~WELCOME EMPLOYEE ID 31345 - MEGASPELL - LAST LOGIN: 1WEEK, 3 DAYS, 14 HOURS, 15 MINS, 2 SECS ~
EVERYTHING HURTS!!
Deep breaths… Dear Diary,
Everything really hurts. I regret not going in to the Executive Offices with backup. I got through the first floor. No security, just an inactive Ms. Helpful bot. Coolman might get it back up and working. Not to replace me, but to help me… or to sell… both would be fine by me.
It was the second floor that I had more of an issue clearing. It was on a complete security lockdown. There was a security station on Floor Three, but I didn’t make it there. A turret open fired when I got to Floor Two, severing my front right leg. I barely made it out with my life. Coolman quickly flew me to Mareilly Hills to rest in the megaspell crater.
The radiation was enough to reattach the leg. Oddly, it was not able to heal the damage I got from Starry when I first met Action and Co. I rested there for a few days and had to reschedule with Slurry. Though I got a chance to get chummy with the ghoulified former A-Listers of Applewood. The Leader’s name is Xinkra, she is a zebra… I didn’t even know zebras were A-listers during the war. She was not too willing to talk about the war. Though she says I’m welcomed back anytime.
Imagine me, the unknown, silly filly, highschool dropout, former janitor from Manehatten is now given an open invite to hang out with some of the most well known ponies of the Wartime Equestrian Entertainment Industry. True their names mean little in the modern wasteland… especially with the ghoul prejudice of most places, but as a ghoul myself I find it super cool. Guess nearly losing my life was one of the best things to happen to me socially.
As to the Executive Offices, I’m having Action look into Matrix Disruption weapons to tackle Floor Two. Alternatively I could try to track down Red Alert’s ID badge as he was head of security. Might make me less of a target… as long as the Friend/Foe indicator in the turrets and bots are functioning properly.
I just need to get to the security station, from there I can end the Lockdown… Maybe I’ll be a bother to Chris or Coolman and ask them to help, but now I kinda want to prove myself and clear it on my own…
Your Recovering Friend,
Megaspell
Owner/Mascot/Custodian/PR Pony of Nuclear Horseman Studios
P.S. Even though I’m physically healed, the mental trauma is still there. I’m still gonna rest up for a few days. Maybe prepare for my meeting with Slurry.
P.P.S. Also might get some healing potions or radioactive material to be more fortified when I take the Executive Offices on again.
P.P.P.S. Action has gotten me real combat armor to replace the prop armor I had.
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