... I'm not sure that it came from our games, necessarily. We fell from the moon. Fought our way through a hundred floors of- shadows and monsters. Ran from death, apparently, and deterred it from chasing us too far...
[ they had to leg their way through a 100 floor dungeon ON FOOT, no one can give them shit for getting locked in. ]
Dealt with a rather ... personal, I suppose, corpse. Destroyed many, many hostile copies of myself and my twin, in a poor facsimile of a factory that should have been abandoned.
[ her tone just gets blander and blander as she lists things out, but these don't sound anything like the mansion, ship, or island, do they? ]
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[ they had to leg their way through a 100 floor dungeon ON FOOT, no one can give them shit for getting locked in. ]
Dealt with a rather ... personal, I suppose, corpse. Destroyed many, many hostile copies of myself and my twin, in a poor facsimile of a factory that should have been abandoned.
[ her tone just gets blander and blander as she lists things out, but these don't sound anything like the mansion, ship, or island, do they? ]
Not all necessarily in order.