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I really liked the omake! It's a non canon omake y'all, we can enjoy different takes on characters.
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DoofQuest- a Disney Villains Victorious CK2-Style Quest
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You can like something and for it not to be good. Case in point: the Star Wars Prequel Trilogy. Regardless, that does not negate him from criticism. It is my belief that the foundation of the omake to be awful. As I said before, it sounds like the creation of someone who posts on r/bertstrips unironically.
There is a difference between different takes and character assassination.
I admit that I have not played whatever the vile thing that could be considered the source for that take on Christopher Robinson. I suspect that it doesn't resemble the source material in the least. Bertstrips are funny because it mocks the context that the various scenes are given. This game just seems like the work of a depressed person who laughs at bad things to make himself feel better.
Edit: To get back on topic, I think L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N.'s loyalty is wrong.
-20+15+5+10+5=15
For May/June 2016 it should be 10 Loyalty.
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It's a perfectly normal winnie the pooh themed baseball game. It just so happens to have one of the most maddeningly insane difficulty curves of any game, ever, to the point that literal full-time let's players take hours of their lives to beat a game that only had like five or so levels. This is rather amusing since the game is supposedly for children.
Christopher Robin is the final pitcher in the game, and is nearly impossible to beat. Hence countless memes about what an unholy terror Christopher Robin is if just given a pitcher's glove.
KitRougard
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Well... honestly, the others have a point. That's not Christopher Robin, but a creepypasta skinjack.
But I had an idea!
Redo the Omake with a legitimately confused Christopher who desperately just wants to play some baseball, but cannot, for the life of him, figure out what's going wrong!
Basically, instead of layering on "Oh well, I dont care...
" to the point of oblivion, layer on pure, oblivious, innocence to the point of oblivion.
But I had an idea!
Redo the Omake with a legitimately confused Christopher who desperately just wants to play some baseball, but cannot, for the life of him, figure out what's going wrong!
Basically, instead of layering on "Oh well, I dont care...
" to the point of oblivion, layer on pure, oblivious, innocence to the point of oblivion.
b-wolf95
Secretly a good boy
To be perfectly honest, I had completely forgotten about that game and the memes it spawned until I saw your comment. I think that's the major problem the omake is running into: it's based around one single joke that not many people will get and if you don't get the joke, the whole thing just comes off as bizarre and kind-of edgelord-y.
Ohhhh. That makes more sense. Everything I noticed when I searched for "Christopher Robin, Harbinger of Winter and Destroyer of Hope" indicated that it was an actual thing.
For the omake, I'd suggest severely limiting the appearance of Christopher. Focus more on the characterization of Doof, Norm, Khan, ect and leave the eldritch to the background.
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Ok but a Christopher summoned from the Hundred Acre Wood with major strength he doesn't understand could be a serious threat with the wrong mage pulling his strings.
Considering they're kids books he probably has ridiculous hyperbolic feats to draw on.
Considering they're kids books he probably has ridiculous hyperbolic feats to draw on.
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It´s the same kind of "joke" that makes Overwatch´s Mei a sadistic, detached sociopath that smiles perpetually as she flash-freezes you and turns your frozen carcass into a shishkebab.
Never really got the appeal of that humour.
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Yeaaaah...
I dont think this is the kinda thread in which to whip up demons and such. OH - I just remembered an important though.
@Made in Heaven , the source includes Disney and -Disney Adjacent- sources...
And the villains all won...
Do we, at any point, have to worry about a hole opening to The City That Never Was, dumping a ocean's worth of little twitchy black gremlins with yellow eyes on us?
Didnt want to read that? Ok.
Will Kingdom Hearts get involved in our Catastrophic Disney Mashup at any point?
I dont think this is the kinda thread in which to whip up demons and such. OH - I just remembered an important though.
@Made in Heaven , the source includes Disney and -Disney Adjacent- sources...
And the villains all won...
Do we, at any point, have to worry about a hole opening to The City That Never Was, dumping a ocean's worth of little twitchy black gremlins with yellow eyes on us?
Didnt want to read that? Ok.
Will Kingdom Hearts get involved in our Catastrophic Disney Mashup at any point?
Confirmed no. And it's not all Disney properties, just the one that take place in a modern/futuristic setting (which is to say, roughly, post-1940s.)
Habstab
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And, soon enough, no one shall ever again, for it is going to be taken down in December.
... kinda sad, really. Now no one shall go through the torment of Rabbit stopping time or Tigger throwing invisible balls, or Christopher Robin doing both of those things alongside a few other weird gimmicks.
... yeah, that game is really weird.
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Oh are you kidding with that level of memetic difficulty I imagine somebody's run off an actual physical tape to keep circulating.
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As someone who has early childhood memories of the end of the Cold War, yeah, the idea of games (or intellectual property in general) just going away for any reason still jars me. Hard to find, that makes sense, but to just brick itself one day? I keep looking around myself wondering how I got transported into this surreal dystopian future. And its not even an awesome dystopian future with 300% Khan or incestuous transgendered mad scientist waterfowl!
I need a drink right now.
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Habstab
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I mean... that's what some people did with the old Lego: Mars RTS game, they copied the code and now, if you know where to find it, you can play it any time you want to.
So what do we want to do with Janna next turn?
Do we think Chicken Itza is important enough to drop another Stewardship action and not have an Occult hero or can we put it off for a couple of turns until we have Malifhismertz?
Do we think Chicken Itza is important enough to drop another Stewardship action and not have an Occult hero or can we put it off for a couple of turns until we have Malifhismertz?
kfrar
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I don't want to put off the magic temples questline if we can help it, because any questline that was cryptically hinted to help with Cipher seems like something we should keep up with, it seems like one of our best paths to expanding our Occult potential, and because it seems like a questline in particular, meaning we can progress it parallel to our National Actions.
If I had to choose between working on the temples and working on Malifishmirtz I'm not sure which I'd go for, but with two Stewardship actions we can go for both.
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This is twice now I kicked myself in the shins for not having actually inhaled true-everything, just the major updates.
Maybe I should start the deep-trawl...
Maybe I should start the deep-trawl...
I know it's noncannon but it still ridiculous and break my suspense of belief of how we matched the enemy while Khan is doing the yamcha impression when Khan has more than twice the martial stats of Doof and Dennis combined.
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I think it would have worked better if Khan instead refused to deal with it himself and made Doof and Dennis do it.
Like a test for his students to see the results of their training and will oversee it in case it gets life threatening or out of hand.
Interlude: The Buzz on Lizzy
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Supervillains really were some of the most fascinating patients, Technor mused to himself. He had been tasked with psychoanalyzing one of the supervillains Doofenshmirtz had captured a couple months ago, and he had to say that things were going extremely well.
The dour girl had refused to talk to him for the first session, which he later reasoned to stem from apathy rather than any sort of depression. All things considered, she was taking to the prison life rather well, enjoying the free smoothie machine and fully stocked gymnasium. It wasn't until the second session that he was able to properly start interviewing the villain and getting to the bottom of her issues.
There was a lot to unpack there. One didn't simply turn supervillain on a whim. In addition to underlying mental instability, there usually had to be some sort of catalyst that would inspire people to devote years of their life into developing proprietary technology and using it to wreak havoc on unexpecting civilians. Lizzy's technological achievements paled in comparison to the majesty that was TECHNOR, but Dr. Doofenshmirtz and others would probably find them impressive.
"I suppose I can trace it all back to that science fair." Lizzy commented as she leaned back against the wall and crossed her arms."That was the day I realized that if you wanted to have some impact on the world, you had to do it by force. Look at what happened. One project went off and caught the entire gym on fire, the school burned down, and you can imagine where it went from there. Stanley, the little idiot, insisted he would have won the science fair. I told him he was wrong, obviously, and he chose to take it poorly. The next couple of years were… unpleasant. But after that Stanley made headway into the construction business, he gained a couple government contracts and was able to set up his own little conglomerate. I refused to fall behind, especially after he showed me up all those years ago. So I began my own preparations."
Lizzie's fixation with insects was slightly unusual, but Technor wasn't much of one to judge. He had interviewed patients with far stranger obsessions, but somehow hers only managed to enhance her villainous lifestyle. He took a picosecond to review the data he had collected, both through prior interviews and his own observations in battle. Highly efficient neural-machine interfaces. Limited insect control. Extremely rapid excavation.
"Would you say your fascination with Formicidae stems from a difficulty in relating to others and a desire to be around creatures you feel mirror your own emotional state?"
"Yes."
"...interesting."
"Interesting what?" She replied defensively.
"Interesting. Most supervillains are not so self aware. They tend to be braggadocious, loudmouthed buffoons when given the chance." TECHNOR, THE MECHANICAL MAN noted.
"Like Stanley." she said with a note of smugness.
"What, if anything, has come as a result of your grudge with Stanley? You've mentioned that you've been at it for years, only to end up in an eternal stalemate."
"I'm not the one dragging it out." Lizzy replied. "If he would simply admit my superiority, I'd never have to look at him again."
"You require his approval?"
"Of course not."
"Then have you managed to overcome him in some way that does satisfy you? Have you achieved a sense of catharsis from it all? Any semblance of closure?"
Lizzy's frown deepened. "Well. No."
"What are you hoping to gain, then?"
Lizzy remained silent.
"Lizzy, I think your concerns about 'defeating' Stanley are rooted in something deeper. Stanley represented an obvious, straightforward challenge, from someone dismissing your own skill, at a time in your early development where you had very little social approval. He's become a totem of sorts, a representation of a broader concern; that others do not understand you, value you, or appreciate you."
"...so what?" Lizzie asked after a moment, emotion beginning to creep into her voice for the first time. "Nobody likes me. I'm weird. I'm creepy. I know it. I don't need them."
"Everyone needs validation, Lizzy." Technor replied. "You've been fighting for it for more than a decade now."
Lizzie looked down at the floor in contemplation.
"You've made excellent progress so far. With your permission, I'd like to try something a bit unconventional."
"Well, it can't be any more tedious than fighting Stanley for the past ten years."
"Well… it's not fighting."
Technor silently commented /*I hope*/ in his patient's file.
The door to the room opened as a portly man in a laurel wreath and striped prison jumpsuit walked in.
"Stanley?!"
"I thought it would be a good idea to try some group therapy today."
The two supervillains clenched their fists as they stared each other down. Thankfully, the moment passed without further violence, and Stanley took a seat in the room as far away from Lizzy as physically possible.
"Stanley, Lizzy's told me that you two have been at each other's throats for the past decade. What are your thoughts on the matter?"
"Ever since I was young I've always wanted to force a captive audience to behold the majesty of volcanoes. Magma Industries finally gave me a chance to do that!"
"And the hoplite bots?"
"A means to an end! Cheap, efficient labor to take care of the hazardous parts of the factory, and my cavalry to square off against my hated enemy!"
"Not surprised." Lizzy said in a voice empty of everything but irritation. "The great emperor can't have any subjects of his own, so he resorts to soulless automata."
"My automata are efficient and self-reproducing! Your ants require a queen!"
"See how far those Von Neumann bots get you when the world's buried under them."
"Hah! As if I'd be that stupid! Everyone knows they can only reproduce a set number of times!"
Technor sighed before interrupting. "Stanley, what is it that you have accomplished in these last ten years of constant feuding?"
"I've forged a path to rebuild Rome itself!" Stanley shouted. "I built a city!"
"Have you ever achieved a victory over your rival? In all your years of stalemate, what has your continued rivalry actually done for you? Do you have any sense of fulfillment?"
Stanley didn't have any response to that.
"It looks to me like the two of you are caught in a rut. You've been perpetuating this rivalry for years, and you're unwilling to give it up since that would make the past decade a waste of time."
"I am not the one who started this! She is the one who assaulted my company and forced me to retaliate in kind!"
"Could you not have simply relied on law enforcement the way any other businessman would?"
"No worthy Emperor ever failed to lead his own armies!"
"So this is about being considered worthy."
Lizzy looked at Stanley, saying nothing.
"I think it might be a good idea to give you two some perspective. Wile E, if you would?"
Wile E Coyote, Certified Genius, stepped through the door with all the poise and gravitas the situation required.
"It pains me deeply," he began, "To see two brilliant young minds throwing their lifetimes away in pursuit of rivalry. As a genius myself beset by many, many years of needless conflict, I would hope my story would provide something of a cautionary tale."
"Until recently, Mr. Coyote has spent more than sixty years pursuing his nemesis for no reason other than his refusal to give up." Technor explained.
"Well, I wouldn't say no reas-"
"Sixty years?!?!" Stanley yelled, as Lizzy grimaced.
"Sixty six years, two months, and twelve days." Technor clarified.
"Ah, yes. I will admit I was somewhat misguided-"
"And you never caught him the entire time?" Lizzy added, incredulous.
"We were… evenly matched," Coyote lied, possibly to himself.
"This is what you can expect from a monomaniacal focus on rivals," Technor continued. "A nemesis should be a recurring threat, a challenge to your plans, not your raison d'etre. Your nemesis should help you grow in skill and as a person. An evil person."
He gestured to Wile E. "Otherwise, you'll end up like this poor, pitiful animal."
"Excuse me-!"
"Oh yes of course Wile E, I appreciate your time. You may go."
Lizzy shuddered in horror as the gangly toon exited the room muttering to himself. "This is not where I saw myself ten years down the line."
"I will admit this rivalry has been a… distraction from my more impressive creations."
"Look." Lizzy said, speaking as if every word pained her physically. "Do you want to try and just… give this up? Go separate ways."
Stanley looked equally repulsed by the concept, but Technor could notice him turning the idea over in his head. "As much as it pains me to admit it… that… may be for the best."
Technor clapped his hands together, rising upwards on his hover chaise. "I think we've made excellent progress today. Stanley, I believe it's time we began scheduling regular sessions. If you would be so kind as to speak with my receptionist?"
Stanley nodded, rising awkwardly and walking out of the room. Once the door swung shut, Lizzy sighed.
"I suppose I'll be heading back to the cell block now."
"Not quite, Lizzy."
"What?"
"I'm satisfied with your progress. Effective today, I am granting you parole."
Making one last note on his datapad, Technor tucked it below his tiny arm and began to hover away. "I do hope you'll be interested in our work-release program. After everything we've discussed today, I think you're ready to begin contributing to evil society again. You just need to keep moving forward."
Technor rolled his nonexistent shoulders. "Now, if you will please excuse me," He said, flipping his ego module back on, "I, TECHNOR, THE MECHANICAL MAN, must destroy the next energy-inefficient vehicle I see. Untold Power will be mine!!!" He yelled before smashing through his wall.
"You could stand to save money on plaster." Lizzy deadpanned.
"Half our budget goes to wall repair." The receptionist agreed, poking his head through the wall morosely.
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Bug Queen Lizzy has joined you as a hero unit! She seems eager to turn to a new chapter of her life and will only have a minor loyalty malus as the result of you foiling her plans!
Animal Uplink Armor is now available for research!
Insect Control is now available for research!
Stanley joined in on her group therapy session and agreed to end their rivalry! He seemed amicable to joining therapy sessions with Technor and made some progress on working through his issues as well!
Technor is delighted that he got to perform his primary function in such a successful way!
The dour girl had refused to talk to him for the first session, which he later reasoned to stem from apathy rather than any sort of depression. All things considered, she was taking to the prison life rather well, enjoying the free smoothie machine and fully stocked gymnasium. It wasn't until the second session that he was able to properly start interviewing the villain and getting to the bottom of her issues.
There was a lot to unpack there. One didn't simply turn supervillain on a whim. In addition to underlying mental instability, there usually had to be some sort of catalyst that would inspire people to devote years of their life into developing proprietary technology and using it to wreak havoc on unexpecting civilians. Lizzy's technological achievements paled in comparison to the majesty that was TECHNOR, but Dr. Doofenshmirtz and others would probably find them impressive.
"I suppose I can trace it all back to that science fair." Lizzy commented as she leaned back against the wall and crossed her arms."That was the day I realized that if you wanted to have some impact on the world, you had to do it by force. Look at what happened. One project went off and caught the entire gym on fire, the school burned down, and you can imagine where it went from there. Stanley, the little idiot, insisted he would have won the science fair. I told him he was wrong, obviously, and he chose to take it poorly. The next couple of years were… unpleasant. But after that Stanley made headway into the construction business, he gained a couple government contracts and was able to set up his own little conglomerate. I refused to fall behind, especially after he showed me up all those years ago. So I began my own preparations."
Lizzie's fixation with insects was slightly unusual, but Technor wasn't much of one to judge. He had interviewed patients with far stranger obsessions, but somehow hers only managed to enhance her villainous lifestyle. He took a picosecond to review the data he had collected, both through prior interviews and his own observations in battle. Highly efficient neural-machine interfaces. Limited insect control. Extremely rapid excavation.
"Would you say your fascination with Formicidae stems from a difficulty in relating to others and a desire to be around creatures you feel mirror your own emotional state?"
"Yes."
"...interesting."
"Interesting what?" She replied defensively.
"Interesting. Most supervillains are not so self aware. They tend to be braggadocious, loudmouthed buffoons when given the chance." TECHNOR, THE MECHANICAL MAN noted.
"Like Stanley." she said with a note of smugness.
"What, if anything, has come as a result of your grudge with Stanley? You've mentioned that you've been at it for years, only to end up in an eternal stalemate."
"I'm not the one dragging it out." Lizzy replied. "If he would simply admit my superiority, I'd never have to look at him again."
"You require his approval?"
"Of course not."
"Then have you managed to overcome him in some way that does satisfy you? Have you achieved a sense of catharsis from it all? Any semblance of closure?"
Lizzy's frown deepened. "Well. No."
"What are you hoping to gain, then?"
Lizzy remained silent.
"Lizzy, I think your concerns about 'defeating' Stanley are rooted in something deeper. Stanley represented an obvious, straightforward challenge, from someone dismissing your own skill, at a time in your early development where you had very little social approval. He's become a totem of sorts, a representation of a broader concern; that others do not understand you, value you, or appreciate you."
"...so what?" Lizzie asked after a moment, emotion beginning to creep into her voice for the first time. "Nobody likes me. I'm weird. I'm creepy. I know it. I don't need them."
"Everyone needs validation, Lizzy." Technor replied. "You've been fighting for it for more than a decade now."
Lizzie looked down at the floor in contemplation.
"You've made excellent progress so far. With your permission, I'd like to try something a bit unconventional."
"Well, it can't be any more tedious than fighting Stanley for the past ten years."
"Well… it's not fighting."
Technor silently commented /*I hope*/ in his patient's file.
The door to the room opened as a portly man in a laurel wreath and striped prison jumpsuit walked in.
"Stanley?!"
"I thought it would be a good idea to try some group therapy today."
The two supervillains clenched their fists as they stared each other down. Thankfully, the moment passed without further violence, and Stanley took a seat in the room as far away from Lizzy as physically possible.
"Stanley, Lizzy's told me that you two have been at each other's throats for the past decade. What are your thoughts on the matter?"
"Ever since I was young I've always wanted to force a captive audience to behold the majesty of volcanoes. Magma Industries finally gave me a chance to do that!"
"And the hoplite bots?"
"A means to an end! Cheap, efficient labor to take care of the hazardous parts of the factory, and my cavalry to square off against my hated enemy!"
"Not surprised." Lizzy said in a voice empty of everything but irritation. "The great emperor can't have any subjects of his own, so he resorts to soulless automata."
"My automata are efficient and self-reproducing! Your ants require a queen!"
"See how far those Von Neumann bots get you when the world's buried under them."
"Hah! As if I'd be that stupid! Everyone knows they can only reproduce a set number of times!"
Technor sighed before interrupting. "Stanley, what is it that you have accomplished in these last ten years of constant feuding?"
"I've forged a path to rebuild Rome itself!" Stanley shouted. "I built a city!"
"Have you ever achieved a victory over your rival? In all your years of stalemate, what has your continued rivalry actually done for you? Do you have any sense of fulfillment?"
Stanley didn't have any response to that.
"It looks to me like the two of you are caught in a rut. You've been perpetuating this rivalry for years, and you're unwilling to give it up since that would make the past decade a waste of time."
"I am not the one who started this! She is the one who assaulted my company and forced me to retaliate in kind!"
"Could you not have simply relied on law enforcement the way any other businessman would?"
"No worthy Emperor ever failed to lead his own armies!"
"So this is about being considered worthy."
Lizzy looked at Stanley, saying nothing.
"I think it might be a good idea to give you two some perspective. Wile E, if you would?"
Wile E Coyote, Certified Genius, stepped through the door with all the poise and gravitas the situation required.
"It pains me deeply," he began, "To see two brilliant young minds throwing their lifetimes away in pursuit of rivalry. As a genius myself beset by many, many years of needless conflict, I would hope my story would provide something of a cautionary tale."
"Until recently, Mr. Coyote has spent more than sixty years pursuing his nemesis for no reason other than his refusal to give up." Technor explained.
"Well, I wouldn't say no reas-"
"Sixty years?!?!" Stanley yelled, as Lizzy grimaced.
"Sixty six years, two months, and twelve days." Technor clarified.
"Ah, yes. I will admit I was somewhat misguided-"
"And you never caught him the entire time?" Lizzy added, incredulous.
"We were… evenly matched," Coyote lied, possibly to himself.
"This is what you can expect from a monomaniacal focus on rivals," Technor continued. "A nemesis should be a recurring threat, a challenge to your plans, not your raison d'etre. Your nemesis should help you grow in skill and as a person. An evil person."
He gestured to Wile E. "Otherwise, you'll end up like this poor, pitiful animal."
"Excuse me-!"
"Oh yes of course Wile E, I appreciate your time. You may go."
Lizzy shuddered in horror as the gangly toon exited the room muttering to himself. "This is not where I saw myself ten years down the line."
"I will admit this rivalry has been a… distraction from my more impressive creations."
"Look." Lizzy said, speaking as if every word pained her physically. "Do you want to try and just… give this up? Go separate ways."
Stanley looked equally repulsed by the concept, but Technor could notice him turning the idea over in his head. "As much as it pains me to admit it… that… may be for the best."
Technor clapped his hands together, rising upwards on his hover chaise. "I think we've made excellent progress today. Stanley, I believe it's time we began scheduling regular sessions. If you would be so kind as to speak with my receptionist?"
Stanley nodded, rising awkwardly and walking out of the room. Once the door swung shut, Lizzy sighed.
"I suppose I'll be heading back to the cell block now."
"Not quite, Lizzy."
"What?"
"I'm satisfied with your progress. Effective today, I am granting you parole."
Making one last note on his datapad, Technor tucked it below his tiny arm and began to hover away. "I do hope you'll be interested in our work-release program. After everything we've discussed today, I think you're ready to begin contributing to evil society again. You just need to keep moving forward."
Technor rolled his nonexistent shoulders. "Now, if you will please excuse me," He said, flipping his ego module back on, "I, TECHNOR, THE MECHANICAL MAN, must destroy the next energy-inefficient vehicle I see. Untold Power will be mine!!!" He yelled before smashing through his wall.
"You could stand to save money on plaster." Lizzy deadpanned.
"Half our budget goes to wall repair." The receptionist agreed, poking his head through the wall morosely.
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Bug Queen Lizzy has joined you as a hero unit! She seems eager to turn to a new chapter of her life and will only have a minor loyalty malus as the result of you foiling her plans!
Animal Uplink Armor is now available for research!
Insect Control is now available for research!
Stanley joined in on her group therapy session and agreed to end their rivalry! He seemed amicable to joining therapy sessions with Technor and made some progress on working through his issues as well!
Technor is delighted that he got to perform his primary function in such a successful way!
