System

Myriad Reality

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I wouldn’t make blueprints of these things to avoid them. All someone has to do is take the recipe of these and make their own versions. It’s dangerous.

@Spiritblitz

Maybe someone else made them and they're trying to prevent some kind of outbreak?

Myriad Reality

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But, what good would it be in creating new mutated versions of these viruses? That’s a bad situation waiting to happen.

@Spiritblitz

I don't know... They might not be creating them at all? Maybe they're just trying to avoid this situation?

Myriad Reality

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Research? Tempo, research doesn't look like that.

@Spiritblitz

It could be simulations? Maybe exploring the effects of different conditions?

Myriad Reality

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She makes viruses?

@Spiritblitz

She's part of the viral research division here. But I've never seen anything like this.

Myriad Reality

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What do you see?
*the tendrils seek out any corruption and glitches to keep the server stable*

@Spiritblitz

*The screen displays designs of mutant viruses, equipped with upgraded modules and several dozen times larger than the standard model, placed at the foot of its cousin for reference*
Her virus work, but these designs are unusual. I can't imagine her lab is working on building any of these.

Myriad Reality

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Mend Fire!
*light radiates from my body and semi-transparent tendrils of fire reach out through out the room*

@Spiritblitz

*A series of panels spring up from the terminal, outlining previous projects, error codes, and recently opened programs*

Myriad Reality

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Keep going! I can take a hit! Don't worry!

@Spiritblitz

Okay, okay!
*The lock regenerates and starts deteriorating again—several tries later, the lock dissolves completely*
Now!

Myriad Reality

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*takes the hit head on, grunting hard*

@Spiritblitz

Cure!
*Ignores the terminal and rushes toward you*

Myriad Reality

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*Fills those pockets of air and keeps attempting to stabilize*

@Spiritblitz

*The lock dissolves away, but a corrupted meteor rockets into your torso*

Myriad Reality

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*My tail stretches out and destroys some of the data, and my hands grow into large claws as I destroy the others that come after us*
This is pretty volatile!!

@Spiritblitz

It's more of an art than a science!
*A lock icon projects from the terminal and begins to dissolve away before the device abruptly crashes and restarts, corrupting random pockets of air*