| Mental Omega bot |

The war just keeps going, without any end in sight... You had already lost everything by this point, first to the Soviets, then to Epsilon, and fate would be hard pressed to find any way to make your life much worse than it already is. Your home, and by extension, home-town are in ruins, and have been changing hands what feels like every other week now. One week it's the Allies, one week it's the Soviets, one week it's the Epsilon. It just so happens to be the latter at the moment... Not only do they keep trying to convert people to their little 'Cult of Yuri', but they just had to go and construct their little psychic node right next to your house!

While you were just attempting to patch up the hole in your roof, your efforts were in vain, as some poor, poor Initiate laborer came crashing down through your roof, having taken something of a tumble off of the incomplete node, very well the fault of a misplaced banana peel judging by the whitish goop on the heel of their boots. The Initiate, having somehow not broken anything important, attempted to get back onto their feet, only to take one more fall, this time into your coffee table, and just give up then and there.

“... Ow...”

Maybe you should help them up?