ONESHOT: HALLOWEEN HACK (unofficial playlist)

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A flame adrift the hunting sea

I step out of the boat. . .

Skate [Standart: Success] — We have. . . Arrived. Good thing you grabbed the cloth afterall! Who knows what would've happened out there without it.

War [Standart: Success] — Among the rocks and sand, metal organs lie broken—wreckage beaten down by nature’s oldest soldiers. The bird of man, struck from the sky, meets its end against the unmoving stance of stone. You can hardly call this a battle. For It is obvious who won in the end. Go see for yourself

 1. - "Well damn". [Proceed to the wreckage]
 2. - What the *HELL* happened here!? 
 → 3. - And, the pilot is?. . . [Skate - Great 15]
 4. - [Just Proceed]

Skate [Great: Failure] — They didn’t make it. Even if there’s no
body... you don’t want to find it, *trust me*

War — Dead. Double-dead. No, TRIPLE. QUADRUPLE-DEAD. Deader than dead-dead.

Skate — …Can we not do this? 

 1. - "Well damn". [Proceed to the wreckage]
 2. - What the *HELL* happened here!? 
 3. - And, the pilot is?. . . [Skate - Great 15]
→ 4. - [Just Proceed]


Who are you

A spark, and the smoke that follows.

I duck beneath the twisted body of the wreck.


A... SECURITY (?) ROBOT — "ACCESS DENIED. FOREIGN ENTITY SPOTTED - Its voice jitters—literal electric spasms crackle through its speaker - PLEASE MOVE AWAY BEFORE VIOLENCE NEEDS TO BE USED".


War [Amazing: Failure] — . . . Yet you already used it you fucking-


Skate — Don’t listen to the anger-junkie. Look under your feet—see that part of the plane? Weirdly convenient. . .A little too convenient, actually. Let’s treat this like a puzzle, hm?


War [Horrible: Success] — Why are you even thinking about this?

Puzzle not puzzle. It's a robot, and you are made of -- burning-fucking-magic-fire -- Bullets are nothing to you. Not to mention, the robot itself is barely standing on its own feet, one jab and it's gone. The only puzzle here is why you're hesitating. 


Skate [Decent: Success] — You're confident, huh? The bullet could be made of magic. And we better not test it. We distract the robot. Use the rod


From the brief glance before the shot you've caught that it doesn't have any motion censors. Perhaps it uses sound to move? Throwing it in the ocean for a chance of it following doesn't sound. . . *that* unlikely. Hm. . . I need to think about this more.


War [Horrible: Success] — Or you just hurl it at its face.

Bam! There's a distraction 


→ 1. Let's see. . . [Pick up the rod]


[ITEM ACQUIRED: BROKEN ROD]

              

→  1. [War: Bad 8 ] - Throw the rod in the water

2. [Skate: Perfect 30] - Think of something else. . .

3. [War: Alright 11] - Throw it in the robots face


... CHECK: SUCCESS ✓

After a brief arc through the air, the rod splashes into the sea. The robot, stuttering, aims at the source. It shuffles closer, until- " ZAP! CO-CO-CODE: RE E E E. . . OFF PROTOTO TO COL. . .HURTSHURTSHUR-" It turns off. 


Skate — That… That didn’t feel right. The robot… could feel. It hurt, Sto. It *hurt*


→ 1. I. . . 


Skate — No, no. I'm not. . . *Angry*. You didn't really know. I get it. Next robot - different approach, okay? We now know more, and that's good. 


I breath out and walk right. 




DANGER

There’s a tiny rock in the middle of the path.

Just… lying there.

Blocking the way forward.


War [Terrible: Success] — Pfft. So what? What’s a pathetic little ROCK gonna do to YOU, huh? You're a walking campfire of POWER! Show it who's boss—KICK IT! Nature messed up putting THIS “defender” in front of YOU!


Skate [Horrible: Success] — Or… just move it with your hand?. . . Like a *normal* person?


War — “Normal?” BOLD of you to say that to THE STO. I doubt EVERYONE has two disembodied voices -- fused with their body -- helping them. At least, not this loudly. We are THE-CAMPFIRE-OF-POWER. Not some beige-flavored monster in a side quest.


And let’s be honest—being “normal” is creepier than anything else. If you see someone acting "normal" that's a crazy person.


Everyone's got their something. And that *something* makes them special.


Skate — Wouldn’t that mean—? Ugh, never mind. Just remind me not to use the word “normal” again, Sto


1. - So… what do we do about the rock?

2. - I'll just step over it.

→ 3. - FUCK IT! [War: Decent 15] — Kick the rock


... CHECK: FAILURE


I channel the entirety of my CAMPFIRE OF POWER. Legs planted. Core locked. I swing at the pebble with the fury of THE GREAT—


—and suddenly, I'm staring at the sky.


The impact hits a second after I land.

-0.01 HP.

The sand cushioned the fall… kind of. 

I rub my shoulder. Groan. Stand.


Hey!

I did kick the rock!

...Still gotta jump over it though.



Puzzle Solved. . .?

I’ve been walking for a few minutes now. . .

Eyes low. Focused on the ground.


Skate [Horrible: Success] — Wire after wire, hole after hole. You keep staring down. The hunch stays strong with you. The earth is marked by scars, long healed but never forgotten. Metal tubes. Crushed machines. Empty shells. And then—something else. Something that catches your attention 

Glass.


War — Really? Of all things, you're stopping for glass? The battles are over. The sky’s gone. The glass has been shattered long ago. And you’re here, gawking at the floor like some lost pigeon? Just keep moving, while also looking-


Skate — No. Wait. Look at it. *Really* look at it. Among all this metal, all this wreckage—that's what shines. Broken. Curved. But still reflecting. And inside it… a shape. A green block, waving in the air. Like it’s saying hi. 

It's. . . Beautiful. Glass is fragile by nature, yet it doesn't lose it's basic function after being broken. No matter how broken, there will still be a reflection to greet back. While it is not natural, it was *made* with purpose. There's something profound in that. 


→ 1. - [Wave back]

2. - Well hello, Ms. Glass. It is *glass* to see you!

3. - Let me look closer [Pick it up]


War [Standart: Success] —


 → 4. (?) - I’m not going to break the glass.


War [Standard: Success] — . . . That’s not what I was going to say. We need distance. Perspective. Look up. Stop wasting time on your *hunches*
. . .
...You know what? Forget it. I’m done convincing you.


Skate [Amazing: Failure] — No, wait-


→ 1. Look up [War: Great 18]

2. Look up [War: Great 18]

3. Look up [War: Great 18]


+1 Moonwalker Cheese


+2 My Reflection!


-1 Don’t Want To


-2 Skate is protective


-5 Passed Storm


-7 Something Horrible...


...CHECK: FAILURE!


I look up to see—


—1 DAMAGED MIND.


My legs give out.

The ground flies up to meet me.


War [Great: Failure] — White light scorches your eye. It swallows half the horizon—a monolith rooted to the ground, but alive, and watching you. It knows you. It sees you. You try to turn away, but it’s too late. You’ve seen it. And now—you can’t *unsee* it.

You look up. And up. And up. And up.

And it doesn’t stop growing. It keeps stretching. Up. Up. Up. But somehow — it’s still shrinking in the sky. It’s trapped there. Chained by the black itself. 
It was build and expanded by a collective goal, with the purpose unknown. Build in a prison to small to contain it's greatness

And you know. You know it could break free. It could rip out the sky’s throat and collapse onto you in any-


Skate [Great: Success] — ENOUGH. Stop. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. . .

Stand up. Brush the dust off.

Close your eyes. Forget the light. Forget the shape. Forget the weight. Focus on the small things: The flickering red lights. The glass, still holding your reflection. The factories. Yes, let’s go there first. Let’s explore that.



The barrens

The pillars of white seem to double once I get close. 
The... End? Only gets further and further with each new pillar

So, I decide to jump into it...

I appear in a new space
Wait, those bubbles...
The text--
Holy shit.

U-um, guys?

Skate — ...Maybe, afterall, we *should've* made Maize and The fox join our... Um.. "Polycule" 
Maybe... If we did that they wouldn't have... 
...
Eugh, I don't want to spiral again, 
I'll just shut up and read through the current thoughts
Wait, what's that, Fuku?

War [????????: ???????]— ...Let me do something 

...CHECK: FAILURE 

War [????????: ???????] — Come on now!

...REROLL
...CHECK: 
FAILURE

War [????????: ???????] — One more time!!

...REROLL
...FAILURE.

War — Fuck.
War — Guess the dice switched up on us. 
Look, I think we've been in the head too much
Too much talking. I think it's a good time to stop 
At least for a while. It's up to you now 
Just call us out when you need us 

But I...

War — ...Right. 

Skate — I think we're in some kind of... talking space?
The text, the bubbles and... Oh yeah
This music. How long have we been able to hear *music* ?
Not only music coming from every inch
But *familiar* music aswell
Even if you don't want to, it reminds you of the... Previous world 
The barrens, the mines, the city, the machine... 
Hm. Hm, hm, hm. 
You know, The world machine should've given us a camera instead of this god forsaken radio... 
Endlessly rerecording and rerecording the same things...
Eugh, just holding this weights on your soul 
It's so,so strange.
But I guess we should keep holding onto this 
... Am I spiraling again? Sorry, go on

What are the cyphers saying?

Skate [????????: ???????]  — Walking through... they seem to say nothing. I can't decypher these on the go, sorry. 
However... wait
There's one message that got through 

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