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It is Schrodinger's Passageway.
Helix continued going through Lucky Shots, as he maneuvered through the crowd. Helix paused as he noticed a sign which emitted a light blue holograph that said "Orbital Dock 329102-XRED." Helix rolled back his shoulders as he glanced towards Wildmax, "Alright, we are here. Now then..." Helix stepped forward towards the Orbital Dock, as there were two giant sentry droids that stared at Helix for a moment, before activating a quick scan from their visual receptor. The sentry droid on the left tapped on the ground with a few of its claw like legs.

"Welcome back Maurice Skybreaker." The Sentry Droids stated in a politely voice, as they aimed their four mini-gun "hands", well they were where the hands were. The two sentry droids, aimed their elongated head-pieces, which had a single red visual receptor. They aimed the minigun arms towards the Ceedorian. The one of the Left spoke "Locked on. Identify your purpose or be turned into metallic goop."

The Sentry on the Right spoke up. "I so hope it is an acceptable target to turn into metallic goop. I really could go for some at the moment."
That seems like a good idea.
Simon eagerly took the cigarette, as he released his left hand's grip on the white flag. He took a deep drag from the cigarette, as he glanced around. He nodded towards Shiloh, "Are you sure you don't need any hel-" Then he noticed that Shiloh didn't even wait for an answer. Simon simply shrugged, as he held onto the white flag with his right hand. He took another drag on the cigarette as he glanced at the two others.

Oh yes, this does help calm the nerves. Yes, yes it does. he thought to himself as he glanced around, still wary, but not as wary as before.
"A-ah! There you are." Simon quickly approached Shiloh as he glanced around, "Uh, N-no, I... strangers...I do not know what their intentions are." He gripped onto his white flag, as more sweat poured down his brow. His lips quivered a bit, as he focused his attention on Shiloh, for the moment. "Well, uh, m-moving in then, I suppose." He then eyed the other two on the floor warily, as he tightened his grip on his white flag.
Ash tapped his right foot, "Come on guys, you kissed the hand. You have shown your loyalty. Talk to me, I am your Boss, but I am a Friendly Boss. Well, as long as you don't cross me. I'll cover the employee benefit plan, after I assign you to your tasks. Now then, what do you know about ENKI? But more importantly, what did you do here? This will be important, as this will influence where I assign you in the Colony's operations. Also..."

Ash glared at Melissa, "THIS IS MINE! MINEMINEMINEMINE! YOU DO NOT GET TO PLAY SPACE INVADERS ON MY ARCADE STATION! THIS IS PART OF MY COLONY, I OWN EVERYTHING AT THIS RINK!" Ash glanced back at his goons, "Anyway, oooh! What games do you guys have installed? I want to play. OH! Do you have Pac-Man!? I LOVE PAC-MAN! Ooooh! Ooooh!" Ash coughed as he glanced back at them.

"So talk to me, tell me what you know of ENKI. What do you guys do, as I need to know that to properly assign you tasks in my Empire. Also I will explain the benefit plan a bit later." Ash smiled at the grovelling individuals.

Ash turned to the rest of the group, "If you wish to go after him, he left a clear trail of urine. Take the Van and chase after him. I've gotta assign my goons work." Ash glanced at them, he pointed towards the largest one. "You are on security of the Rink. Keep a watchful eye of the place." He glanced at the other ones, "How fast are you? I need drugs to be sold at variety of destinations. Hold on."

Ash pulled out a phone from his hoody pocket. He began typing on it.

"Governor of my Holdings, send a few soldiers to the White Center Barrens, South Gate Roller Rink. Also, escaping rats, catch them. Do not send too many, only enough to intimidate other smaller gangs to submit."
And then get invited to Horror Movie Night, as they are good goons. They get to watch with Ash and his other Colonial Minions. Horror Movie Night is fun.
Parser said
Well you didn't exactly explain the ceremony. How were we supposed to know? Furthermore, could you explain how and why it wouldn't work?


He brings up a good point. As does Jerk. There was nothing stating that the individuals both had to be physically present. And, they definitely fulfill the emotional connection, with the power of love.
Helix glanced at Wildmax, "If they didn't burn the body, maybe could have saved the brain and insert it into another one. Or, if Ripper's memories were digitally uploaded, could always place them somewhere else. I mean, if you wish to discuss the philosopical questions on whether or not it is Ripper, well, Ripper himself wouldn't care." He chuckled, "If anything he probably would enjoy it, as long as it had enough fire power to sustain him." He rolled back his shoulders as he jumped up, "Alright, come on, I'll show you to the port where the ship is being repaired." He turned his head back as he glanced towards Wildmax, "And, well if you want a cystogie, I'm sure it could be found in this place." He then proceeded to stroll down the district, as he waved his left scaly hand towards Wildmax.

"Come on, come on!" Helix said as he wormed his way through the dense crowd of various species, as he headed towards the section where the ship was being repaired.
Simon paused as he held onto his white flag tighter as two individuals passed by. One was rather shiny, truly and un-naturally shiny, and the other dressed in curious robes, and looked rather scruffy looking. A cold sweat went down Simon's brow as the robed man muttered some words to him. I really need that light... he thought to himself as he quickly let go of the flag with his left hand, but increasing his grip with his right hand. He took the deepweed cigarette and pocketed it into the book-bag, on his back. He then quickly placed his left hand back on his white flag as he slowly trudged forth down the hallway, heading for the room where Shiloh was sure to be. He has to be there. He just has to be there.
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