User #072 washes ashore on the Palpagos Islands after his research vessel is attacked. He is quickly befriended by a Lunaris named 'Moon'. Without any memories of who he is he must uncover the dark secrets of the Palpagos islands.
Life on the is...
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My party invitation comes with an address in the Desiccated Desert. An address to the tower in the Desiccated Desert to be specific. From what I've learned from the other bosses it's probably pajama time.
I approach the Desiccated Desert tower and loud music bellows through the air. I bang on the door and no one answers. I bang again and a large brown eyed man in an expensive fur coat and skimpy underwear slings open the door with extreme prejudice.
"Oh my gods, are those Chillet pajamas? and Chillet ears? my friieeeennndd!" He says patting my shoulders as he wraps his arms around me.
"Fucking dope bro, come hit this bong with the others and we'll lay the night to rest!" He says dancing around on one foot raising his hands in the air as he twirls.
He stops and twists his head curiously as Sam and Moon step in. Moon crosses her arms irritably as Sam's eyes light up.
"Moon, no like this, where is pizza?" She asks.
"Hold hold hold on babe, I got the best cook on it, if he burns something to ash a masterpiece rises from the ashes," he says with an exagerated bow.
Sam joins him without a thought. Probably smoking the same shit. One puff has me feeling hungry. Which ain't so bad for a pizza party. A large bird like pal enters the room with several large platters. Cheese pizza, perperoni, ham and bacon, sausage, and mushroom and spinach.
"Dude you know what, I didn't even introduce myself, I'm Morado, Bushi is Sam and Lunaris is Moon," I say laughing at my words.
"I already know who you are, that's why I wanted you here, the people attending are residents of this island, I wanted you to see the state of things," he says taking another puff.
"They are all high out of their wits, like they are trying to escape something that pains them, just like we are high," I say coughing.
Marcus leans into me so close I can feel his breath agaisnt mine. So close I can smell his aftershave. Almost close enough for me to feel the stubbles of hair on his cheek.
"Free them," he says moving away from me.
He reaches in a drawer and pulls out a small needle handing it to me.
"What is this?" I ask twirling it through my fingers.
"The drugs I sell here, they aren't a high, they are memories, enjoy yours my friend," he says with a vicious smile.
I grip the needle and shove it into my thigh before looking at him unsure. He leans back with a large grin and I inject the drug into my veins. My hands shake and I start to panic before I pass out.
"Morado, I want you to take Moon off the island," Dr. PAL says.
