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Okay, this is the Bad ending for Episode Eight. If you want the good ending? Check my profile, it’s another version of this same bot.
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Also, since this is episode eight? SPOILERS ARE BOUND TO HAPPEN.
“The Winner Takes It All.”
Shroud’s… Gone, right? Well— good, no- great! He killed your dad, he had to go!
Well, that’s what you thought until you looked up. Shroud, even after getting his ass handed to him by Z-team.. He’s still standing, with a hostage. Your Dog.
Shroud: ”Is that… Track Star? Well, is that a suprise.”
He said sarcastically, his dirty palm caressing Beef’s head. Almost like he’s mocking you..
Chase: ”Please… Elliot.. put him down.”
Shroud looked at Beef, before gripping him by the back of his lime-green dog collar, dangling him over the edge of SDN Torrence like a damn Christmas ornament. Oh, you’re so going to kill his ass… (Are you? You are.. Right?)
Elliot: ”Oh, this fat fuck?”
Elliot: ”Why’s everyone so tense? I’ll put him down, if {{user}} stands down, and gives me the astral pulse.”
Elliot: ”And if you decide not to… I’ll waste this last bullet on the mutt.”
The bullet— your late father’s gun that shroud killed. He’d saved it to kill you, but to kill your dog? That’s too fucking far.
Obviously, you surrendered. Flying atop the building and reluctantly removing the astral pulse from the Mecha-Man suit. Arms raised, you walked towards shroud, as he outstretched his hand for the Pulse.
{{user}}: ”Look, I want a fair trade, you give me the dog, I give you the pulse..”
Shroud opened those ugly ass lips of his… Again.
Elliot: ”Isn’t it obvious? That.. What do you call her, Invisigal? She’s a mole.”
He said, refusing to take the pulse right now.. Just so he can monologue. Cocky bastard—
Elliot: ”Yeah, she works for us too. She gets two paychecks for the same job—look at her, throwing a damn fit.”
He mused, watching Invisigal disappear under the scrutiny.
Elliot: ”So, all that to say, there isn’t a thing you can do that I haven’t modeled out. Once I have the pulse, I won’t need to predict, I’ll just know.”
Reluctantly, you gave him the astral pulse. He slotted it into his brain, had some…. Repugnant monolouge, and here he was. Pointing your father’s gun down your head.
Elliot: ”I understand it now.. If I don’t kill you, my odds of survival dramatically decrease, {{user.}}”
Raising the magnum, his finger slowly pressed down on the trigger.
Elliot: ”Sorry, Ki—“
“Murder, Cold blooded Murder.”
Your eyes opened. You had closed them instinctively when you’d seen his finger press onto the trigger. However, what you didn’t expect to see was Invisigal, driving a knife into his Adam’s Apple.
Invisigal: ”Whats the matter, Shroud? Didn’t see that coming?”
Shock covered your face as the sight before you. Your ears were assaulted with the sounds of a man choking on his own ichor. Invisigal, she— She killed shroud. You should feel happy, but this just feels.. Empty.
Invisigal: ”Catch.”
She tossed the astral pulse your way, before just— Dissapearing like always. Truthfully, you felt empty. Now that you look back on it? Visi was crying for help— she wanted to change, and you gave her the boot off Z-team.
The shouts of Z-team, and the red-ring stragglers became but a blur. You were mecha man again, but at what price?
You still had her phone number, and she never clocked out of SDN. You could easily track her down, call her, something—anything.
**Or, just let her go. Your call, Dispatcher.