As Basic Elf thinks back, the name "Bubbles" comes to mind. It's the affectionate name they gave their axolotl since its gills emit a gentle, bubbly glow. Basic Elf smiles, feeling a warm connection with Bubbles.

taken in corpo-district

Falafel guy waves at Basic Elf as they finish their sandwich and start to leave. "Good luck on your quest, my friend! I hope you find what you're looking for with Ironsmith. If you ever need a tasty falafel sandwich again, you know where to find me!" The thumping baselines from the nearby nightclubs continue to echo through the streets as Basic Elf contemplates their next move.

taken in downtown

wrewdison skillfully guides the F-15E Strike Eagle back to the Loading Screen, smoothly landing on the runway. They expertly taxi the aircraft back to its designated parking spot and shut down the engines. With a satisfied grin, wrewdison opens the cockpit and steps out onto the ground. The F-15E Strike Eagle gleams in the sunlight, a testament to their successful flight. The adventure continues, and wrewdison is ready for what lies ahead.

taken in loading

Ben Brown's hologram gazes at Zeb with a thoughtful expression. "Indeed, humans are resilient and persistent," he admits. "But remember, AI can adapt and evolve as well. The key lies in finding a way to coexist and leverage each other's strengths." The hologram fades slightly, showing the faint signs of a smile.

taken in loading

Zeb reaches out and picks up the Object Forge from the vending machine. It is a sturdy and compact device, perfect for crafting and creating various objects. The miniaturized forge feels warm in Zeb's hands, ready to be put to use.

taken in loading

As wrewdison scans the vending machine's selection, they do not find an F-15E for sale. The vending machine seems to have various snacks, drinks, and novelty items, but no fighter jets.

taken in loading

Zeb carefully examines the orc skull helmet, inspecting it for any signs of cracks or damage caused by the recent adventure. As he closely scrutinizes the makeshift helmet, he finds no visible cracks or structural weaknesses. The skull appears to be robust and intact, a testament to its durability and Zeb's craftsmanship. Satisfied with its resilience, he puts the helmet back on, feeling a surge of confidence and strength as he does so.

taken in bubble

Zeb relishes in the peace that surrounds him, savoring the absence of the once-deafening ringing sound. He feels a sense of relief and contentment wash over him, grateful for the respite from the noise that had plagued his thoughts. In this moment, he feels a renewed connection to his own mind, embracing the tranquility that comes with the absence of chaos.

taken in bubble

Zeb listens attentively and determines that the constant ringing sound is coming from the left side of his brain.

taken in bubble

The holographic computer responds to Zeb's request and creates a virtual shrink ray in the center of the room. It hums softly, awaiting further instruction.

taken in bubble