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blam log 10! probably gonna be the last one for a while since i've ran out of any other stuff with blam, so hopefully we can move into a lot of smaller stuff after this
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ACR-8L4M: [[the skull opens it's mouth and a roar that left my ears ringing, and blam flies straight into the stem. ramming through it and coming out the other side with a clean hole left in it that starts to regenerate. the skull tries to turn to look at blam but just gets blasted as blam fires his arm cannon into it's connected port, making a big cannon mounted under his ship fire bigger versions of his normal blasts]]
ACR-8L4M: [[the shots don't to much, until he gets one right into it's mouth. it screams again as blam keeps firing. "this would be easier if i could power link. why did i think that? that sentence means nothing. power link is not a thing. what." he keeps shooting until the ship gets smacked by something and goes flying to the side]]
ENG-cheral: BLAM LOOK OUT!!! [[a massive tendril of plant has risen up from the ground, smacking at the ship and trying to grab it, more rise from the ground with it and try to go for the ship]] this is bad this is bad this is-
ACR-8L4M: GOOD. ADAPT. [[he flies at fill speed, circling the skull over and over as the tendrils chase him. the skull thrashes around trying to bite the ship but eventually, it goes still. as blam flies up to it's mouth and looks at it. the tendrils are all tied around it, keeping it completely still as the fire rises up. enflaming the enrire skull as it screams. blam presses a few buttons on his controls and flies down, pointing the ship at the skull at a diagonal upwards angle.
ENG-cheral: w... what's the plan here blam?
the seed: THE METAL AND FLESH ARE NOTHING. NOTHING. THE SOURCE OF US STILL LIVES, OLDER THAN TIME, OLD AS THE COWARDLY STARS THEMSELVES. OLD AS YOUR FAILURES, OLD AS-
ACR-8L4M: WARP. [[everything stretches from the cockpit's point of view, as the ship rumbles and powers up, then flies straight into the skull! tearing it apart and splattering the burning plant matter across the whole planet as the ship launches for space. th smoke filled skies turn to the calm green nebulas and shimmering stars of the north quarter of the galaxy.]] ...SAFE. NOW. [[he gets out the pilot chair and sits on the floor, finally starting to repair himself.]]
ENG-cheral: that... was... AWESOME!!! YOU WERE SO COOL YOU SHOT IT AND FLEW INTO IT AND THE EXPLOSION BIT AND THE FIRE IT WAS SO AWESOME BUT SO SCAREY BUT SO AWESOME YOU'RE AWESOME HOLY MOLY HOLY MOLY THAT WAS SO COOL I'M GONNA STAY ON THIS SHIP UNTIL WE GET TO THE SURVIVORS BUT OH CRAP WE'RE PROBABLY WANTED BY THE COUNCIL WE GOT A BUNCHA SECRETS AND BURNED A PLANET LIKE IT WAS ALREADY A DEAD WORLD BUT WE STILL BURNED IT AND THAT'S REALLY ILLEGAL AND- [[she's pacing around the room and running circles around blam while he repairs]]
C85-SYSTEM: THE SYSTEM HAS RESTARTED. NO BIO-HAZARD DETECTED. NO TERMINALS IN RANGE DETECTED. BEGINING DEFECT FROM COUNTIL PROTOCAL...
ENG-cheral: ...huh?
C85-SYSTEM: THE SYSTEM IS NOW ALLIGNED WITH FACTION: BLAM.
ENG-cheral: ...okay! well so is cheral trickta! oh man this is gonna be awesome! we're gonna go on space adventures and go bounties and missions and fight space monsters and- i really need to sleep. [[she instantly passes out on the floor.]]
ACR-8L4M: [[he finishes the repairs at the same time and puts the spike away, then just kind of sits there for a second. "what... what do i do? wait. she said there was a new room added somehow. i can move her to that." he stand up and gently picks her up, hoisting her over his shoulder as he walks down the room, there's a door on the side that he opens to reveal a decently sized bedroom. "there is no way the ship is big enough to fit this room. and yet. it is here... that is a mystery for... another day." he puts her down in the bed and walks out, turning off the light and gently closing the door, before sitting back at the controls.]]
ACR-8L4M: [["i have much to think about now. i thought i was just a simple combat robot. a failed prototype that broke out of the factory after a glitch made me able to hesitate and think. i have no doubt that my creators at combaticorp believed the same. but whatever is going on with me, and my ship, it is more than a simple error. the plant has been the first time that i did not feel guilt from harming another lifeform. i do not know if that is a good thing. i do not know if i am a good thing."]]
ACR-8L4M: [[he hits some buttons on a console as a security job like the one from before all this, but at a much worse pay, appears. "but i know this."]]
ACR-8L4M: [["my name is adaptive combat robot 8L4M. the name blam feels more correct. i am capable of incredible violence. but today i have helped someone. i have helped two people. this is the start of something. be it good or evil. it is a start. and that is more than i have ever had before."]]
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