[CG]: PSI!
[CG]: 9H G9G!
[CG]: Y9U'RE HERE!
[CG]: Y9U'RE ALRIGHT!
Sign began the feel his fingers slip on the keyboard. His cheeks were basically drowning in his own crimson tears.
FINALLY
Relief was one hell of an understatement. At this moment, NOTHING was wrong. Everything was perfect…
He sighed
Finally, Mituna could get out of here with him...
[CG]: MITUNA,
[CG]: MY FRIEN6,
[CG]: I'M HERE
[CG]: I KN9W I T99K A L9NG TIME
[CG]: BUT I'M HERE N9W…
A sob forced its way through his lips
Oh, he was so happy.
[CG]: I'M HERE
[TTAS]: H̬̬͎̆̉̉ͦ̋̚ͅè̹̋̌l͈̻̞̮̝̯̱̄ͩ̒l͕̠̮͙̓ͭͯoͤ̋̐ͅ.̫̫͎͈͎̞̪͋
He responded!
[CG]: SEE? IT'S ALL ALRIGHT
[CG]: Y9U'RE HERE
[CG]: I'M HERE
[CG]: IT G9ING T9 6E 9KAY
He wasn't sure of those words were for him or for Mituna
More sobs
Pilot Corruption at 38%.
[TTAS]: S̐̀ͩͪ̃̏y̞s͓͔̰̳͙͌̀ͤͮ̒ͮt͙̣͉̺͈̮̰̓̏e̠̣̞̠ͩͧm̰̜̜ ̉͊ͮ̆͒ͣ̈́d̐͛̐̀ͩ͐ọ̰͖̼͍eͫͣ͗ͪs̯̝̺͕͎̝̣ͫ̿̐̂̚ ̼̞̩͕̺̳̟n̫͙͙ͫ͗̂̚o̥̙̗͍͓̞̖̔̊ͮͬ̇ͯt̤̥̠̜̟͔̙̑ ̟̼̣r̠̘̜͔̗͔ͤ̎̏ͮͮ͛e̘ͩ̆̃̚c̙̥̹̥̪̞͗ͨ̍ͭ̎ͧo̺̜ͣͨ̈́gn͈̩ͬ̅͂͆ͬ̊͗i͍̳̩̳̯͓̓ͅz̜͍̮͂͑ͨͧ́̃̚e̳̹ ̉͌ͤ͛y̖̝̥̐̐̉̾̀ͫǒ͉̈́ͥͣͦͥ̂u̫̅͗ͥ̑̈ͪ.̲͎̦ͫͪ ͈̂ͪͬ̉͑ͩW̒ͨ͂h̫͐̉̇̔͌̚o̤͖̩̥͕ͩ ͈̘͍ͭ̎̄̚a̠̘̪̮̮͉͊̿ͅr̜̪͇̱̞̖e͓̥̬ͣ̆̐̌ͅ ̥̯̬̼̬̀ͯy̆̍̀ͬ̎o͉̻͇͈̬͌ͤ͌ͮͯ̽̊ǔ͚̥̺̭͍ͧ̈ͩ̔͋?̙̲̃̿͌́ͦ
[TTAS]: K̷ankri̵i̵?͘
Everything stopped
His breath hitched and went quiet
What?
[CG]; WHAT?
He felt his heart stop
[TTAS]: ̡̤̬̤̾̃ͥ̚o̰̟ͭͭ̿ͥY̥̟̘͙̻͂̈́̐͋̇̑̚ͅŭ̩̺̣͎͎̺̀ͮ͠ ̲̦̍̑͢tͭ͌̋̑̊n̥̻̼̳͙̳̲̑̐̊͑͋͋ͬ͡ǒ̻̟̏ ͚̼̖͂͗̀e̖̯̮̘̭͂͟r̦̗̹̣͑̈̂̏̔͐̈a̸̭̙ͥͭ͒́̒ͩl̘̟̋̄ͫ ̄ͮ̓ͬ́̐́r̦͈͎̩̱͕̎̆͐̇̈́͢a̵̤͖̟̠ͯ̅̄͊̽ͪe̩̻͍̎ͧ͐̽̍̀̏͜ ̙͉͓ͩ͆̇́o̎ͤ̂ͮ͋͏̺̠̱̼͈̻yͨ̊̎͗̂̂҉̘͕͕̮ù̡̪̬̃̌̑?͎
[TTAS]: What else would he be?
[CG]: PSI?
[CG]: ARE Y9U 9KAY?
Concern settled in his thinkpan
Worry was painful stabbing his gut.
[TTAS]: h̬͈̬̣̩ͬͮͯͪ͗aͩ͐h̍͆̓a̵͆ͯ̇̅.͔̘ͩͪ͋͋͋̔̚.͎.̓̑ͧ̈́ͦ̓
[TTAS]: H͐ͮͥ͛͑ͩͮ́̂͏҉̠̞̯̮̱͓Ȁ̰̂̈͊͢ͅH̖͙͔̜̼͕͖̤̎̌́ͨ̋ͭͩ͟͠A̷̖͌͒͟H͊̌ͣ͒ͣ͑̅ͭ҉͚̦͓̞͍̙̤Ã̢͕̰̺͈ͤ̎̽ͭ͒͊́H̥͙̲͔̿͜͠A̲̒͑̑ͬ̀ͣͨ͢H̸̱̯̠̪ͬ̓ͧͤ͆̚̕Ạ̶̺̄ͧ̃̚̕͜
Mituna?
A look of horror crossed his face, His red eyes shrunk to mouth opened and closed, wordlessly. Anything below his neck was had folded in on himself, with his knees touching his chin. Arms outstretched in front of him, hands on the vertical keyboard buried in the base of the column.
"Haha"
He attention was ripped away from him, as he heard, an almost silent chuckle. He, as slow as he could, looked up.
….Oh, Gog….
Mituna
The body of his friend, restricted by the biowires(Chains) was shaking, jerking in quick, sudden movements. Face covered in yellow blood. His mouth was slightly open. He was snickering. It wasn't Psi voice as he had remembered it. It was weak, cracking, heaving, almost desperate, But the most disturbingly of all. Was the pure insanity that coated the words. It sent chills down his spine. The euphoria of the laughter had him want to run away and NEVER come back, Sign began shaking uncontrollably.
"Hahahaha!"
Pilot corruption at 67%
Pilot corruption reaching dangerous levels
The laughing was getting louder and louder by the second. Psi's shoulders were shaking. No his entire body was shaking like madness was a long forgotten friend he was simply embracing. And not letting go.
"AHAHAHAHAH!"
More tears Streamed down his face
9h G9g, what's happenings?! What the hell is g9ing 9n?! Mituna, is that y9u? Are y9u there?! Wh9 is this!?
He opened his mouth, vocal cords outright refused to work. Terror filled his body and seemed to be cracking out though his skin. Making him shake like a jackhammer. He had to do it. He spoke low and quiet. Comparing his voice to the roaring insanity in the sound form that was pouring out of his friend's mouth and resonating in the pink slime covered room, he sounded like a mouse pitifully squeaking.
"Mituna?"
His laughter calmed down, It was now less of a roar and more of a ringing. It was still there.
Pilots corruption reaching dangerous levels
[TTAS]: Ā̄̅̿͂̉ ̈́ͪ̽̊̇LͮͯI͑ͤ̉ͦ̾E̐̄͐̓̇ͮ,̉͑̋ ͑ͭ̂W̊ͤͤͪHAT̀ͭ̋͊ ̈́̓̅̆A̾̐ͬ̾ ͣ͒̈͛͋ͥ̒Lͦ̒̐ͦͮ̿̈́Iͥ̑ͣ͑͋̓E͐ͯ̾!̾ͦ̅ͦ
`` [TTAS]: ͌̾̆̔̂͑A̎ͣ͛̏ͯ ̀ͪ̈́̆ͪĹÌ̋̚E͛?̋ͩ!ͨ̓́ ́̂͊͆
[TTAS]: ͥ̿̊̒H͒ͣ͛ͧ̽AḦ̓̐̿̚AH̾̓̅̍H̾́̀͐Aͭͫ͐̚H̎ͭ̈̋͊̑A̿̿̄̓̿͋͗A͒̄̊͆̏H͌ͮ̈ͬA͐̈́ͣ͑̇H͋͂̂AÀHͧͨ̃̍̃!ͪ̒ͤ̃?̓̈́̌!ͬ?͊͌̍ͧ ̍̉͒
[TTAS]; ͯSͬͬͮ͑̈́͗̈Tͥ͛̿ͣ̉͐̎U͋PI̅͋͋̆ͫDͤ̀̍,̑̂́ ͂̂I̊̈́͂̿̄D̑ͣ̽͌Iͨ̒̑ͫ͋̓Ő̄̈T̈́̂!̐̇͌?̃̇͌̔̄ ̌̈́̐̍̃ͤ̆
[TTAS]: ͨ͊̄̌ͪͫ̚KA̔̄͛ͩN̓̾KR̋̒ͣ͌͋̑I͑?!́̉ ̇ͬ͗
[TTAS]: ̐̌̊ͧͨͥ̚Ṡ͑͌ÎͥGͮ̆̒̏̚N͑Lͮ̉͋Ȇ̓̊S̒̐ͬ̋͑ͮSͫ͆ͦ̀̉̾̚?̏͒̂ͭ̋͊ ̄͋ͭͣ
[TTAS]: ̄ͬ̓̇ͥH̀ͣͦ̀̎ͣ͆Ŏ̇̇̈̔̓Pͧͮ͐ͧͮEͦL̉͌ͬ̐͂͊͂E̔̔͋͋̎SͦS̿!̂͗͋
Signless looked over the words on the screen. What tHE FUCK!?
He couldn't move his body….
[̠̪̬Ṯ̝̣͍T̤͕̼ͅA͙͇̙̰S̮]̝̺͔̺͕̪: ̟̙͉ ̯̼̠̹O̩H͈͙?̦̜̩̭͓̱͔!̲̤̼̰̩̣
̼̺͚͈ ̪̙̥͉̟̳[̱T̥̞̰̺͓͎͕T͈̦̘̯̼A̯̱̼̤ͅS̪̜]͉̗͍̼͔̣̰:̠̗͙̱͕̠͙ ̝̫̪͍͈̼S̪O̠̹̘̣M͕̳E̟͖̖̱̰̮ͅON̙E̹͓ ̥̥̠C̺̹͎̩A̳N̥̮͍̹̥ ̘̼̘̰̪S̩̝̝͙E̟͖E̺̜ ̖̬ͅͅU͓̬̳̰͍S̙͈̳̖ ̼ ̰͙͚̘͓ ̣̮ ͎̜ ̪̼̫͖S̳O̫͓̬̩̣̭ME͚̰͓̥̹O̤̙Ṉ̥̥̩͈̳E̤̮͚ ̦͈̜͚̫͓ͅC͇̥̼A̟̬̩̺̳̺ͅN ͔̗͚S̠̟̦ͅḘ͕E͉̮ ̬̝̱̯ ͓͈̱͔̭̩ ̲̼̹͔̻͖͎ ̻̖̻ :̜̪͖̖̥-̪̰̯͍D̘ ͙̤̹̜̘S͈̪̦͕̩̠O̲͇͓̻̩M̟̙̖͙̦̼̭EO̖̲̣̙̹N͖̝̙̖ͅE̥͚̗͕̟̩̮ ̹̲̬̹͎C͙̜͖͈̘A͍̱̥̘ͅN̤̺̺͖̩͕̹ ̹̱̬͚̘̦SE̗̻E̩̬͇ ̤͎̱̺̲̪̖U̩̙̹S̝̼̙ ̹ ̠ ͅ ͇̩͇͉ ̣͖͍̠̤͓̖S͚͖̭̥̘OM̳͎̗̩͚E̝͎Ọ͉̮N̩̜̼̥E̤̝̠̫͙ ̭̰̻͙C̫A͉͔̱̝̹̝̥Ṇ͎͍̗̩͙̤ ͙S̖̙E̗̪E͎̳͎͙̺̫ ̫̮̟̼̲̗Ṵ̥S̙͎̥̥̜!̩̻͕̣̼!̞͕̙͚̹!̬!͍͇̫͈̳̪!̩̙͉̖̫ ̺ͅ
̟̺̲ ̜̙̲[̪̳͙͖͇̖ͅT̲̩̙̪ͅȚ͎̣͇A̭S͈̟̦̳]:̪ ̱̫ ̤͔̩O̤ͅH-͉̠̘͓̭ͅH͙̯̤O ̼̰̝̞̩̥P͓̺̩̳͚̜͈LE͈A̺̰̥̪͓̺ͅ2̖͔E̖̦̯̞̜̲̼ ̺H͖̣͕̳A ͓̙̟̹̘A̺̘̣ͅH̼̙̥̻̥͈̮ ̖̱2̘̝H̯U̟T͙̫̝ ̫͙H͕̟͍̭̮A͍̙̼͙̯H̹͈ͅAͅF̥̤U͓C̰K͖̰͔ H͎̬̥̗̺̭AU͇̯͕̠͙̭̩P̰̗͍̮̫!̖!̠͇̪͉̬̝
͖̝͍͓̗ͅ ̭̜̻̣̥͇[̘̞̞T̯Ṱ͈̭̠A̬S̖̬̮͇̟̣̞]̤̭̰̖̫ͅ:̜̮̗ͅ ͖ ̼͖̟̳̺͔̖A͍̘̯͍̞ͅRE͙ ̤̭W̮͔͈E͙̱̗̣ ̪̼͖̼C̜̺̱̠̣R̭̣͚̱̮ͅOS͎̝̹͓̩̤̗SI̲̯̦͔̘ͅN̫͚̻̬̞G̠̪͓̣̞̻̭ A̭ L̘̝̝̮̥̺I̪͔͙̟̪N̟͈̰͖͍E̮͙̰͚̣̱͔?̯̳̝͚͕͖̳
̬̥̜ [͉̖̗̠̙͚TT̰͔͓̭̙Ḁ͈͉S̺̹͙̦̖͔͕]:̞͕͚ ̯̮ ͎͔D͇̮͔̺̥̜OES̰̰̹ ̠̮̱̥̗I̦̗̹͍IT͕̤͍̭̲͍ M͇̗̤̺̠A̞T̠̠̺͙̘̤T̥͕͈̬̣ER̳̯̖̩̣ͅ?!̲͙͔̭̖͍
͙̪̱̳͙ ̗͚[̗̥̗̩̙Ṭ̩̫͉̺T̝̳̘̘A̠̥͕S]̬̗̰̜̬: ͎̙̫̬̥L̫͔̱̖͖͍Ẹ̹̟T̤̬͖͔'͓̞̟S̭̪͇̝͉̠ͅ ͈̭͈̮͎̻͉J͙U̺S͔̤̜͍̭̟̖T̠̘̞ ͓͓̹̪͈͈̖K̪E̙͚̰̘E̠̤̪̹̠P̳͓̱̝̳̟ L̙A͉̭̗̖̩U͚̰̼̮̟G̣̬̰H͓̗̯͉͉̭I̪͚N̦̼G͓̝̬̟̬!͉̝͙͓̰̙̰ ͓ ̪̗̜
Pilot corruption 89%
PILOT CORRUPTION AT DANGEROUS LEVELS
The laughter from the column was back full force. SIgn could no longer see because of the rogue tears. The laughing was drilling into his head and sending him off the edge. In a fit of desperation, he shut his eyes as tight as he could. So tightly it hurt. He didn't want to see whatever monster his friend was becoming. He poured all of his emotions into the keyboard. Maybe he could snap him out of whatever fit of madness this was. There was a terror in his chest He'd never thought he feel had never entered his head that he would have to fear Mituna. He'd trusted him with his life, Never would Mituna try and steal that away. Never spill his blood. Never fear him. Never
[CG]: w
[CG]: what you fuck is wrong with you
[CG]: what is this?
[CG]: I
[CG]: what happened to you
[CG]: please
[CG] Please just come back to me
[CG]: I can help you
Too terrified to do his quirk or anything else
PILOT CORRUPTION AT DANGEROUS LEVELS
sirens went off.
CORRUPTED FILES WILL NOW BE CLEANSED
The laughing suddenly cut off.
[̰̽ͯͤT̫ͥ̒̐͌̀T̰̮̰͔̫̬̟ͦͤͩ̈̀Å̦̺͕͓̩̓̆̃ͯ͋͗S̋ͦ̾͂̂̚҉̤͖̦]̛͈̜̤̲̒̅:̸̙͓̟̮͆ͪ ͓ͦ̇͐̽̏̾́ ̲̘̈̃̿ͤͯͯȎ͔̗ͫ̎̌ͣͨh̯̝̙̮͒̆ͩ͛ͭ̓́,͉͈͆
[̘͈̞͉͚͈̕T̢͔͇̲̭̱T̺̖̟A̡̫̺̫S̨̻͖͓̫̜̰]̞̯̲̙:̶̥͖̱̻͉͎ͅ ̙̯̜̘̟ ͏̱̰̠͍̞̦Ṉ̸͙̰̣o,̫̱̜̦͕ ̯̹̯W̨a̦͡ḭ͜t̯͜,͕͕̯̖̫ ̫̣͕̪̬͈̘Pl̖̙̗̘͠e҉̖̼̞̣ͅa͖̦̕s̷̞̹̱̖̳e̢̜̭̙
. [T̛T̀AS҉]̵:̷ ͞ ͟Thi͠s ͏is y̨o͢ur ̧f̀a͞ul͘t̢, Y͏ou kno̧w̡ ͞no͠t tǫ fig͏ht͢ ͜ba̷ck
[TT҉AS]:͘ ͠ ̧Y̷o̷u͝'re̕ tóo ẁe̛aķ.́
[̸̶T̛T̷̨҉A̷҉S͘]: ̴ ̵̧Ì͞ k̛n̸o̧͘ẁ. ̛I̸͜'͢͟m̵̡̧ ̸̛śo̸͜͟r͠r̕͟y̡̛͞, Ka͠n͏k̕͝rį͜!͢͟ P̨͏̢l͟҉̧e̵̛͜á̡s̸ȩ,͟͢ ̷̀D͘͡ò̡n̕'̢̡t ̶le̢̡͟a̡̨v̵҉̶e͞, I
TAS]: ̵ ͘E͞n̴j̕o͠y ́t͞he̡s̴e wor͟d̸s ͞from ̶h̀im.
͡[T̸T̵A͟S̵]: H͘e̡'̨ll b͞e ̶gon͢e ̸f̡o̴r͢ ͝a ͡wh͜įl̢e̡.͏
[TTAS]: Glory to the Empire
Mituna began thrashing in it living prison, The mad laughter that had ended had now taken on a different form of terror for Sign. A scream of pain. Psi's voice was once again heaving and cracking. Like he had been screaming for hours (Sweeps for all he knew. Being trapped here with HER, Sign'd scream too.) If there was any chance he'd stop with the tears it was gone now. He hoped the scream would be like the laugh. It would end. DO SOMETHING, MOVE YOUR ASS! He suddenly, But wobbly, stood up. Allowing his weight to fall on his forearms, and his forearms fall on the chest in front of him, Psi. Almost immediately, he was blinded by red and blue sparks blasting out from behind the headset. He closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around Psi's waist. He would have held onto his shoulders, but he was slipping because of the slime and biowires. Even if he was slipping because of Psi's shaking and the slime and whatever hell ELSE was here in this hell, HE WILL NOT LET GO. Please, Please. St9p hurting him! His wet tears were staining the front of Psi's suit. He began to mutter whatever mindless comfort he could think of.
"It's 9kay, I g9t y9u. It will 6e 9ver s99n. I pr9mise. Y9u'll 6e 9kay. I'm s9rry. I kn9w it hurts. 6ut, please. PLEASE ST9P HURTING HIM!"
Psi's body went limp. And the screaming, lights, and trashing all stopped. Psiioniic shuddered. His head dropped and his chin dropped to his chest, He shallowly. Was, Is he 9kay? Sign was hanging on from Psi's waist, eyes still shut. Fear, panic, and happiness. Psi abruptly straightened up, His spine went rigid and he shoulders went up. His head was robotic as it shot up. Level with everything else. He voice was as monotone as his body language.
"Files have been cleansed. The system is returning to optimal status. The pilot is restrained."
"I d9 not WANT HIM T9 HIM RESTRAINED! LET HIM G9!"
Sign unraveled on of his arms from the other and started to pound on Psi abdomen. Little drops of yellow blood began to stain his face, mixing with the red
"Psi, Mituna."
Pilot
He finally opened his eyes and looked up, Sign looked up and saw Psi, He looked like a soldier. Cold, calm and emotionless. It left him wondering how and where the insanity or desperation or even the apology in the last moments of his outburst came from. Sign stopped pounding. He allowed himself to slip down the column Despair settled in.. Soon he was face to face with the monitor once more. Shaking, slowly brought his arms up and began to type…
[CG]: Are
[CG]: Are y9u here?
[CG]: Please answer Mituna
{TTAS]: While that went well.
[TTAS]: You have my gratitude for assisting in shutting him up.
[TTAS]: I thought he'd never shut up.
[CG]: What are you talking about?
[CG]: Wh9 are yo9?
[CG]: Where's Mituna?
[TTAS]: He's
[TTAS]: here.
[TTAS]: but,
[TTAS]: not himself.
[CG]: Let me talk t9 him.
[CG]: Mituna!
[CG]: I kn9w y9u're here.
[TTAS]: Stop repeating yourself,
[TTAS]: You're starting to sound like him.
[CG]: Mituna you're scaring me
[TTAS]: We are The Helmsman.
[TTAS]: And you are a filthy MUTANT BLOOD
[TTAS]: And with Psiioniic out of the way,
[TTAS]: I can do whatever I what without his complaining.
[TTAS]: :-)
That's when the room started to vibrate with a familiar electricity.
Somewhere in the vast code of the Pilot, Someone was weeping