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Noise

It starts as just irritation. A metaphorical crawling under your skin. Things are too noisy, too bright, there is too much happening all the time and you can't take it all in-

Then silence it, make it yours, make it you, take control and destroy what will not submit

It sounds so inviting, a freedom from the noise, but its wrong, its wrong, its wrong and the noise is getting louder, mechanical and foreboding as it sees you, it knows you are there, and it wants to make you apart of it.

Anatawa hitorijanai

For a moment, there is quiet.

You breathe.

And fall through water.

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[There are a few Big Enough pieces she probably can. Things like cars and old fridges and other such appliances.]

[As soon as she steps away from the chest]

[Pop, crafting table is in]

[What is basically a menu she can select. Its not a true inventory. But now its with her.]

[-oh! She's had a menu before. This is good for her worldview.]

Handy.

[Cars. Cars are known lootables. This little gremlin's taking that crafting menu and heading on down to the junkyard.]

[Cars are indeed known lootables and the crafting table certainly gave you tools for all sorts of looting!]

[In fact, they are stupidly easy to loot, a tool barely has to touch something before its detaching from the car.]

[Wires from the engine compartment are her top priority. Then, try to pry off metal components. Break them down to shards.]

And for shock - these had power sources, didn't they?

[The battery.]

[They do indeed have power sources. Batteries are, in fact, always a must.]

[As she decides these are materials, they all disappear into the crafting box as materials for use.]

[Might as well check out a fridge, too. These she knows less about - thinks maybe there's chillwater, the same as the machines she knows use for coolant.]

[There is no coolant in these, but there IS a compressor. Also some plastic good for sealing things, and lightbulbs. Also a little computer for the water/ice dispenser.]

Huh...strange design. But it does have a processor, of some sort.

[Tear! Out! That! Computer!

Compressor and plastic, she likes that. Thinks twice before taking lightbulbs, but.]

Could come in handy.

[Never underestimate what you can use. There is a feeling of certainty in there.]

[TAKES THAT TOO.

Only then does she actually start looking around for, you know. Non-loot.]

This is good. Wonder if anyone else has been through here?

[She is still in the junkyard slash quarry. There are more machines and there's stuff like rocks and raw ore about, though that is hard to see at the moment.]

[Hmm. Well - she'll investigate machines further, trying to find something that stands out.

More than once, she likely misjudges her footing, making frustrated sounds.]

[It takes a little digging, but she does start to find things that stick out from the rest. Most of the machines are what would be in a modern junkyard.]

[But deeper in, there will be machines that are definitely more advanced. Lasers, super appliances, a self cleaning toothpick???? Weapons and spy drones and tracking devices.]

[But those devices are covered in vines-]

[Or so they appeared, but closer inspection shows those vines have Eyes.]

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[There is a separate voice]

[Its not from the room, its from somewhere Else.]

[We both know you feel things plenty. You can pretend you have no emotions all you want, but eventually you have to face them. You can't just bury them forever. And you know if I have to dig, I will if you won't come up yourself.]

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[!!! The good old world tech! But...] I'll have to get these vines out of the way, first.

[...She jerks away with a little surprised shout when she realizes there's eyes on those vines.

And then her stance goes low when she hears the voice - but eventually, she straightens. She's heard voices from Somewhere Else before, too.]

Okay...Don't know who that is. Guess I won't wait on this.

[Crafting menu, please. She's going to try making a shock trap.]

If I remember this right...The power source. Wire. And if I expose the elements inside these lights, they should make good sparkers.

[Sounds legit enough. Have A Shock Trap! You will be able to make a reasonable amount for the supplies you're using.]

Shouldn't need to dig at all. The way I see it, there's just one thing in the way, here.

[If there's enough for it, she'll try to make three - and if not, well. She's still got immediate plans for the first one.]

[Because as soon as she's done crafting, she's going to activate a trap, wait to see a spark, and huck it at those vines.]

Let's see if those things like this.

[Three traps sound about right.]

[There is an inhuman screech from the tentacles.]

[They loosen their grip on the tech.]

[But they're also now moving for ALOY.]

Figures. Come on, let go.

[Boy, she'd love to have her normal precision. Makes it easier to go dodging close to things she's pissed off. Prime the second trap, try to lob that at the ones still at the tech, too.

And then she'll turn, scrambling for cover behind a car.]

[Its very hard to dodge when your eyes are messed with.]

[She lobs the trap, there's another inhuman shriek-]

[And there's something that grabs her ankle, digs in quick and deep, to her skin and]

[You can hear whispering all around you. With one sentiment coming through.]

You could be so much more than this.

[Its not an overwhelming sentiment, but it IS tempting.]

[She gasps when it digs in, and - hesitates.

Because she's supposed to be Sobeck. All things are possible, with Sobeck.

But since it's not overwhelming, she'll tense back up momentarily.]

Already too much to handle.

[So. Is this a bad idea? Most plans are. She didn't make a melee weapon, so she's grabbing for the next best thing, the tool she was prying parts off the car with, and attempting to jam that thing into the damn thing at her ankle.]

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[The ease in which other things have fallen apart to the tools]

[Does not apply to the Kraang.]

[Its not a weirdly good wrench, its just a wrench and she will need to wrack hard and fast and will probably bruise up her ankle to escape.]

[WHACKWHACK. WHACK.

Starting to scream at it as she bruises herself up to get loose.]

[She is able to drive the tentacle off and she is free!]

[The tentacle is coming again though, what do.]

[Let's see, we're on plan...C? D?

Drop her last trap to try and buy time.

Then, if she remembers cars -

Attempting, with her poor vision, to dig into the trunk to try and find the ancient weapon known as a tire iron.]

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