.
And they said about five lines.
"This moment, right here! This is where we were meant to be."
The best echo
Everyone’s favorite for a reason
We really needed that evidence of dimensionailty for the ancients. Badly
Objectively.
I somehow don't believe Rhinestones' opinion is a rare one.
Likely not. People don’t tend to fall into a single box
Sadly their attachment to life made them an echo
I wonder if they were forced to ascend or simply regretted their choice
Now they get to spend an eternity “alive” 
At least they look really cool and pretty
I don’t think being an echo is the worst fate ever
Echoes look sad to me. They look like they’re hunched over curled in a fetus position
They look full of regret.
Isn't that bad, until you realise they have the misfortune of outliving everything.
There’s this one graffiti that looks like them to me
Show us.
The graffiti is weird. Some of them make the ancient seem human like, others not
Maybe Ancients don't look all that uniform.
They probably genetically modified themselves like they did with the wildlife
Mhm, makes sense
I know if I was given the opportunity I would modify my body to look more cool
(Given no ethical qualms)
The head hanging down between the legs. Looks like the way an echo is posed, if you consider the big crossed limbs that legs
You’re right
If I were given the opportunity, I'd love to become something of an Iterator myself.
This is a pretty good video on them if you are interested: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tptVamYBXnw
-This video made me want to ascend myself-
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Ancient Sketc...
About the ancients
It rather does.
I think that graffiti is a depiction of an echo based on description by someone who hasn’t seen one 
I liked the newest chapter by the way!
same!! :D
I feel as if it were more of a representation of what an Echo is.
It’s so good. Finally we see ||sliver||
A creature unable to "birth" itself into the next world.
Yet unable to remain in the "womb" of the world that it tried to leave.
||With the power to turn their hand into a fish 😆 ||
A metaphor for what they are.
@little schooner I hope you don’t mind us using your thread to discuss this stuff I feel like we’re derailing
We can move it elsewhere if it bugs you!
Discussion welcome here o7

Planning for the next few Moon POV chapters :)
Thank you :)
Me: Ooh angst
Also me: Not yet tho. I must restrain myself. Would be better placed Later (TM)
Grrr I so want to talk about my plans but they would be soilers. I do wonder if I should. Care.
It is my fic after all
I could have it so that the actual fic is the Exalted Canon and anything I say about my future plans is not set in stone until it happens in the fic
Hm.
Maybe I could create a separate thing somewhere for me to ramble about my future plans
maybe called disconnected rambles?
That could work
Though I’m not sure if a second thread would be appropriate here… perhaps elsewhere though
yeah.
this is a constant desire
I have things coming and I have no idea how people will React and also I want to fucking talk about themmmm
I do think some things are best kept a secret though
but a separate thread for people who want spoilers isn't a bad idea
Yeah
I could see a separate thread/server being useful for that. Additionally, I'm fine with any spoilers that may be posted here (be it game or story related).
yknow, i hadnt considered making an entire server...
though i dont feel like moderating that
Not hard. Just leave 2 chats open. Read-lock the rest.
I've got a few stories of my own, and I can say pretty simply that having a server for it isn't that bad.
Here's something that ought to help out at least one person here. (I didn't see anything in the rules prohibiting posting server templets, but feel free to correct me if I missed something.)
https://discord.new/VgT5UnBGA38y
I'd consider making a server if I didn't think it would end up pretty empty lol
but I will save this for potential future use...
I use mine as a way to keep notes organized, and occasionally ask for feedback. Also, yes. It is very empty.
I'll keep the server around for some time, but unless you don't have enough server slots (100 w/o Nitro) I'd make a copy and save it. If something happens to the server it'll delete the template too.
I wanted to just draw Renegade with some of my headcanons and got carried away lol
I don’t think I could put it into words on how much I like this art so,
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eeee thank you jdfhf 
this is so goooood
thanks :DD
So many talented artists in this thread 
GAIHUIHFAHEFLKFKEHFLAHEGLKEHGHEfhe
holy moly
i wanna try doing an emote of eternal rq brb
blob
i wanna do deadmotes of all my scugs brb again
hey so i finished my first chapter of my book so where do i put it? Cuz idk
Well, I just dropped a template for a writing server template. Otherwise, Ao3 or requesting a thread here are your best bets.
How to request a thread?
I'd assume Courier. As with most things here? Still fairly new.
ok thx
yeah courier
now i just gotta wait a bit
How long does it normally take?
Okay
i did it11!1!1!
i uploaded my chapter
Its really short but ive never written anyhting else basically ever
ok so i have a newish design for moon but it is uh. i don't know what to make of it
if you are willing to help me, dm me
here we go
(Content warning for emaciation) Height chart/ref for our intrepid iterators, with conditions up-to-date to chapter 25. I may post a more up to date one later but its nearly 1 and i am sleepy
Pebbles looks healthy, aside from his ||broken puppet rarefaction cell||, Moon is dry, and Sliver looks like she took bodybuilding classes.
damn okay either pebbles is tiny or moon is huge
Moon is her ingame size, it’s just that normally she’s sitting down
(That’s why the slugcats there)
I like to think the more advanced the Iterators got, the more they shrunk.
To a degree, your puppet is the “you” that your parents talk to.
kinda like computers
Subconsciously, both to appease their desire to command, and out of fear of their children, the Ancients shrunk their puppets.
Which is why Hori looks like she’s a little girl.
Ooooor with improvements in that field of technology they could just cram the same quantity of stuff into a smaller puppet
This logic, I don’t exactly like. As an opinionated person - as a writer, perfectly reasonable idea.
You don’t need smaller puppets - the current ones are barely visited, as they are, and they’re not exactly all that clunky anyway.
Moon and Pebbles have very similar puppets, so this already doesn’t help your idea.
If anything, the cans would shrink, not the puppets. Kind of depends if the size of the puppet was a choice by the ancients to reflect their own body size as well
It’s a coincidence that the puppet sizes shrink here with age. In reality it kind of depends on what their designers were going for
In this example, Pebbles was built smaller than Moon to punctuate their status as older/younger siblings
oh by the way can i post this alongside my next chapter on ao3?
same question; can i post this alongside my next chapter on ao3
also gave them clothes
of course! btw i'm sorry that i forgot to mention, can you credit my twitter?
Still enjoying the art sm
I love the way you draw them
Buff renegade is everything
ye absolutely
thank you :)
Chapter 43: Next
Looks to the Moon waved at the overseers that surrounded her, before slumping back a bit. Already, she missed being on the broadcast, but it couldn’t be helped; if she stayed for much longer, she would risk damage to her puppet, damage she couldn’t afford to take.
She tapped her fingers against the cool floor of the arrays. She was… alone with her thoughts, for the first time in a while. This wasn’t too bad, though. It certainly was a respite from the chaos of the past few cycles.
Well… what now? Her plan had worked. She had established communications with the others. They knew of her condition. She even was able to get Five Pebbles’ permission to send Spitfire to his can for assistance!
…she wasn’t happy with the outcome of her talk with Five Pebbles, however. He was so set on this fate, so confident of its efficacy. However, she didn’t want to push the issue further, since she knew he had some sort of method of blocking out even forced communications. If he was angered enough, he would likely reimplement that measure, leaving her high and dry.
She couldn’t risk that. So she had to let the issue go. At least for now. Hopefully in the future he would be more amicable to getting help.
That left the issue of what she was going to do in the short term. Other than getting more nutrients into her and working on her locomotion, she was… drawing a blank. Was there anything she needed to do otherwise, while she recovered? Maybe not, but she didn’t want to be a deadweight for the residents of her can, anymore. That just didn’t feel-
There was a crack of an explosion outside. The sound coursed through her body, seeming to echo around her chest. However, the sound felt familiar, familiar enough that when the green overseer projected a warning, she ignored it.
Sure enough, after a moment, a flash of maroon appeared from a pipe, and soon after a scarred face appeared from its exit. The purple overseer joined in with pointing out the “threat”, but Moon simply waved them away.
“Hello, Artificer,” she said.
”Hello Moon,” they signed, blinking. ”See worms here.”
Moon nodded, and she couldn’t help but smile with her functioning eye. “Yes. They belong to my friends and family. I was able to talk to them for the first time since before my collapse. It was great to finally be able to respond to their broadcasts!”
”Yes. Ready down? Spines want you.”
“Yes, please. Thank you.”
Artificer nodded, holding out a hand for her to grab. She pushed herself up, feeling her joints creak a bit as she got onto her feet.
After a moment, they readily placed her on their shoulders, making sure she was secure before leaving the arrays.
Moon could see the overseers follow the two of them, expressions unreadable as they continued off of the arrays. The Moon of the arrays bid her farewell as their connection weakened, wishing her good luck in the land below. It was a nice gesture, even if it was from a divorced part of her that did ultimately want to stay connected. But the two parts of a massive whole would make do with what they had.
A group appeared out of the fog below. Spines and Spitfire seemed to be talking, a few scavengers watching quietly, while Spearmaster watched Ruffles stuff some fruits into their own face. With a crack of Artificer’s tail, the two of them were sent into the air, landing beside the group.
Ruffles turned to look at them, before waving at them with a fruit in their hand. A few of the scavengers noticed the overseers following and pointed their spears at them. However, a swift grunt from Spines was enough to get most of them to put them away.
“Moon!” Spines signed, eyes boggling a bit under its heavy mask. ”How did it go?”
“It went well. I was able to talk with my friends and family, which… I didn’t know how much I needed to hear from them. It’s been too long.”
Artificer patted her leg, before placing her on the ground next to them.
”That is good,” Spines continued. "Well, I've heard that your saviors are going to be leaving soon. Apparently they are going to Five Pebbles for some help."
Moon glanced over at the other messengers. "Oh, you're going with them?"
Spearmaster nodded.
"Travel together," Spitfire explained. "Go fast. Spearmaster know Rock take out pearl. And Ruffles want explore."
"Ah. I see." She couldn't help but let a bit of disappointment into her voice. She understood she couldn't keep them, but to see her friends' little saviors go.
"I stay, though," Artificer chimed in. "Make sure you safe and learn."
"And the tribe will be here with you. Oh, that reminds me." Spines readjusts its mask carefully, humming. "Before your friends leave, we'll be hosting a festival for them - and you! What they have done for you is quite miraculous, and it warrants celebration! So, consider this my invitation to you."
A… festival? She had never really been to one before. The best she had been able to do in the past was watch the merry-making through her overseers, or be present for a ceremony. She hadn't felt like she was missing much, since they were mostly pleasantry fests, especially as time went on.
However, a festival with these creatures…
She glanced up at the overseers, who were all staring silently at her. She did wonder how she looked to all of them.
Broken, dysfunctional, daft…
She shook the thought from her mind. It didn't matter what they thought, not right now. This was her life now, whether she wanted it or not. The best she could do was live it.
"That sounds lovely, Spines," she finally said. "I accept your invitation."
(btw i'm inteligent i forgot the gray scug was eternal fgjh
oh my i just monked
||scav festival||
arti will have intrusive thoughts calling it now
||scavs must throw crazy parties||
Also you’ve been cooking sm lately so many updates!! We eat well
kayava will be playing
🔥
thanks! i think i've been figuring out my direction after chapter 41
Hell yeah I’m so excited to see where things go
I can’t wait for moon and renegade to meet… ahhh
41 was hard ngl
It turned out great
yeah
Sometimes the ones that are hardest to write turn out the best somehow
i wonder if our scugs will take rengade prisoner
They seem to just want a truce. No more bloodshed
i wonder if a stray rock from a scav will bonk eternal if the next chapter they are in isn't a new cycle
that was nice
we having a party? neat
I figure most will likely share that sentiment, but considering they lost (not confirmed) two members of the party, I don't expect everyone will be so empathetic...
Fairly certain Gourmand is aware of the Cycle and its effects.
Almost assuredly. Considering the rest of the main cast just shrugged it off when Moon mentioned it, it's likely common knowledge here.
If I were Gourmand, and a god-machine who is essentially V1 from Ultrakill asked for a truce, I’d take it.
Likewise. He'd make sense having a level head.
yeah.
Orchid's parents however...
eternal will take the truce in fear because they are weak(™️)
I don’t think the parents’d let their fury get to them.
Die! Thy end is now!
Crush! Prepare thyself!
Weak!
If I was their parents, they we'd definitely have a problem. The biggest catch, is that I could likely see everyone else going along with it, so they wouldn't have much of a choice in the end.
I’d take offense to it, but that’s a god-machine.
A god-machine who took steroids, and inhaled 40 different kinds of crack.
I am not messing with that.
(insert :eternaldead: here
Fair 'nough. Especially since they're mobile, and everything they would have likely known about them is that they're the opposite.
I don’t doubt, if they had a singularity bomb, they’d throw it at her.
But they likely don’t have a weapon of such scale.
I could see that. Though, I could imagine they'd have some level of political immunity. Being an iterator and all.
Reminds me of the secret endings in the OMORI mod ‘Basil’s Grief’.
?
Look it up.
YouTube.
I found the endings funny, alright? It’s been a while since I had someone to rant to.
Anytime.
Does the ‘parents owning a singularity bomb’ idea play out in a similar fashion in your mind?
“Little slugcat? Is that a fucking singularity bomb?”
gourm:"yes."
Chapter 44: Delirium
What situation had Looks to the Moon found herself in?
This was not normal. This was beyond their parameters.
Yet there she was, her puppet hooked up to her arrays like some smuggler hacking into a gate.
No Significant Harassment had to close out of the broadcast as soon as Moon left. He could feel his puppet shaking. Every support in his body told him that this was wrong, wrong on so many levels.
It would probably be best to talk with the others about this.
[LIVE BROADCAST] - Private
No Significant Harassment, Chasing Wind, Seven Red Suns, Unparalleled Innocence
NSH: What the actual shit.
NSH: Stars above, void below, I think I'm going to blow a gasket.
CW: Please don't…
NSH: Metaphorically, Wind.
NSH: But… geez.
SRS: Her puppet is moving.
NSH: No shit?
SRS: And she's waving at our overseers.
NSH: We're all here, Suns. We don't need you doing a play-by-play.
NSH: Though… Inno, you said that Pebbles looked like shit, too?
UI: Oh, yeah. Total shithead.
NSH: But what about his can?
UI: Managed to sneak an overseer in. Have a look yourself.
Sig watched as Inno’s overseer footage came in. He had to squint at it, barely able to see it in the low light, but…
He had to look away. It was undeniable that he had given himself Rot, now. But… he had never seen so many varieties in one place. Normally there’d only be one, maybe two variants that infected an iterator, but here…
It almost seemed like, if given time, it would create its own twisted ecosystem. Predator and prey, gnawing at Pebbles' vulnerable systems. Despite the ill-will Sig had towards him, he couldn't help but pity him, even if for a moment.
NSH: Stars, that’s terrible.
SRS: …
SRS: I’m sorry, I need to go.
SRS: <Disconnected from the chat>
NSH: Yeah fair.
UI: Anyways, back to Moon. How do you think her puppet is alive?
NSH: Barely. She looks like a monk who has forgone the fourth karmic urge for too long…
CW: Probably because she hasn’t been getting the right nutrients… or any nutrients at all… for countless cycles.
NSH: Do you think we were too late? Even now, she could be at a point of no return, where her puppet just gets worse and worse until she enters a death loop and reincarnates…
CW: We’ll see. If it comes to that, we all have to make sure her last days are as great as we can make them.
CW: Though based on some preliminary scans, it does seem that she’s been able to get *something* into her systems.
NSH: Right. Right.
NSH: I… don’t know what to make of all of this, to be frank. This shouldn’t be possible…
Except it was, and he knew it. Most puppets were built to be able to survive for a long time without input or intake. And an engineer could bring some neurons to the puppet to give it the ability to move and provide information to aid in troubleshooting.
Of course, this wasn’t meant to be permanent. It was an emergency measure, meant to last until maintenance crews could fix the problem. Neuron flies were powerful, yes, but they weren’t conducive to long-term memory storage. Not to mention that most puppets could not stand on their own, unless they deliberately and routinely practiced.
One of his overseers, on the outside of her can, pinged him. He turned his attention to it, and had to take a moment to process what he was seeing.
A slugcat… an explosive slugcat, making their way up the side of the wall leading to her Auxiliary Transmission Arrays! Immediately, he projected a warning to the overseer watching Moon, but she seemed unphased.
NSH: Moon what do you think you’re doing.
CW: What’s going on?
NSH: Some wild slugcat is making their way to her. I’m worried they will hurt her.
NSH: She doesn’t seem to care! Does she not hear the explosions?
UI: I see the specimen. They seem quite battle-hardened, if that scar on their face is any indicator.
UI: I don’t think there’s much we can do about it, though.
CW: I see it now. I’m going to project a warning when it enters. Hopefully Moon will be able to find a way to pacify them, or we can turn them away with our overseers.
NSH: …
CW: …
NSH: They’re marked. She seems to be-
NSH: Wait. Can she understand them?
UI: Might have something to do with that pearl she has.
NSH: …shit, you’re right.
Of course. Her research into the scavengers living on her can. She had talked about it with him a good few times, specifically about the curious chieftain that would make a habit of visiting her chamber. Spines, she had said its name was.
She had been in the process of learning their signed language before her untimely collapse. But perhaps she had saved some of those notes onto that pearl before she fell, so she’d have memory of it?
Although what confused him a bit was the fact that this slugcat knew the language themself. Did they share a language? …no, that didn’t seem likely. These gestures seemed different to the ones that Spitfire taught Spearmaster.
Regardless, it seemed that the wild specimen was going to help bring Moon back down to the surface.
UI: Found your messengers.
CW: I see them too… why are they with the scavengers?
NSH: Maybe they’ve worked together with them. The scavengers are definitely residents here. It isn’t much of a wonder they’ve been involved.
NSH: Regardless, it seems our little explosive friend is bringing her to them.
UI: What is their plan, even?
NSH: I guess Spitfire will be taking their leave soon to get the medicine from Pebbles. But otherwise I have no idea.
The broadcast goes quiet for a bit as Moon and the pyrokinetic slugcat make it to the rest of the group. A heavily decorated scavenger appears to greet them warmly, and the group seems to talk about… something. It was a shame that audio wasn’t available on his overseers.
CW: Well, off they go. Seems that Moon is capable of walking with support, which is… a good sign, I suppose.
CW: At least the masked one seems to have the others under control so we should theoretically be able to follow.
UI: Should we trust it, though?
NSH: Moon seems to trust it. And if something happens, I'm sure our messengers will step in.
UI: …fine.
Updates from his overseers show the path that the group took. They snaked their way into maintenance tunnels, lit up by orange lanterns and painted in whites and blues and reds. On and on they went, Moon seeming to be engaged in conversation with the masked scavenger.
The troop entered into a large room with large pipes coming out of the floor and ceiling. Although it wasn't marked as a shelter, it appeared that this place was safe from the rains… at least safe enough that the scavengers saw fit to keep their injured here. Large sheets of cloth were being used as bedding, with a few injured scavengers snoozing the cycle away alongside some caretakers.
Moon didn't seem focused on the whole thing, however. She almost looked distant. Sig wasn't sure why, until his overseer reported the location of this piece of her structure;
She was right on top of her memory conflux, the labs a couple feet of metal away from where the group were standing. It was hard to read her expression, but…
Moon tried to step forward, but she lost her footing, listing to one side. She managed to change her trajectory and land on the wall, but it was clear even through the choppy footage that she was struggling.
A pit of dread formed in Sig's intakes. Were these his sister's last days? Did the group revive her, only for her to die one last time? No, surely not, not after everything…
NSH: Don't push yourself, Moon. Please. We need you to recover.
UI: She can't-
CW: Inno. Let him talk.
NSH: …
NSH: You're right. We should remedy that, shouldn't we?
CW: What? Allow us to speak through our overseers?
UI: Good luck with that. My overseers are able to do that, but only within my facility.
NSH: But what about the signed language? It is clear she can understand it.
CW: Are you sure that could work? We'd have to learn it ourselves.
NSH: The system worked well enough for Suns to talk with Spearmaster, if slowly.
NSH: I'll work on it anyways, may prove useful later.
UI: You have fun with that. I personally don't see the use. She's able to talk with us with the broadcast arrays just fine.
CW: I'll help you, Sig. If only to make sure it gets done before something bad happens.
NSH: Thank you. I'll also message Suns later and see if they want to help. Right now doesn't seem the best time, though…
CW: Yeah…
CW: Stay sane, you two.
UI: As if we weren't already insane.
NSH: Both Moon and Pebbles are making sanity *quite difficult*. For different reasons, of course, but
Wind and Inno left the broadcast in quick succession before he could continue. Sighing, he closed the broadcast window. He now had work to do.
Learning a language... how hard could it be?
You got me to leave a conversation to read this, and I do not regret that decision.
Great work.
good very nice
gracias
YOU DONT STOP COOKIN
new chapter yay1!1!1!
🫐 ecosystem what no way
Is it bad that I can imagine the wonderful aroma?
Eco-cyst-em!

Get punned.
Good chap love getting sig’s perspective
HUNTER NO! YOU CAN JUST GO TROUGH RECURSIVE TRANSFORM ARRAYS HUNTER!
Or climb the wall.
I always pick wall
If I ever get the game, I’d rather never experience Unfortunate Development.
what do you mean "If I ever get the game"?
I hope you play it some day!
The lore is cool on its own but nothing beats experiencing it firsthand
Though unfortunately it won’t hit the same if you already know the lore :c
Wait, you're a minimum of level 30 and don't even have Rain World? We need to take you through it one day.
If you ever do buy rain world, I suggest buying it on steam as it is the best version and you may use mods. Switch rain world for example is quite laggy
what isn't laggy on the switch?
totk
idk tetris?
you lied, the scug doesnt have clothes 
You’re right. I am a liar.
I guess you have to give it a shirt now?
No I’m just going to continue the lie 
A Rebel
A Renegade, if you will.
Perhaps even a revolutionary


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