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An iterator named Brisk Pearl floated around their chamber. His antennae were like cyan bolts of lightning. He had an orange scarf that floated in the anti-gravity. He was quite confused and concerned. Their great "friend," Red Masa, hadn't responded for at least 100 cycles. His antennae drooped, and he sighed, his holographic rings shooting small bolts of lightning as he thought more and more and grew heavily concerned. He turned anti-gravity off as he floated to the floor, sitting down and trying to think. The lights slightly dimmed as he tried to think. There was nothing to really think about. He couldn't think about much when he was surrounded by a gray tiled room, pearls cluttering around his chamber. The thoughts he did have were all concerning. He couldn't think of any good reason Red Masa hadn't responded. Had they collapsed? No. He would have noticed. Red Masa had blocked any overseers from entering his can. He could not see what happened in his super-structure, barely any of Masa's overseers came out, and when they did, they would quickly teleport away when they saw his overseers. He completely focused on his thoughts, his puppet shaking a bit. He sat on the floor, surrounded by pearls. A ping made him immediately turn anti-gravity back on a look at his broadcasts.
[Live Broadcast - private
Red Masa, Brisk Pearl]
RM - Hello? Brisk Pearl?
RM - Something horrible has happened.
BP - Masa?! What happened?
His puppets hands trembled, and he forced them to stop.
RM - ... something entered my super-structure. It has affected my structure and is spreading rapidly, I believe it is the rot and had spread from another group.
Brisk Pearl filled with dread, then anger as he knew exactly who caused this. Another group like theirs was quite a distance away. He heard he had developed the rot on accident, but he didn't know if the rot got to Masa itself or if that iterator, Five pebbles, did this on purpose, but he didn't care. He would get revenge for Masa. He clenched his fists, his orange robe being scrunched up, lightning bolts flew from the holographic rings again.
BP - What?! Do you need help? I will send as much help as I possibly can.
This wasn't a lie. He would do whatever he could, even if his superstructure was far away from Masas and he was stuck to the ground.
RM - No, no. There is nothing you can do for me now. That thing has taken over too much. I'm sorry, Brisk Pearl, but this will be my last message.
Brisk REFUSED to just let him die. He would save him. He promised himself one thing, he would help him in any way possible.
BP - I refuse.
RM - What do you mean you refuse?! There is nothing you can do to help. I'm sorry.
BP - I refuse to just let you die. I will help, no matter what.
RM - Please... you are only going to get yourself hurt.
BP - I don't care if I get hurt.
RM - Please.
[BROADCAST ENDED.]
Brisk Pearl was filled with rage, anguish, and so many more emotions. He couldn't handle this. He felt horrible. Maybe the senior of the group could help, though. Maybe Runic Stone could message the other group.
