yuvlian
69 lines
4.5 KiB
JSON
69 lines
4.5 KiB
JSON
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{
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"id": "1",
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"title": "First Stop: Contact",
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"desc": "<color=#990000><b> [REFRACTION RATE: 3%] </b></color>\n\nNot long after first embarking,\nthe vehicle seems to have pulled in.\n\nAlthough this doesn’t feel familiar yet,\nthings should change after a fight or three."
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},
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{
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"id": "2",
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"title": "Station #2: Restoration",
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"desc": "<color=#990000><b> [REFRACTION RATE: 8%] </b></color>\n\nThey are things that we’ve met at one point.\nThis may be another such encounter.\nOr, they might be beings that we will meet at some point."
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},
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{
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"id": "3",
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"title": "Station #3: Sinkage",
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"desc": "<color=#990000><b> [REFRACTION RATE: 13%] </b></color>\n\nA sorrowful and gloomy cry is heard.\nAs tempting as it is to stick around and hear its cry,\nwe can’t stay for too long.\nTo reach the next station, there’s no choice but to face it."
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},
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{
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"id": "4",
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"title": "Station #4: Reunion",
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"desc": "<color=#990000><b> [REFRACTION RATE: 19%] </b></color>\n\nThose are the ones that relentlessly chased us once before.\nSeeing them confront us yet again…\nWhy, it could almost make me sick."
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},
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{
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"id": "5",
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"title": "Station #5: Insulation",
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"desc": "<color=#990000><b> [REFRACTION RATE: 23%] </b></color>\n\nRoaring thunder shakes the air.\nOccasionally, the darkness is pierced by a purple bolt of lightning.\nThe sound grows closer.\nThe lights glow brighter.\nIt becomes clear what awaits us."
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},
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{
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"id": "6",
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"title": "Station #6: Pickup",
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"desc": "<color=#990000><b> [REFRACTION RATE: 34%] </b></color>\n\nIt seems the thunderous hums still linger.\nNo, that’s incorrect.\nThe sound is similar but not quite the same.\nThe scent of rust stains and burnt meat brushed past us."
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},
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{
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"id": "7",
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"title": "Station #7: Headlessness",
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"desc": "<color=#990000><b> [REFRACTION RATE: 42%] </b></color>\n\nMany reflections and refractions were suffered.\nVertigo induces the urge to tear my head off.\nManaging to hold in the impossible impulse to vomit,\na being came into sight that made me glad\nthat my urge stopped as a mere thought."
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},
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{
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"id": "8",
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"title": "Station #8: Existence",
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"desc": "<color=#990000><b> [REFRACTION RATE: 51%] </b></color>\n\nThose corporate drones weren’t the only beasts known for regeneration.\nLooking back… there was also a being that took from what it fought.\nIt would mimic them as its own.\nA being that covered its existence in what belonged to others."
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},
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{
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"id": "9",
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"title": "Station #9: Serum",
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"desc": "<color=#990000><b> [REFRACTION RATE: 59%] </b></color>\n\nThe logo of a corporation that once cornered us can be seen.\n\nThose who would heal their scrapes the instant they were inflicted…\nThis will require some determination."
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},
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{
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"id": "10",
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"title": "Station #10: Forked Tongue",
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"desc": "<color=#990000><b> [REFRACTION RATE: 71%] </b></color>\n\nThe slithering tongue is split into two.\nUnsure of which direction to point,\nit nervously extends and retracts.\nBoth we and it are in peril.\nOne wrong choice could mean being reflected off this plane."
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},
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{
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"id": "11",
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"title": "Station #11: Energization",
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"desc": "<color=#990000><b> [REFRACTION RATE: 84%] </b></color>\n\nThose are beings that we saw several stations ago.\nWhy they are together in one place\nis a complete mystery.\nPerhaps they were cast into the same location when they were refracted.\nOr, they might have joined together as naturally as water conducts electricity."
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},
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{
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"id": "12",
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"title": "Station #12: Purity",
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"desc": "<color=#990000><b> [REFRACTION RATE: 92%] </b></color>\n\nIt stood there, taking the form it believed to be purest.\nOne Sinner exclaimed that this couldn’t be possible,\nbut in a world as warped and twisted as this,\nsuch a statement wouldn’t travel far.\nThe only exchange allowed was that of blows—dealt with weapons and arms."
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},
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{
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"id": "13",
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"title": "Last Stop: Non-self",
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"desc": "<color=#990000><b> [REFRACTION RATE: 99%] </b></color>\n\nThis is the limit.\nEven a short rest feels like it might eject us back to whence we came.\nA single moment’s carelessness can bring all our effort to naught.\nIf we make it through this, we will be able to reach the terminus.\nLet’s empty our minds and proceed—as if nothing were ever there."
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}
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]
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