Fragmented joins the group

a lot of people lmao (But yeah Fragmented)

FS: Hello?

ATML: Hello. I don’t believe we have had the pleasure of talking before.

COS: ... ...BEEP! ["I sense activity here"]

TOB: ...Yet another arrival to our group...

RS: So it would seem.

ATML: Welcome to [BOWLSOFCEREAL] , newcomer.

Who are you ?

FS: I had not anticipated such a welcome. Your group is much larger than mine was.

TOB: ...Was?

ATML: We’ve had many an iterator come to talk. Not all of us are from my group.

BOS: Why are there so many people on— oh my gawd hello there!

FS: My name is Fragmented Solitude. I was once part of Adrift's neiboring block.

I have only just recently regained control of the group's main Communication Arrays, though I'm afraid it will be of little use now.

My siblings are long gone.

I am the last of my group.

ATML: I see. My condolences.

RS: …I’m sorry to hear that.

COS: ["hm... troubles..."]

BOS: ah, sorry my guy. We’re here, though!

FS: The rest were lost to... unknown circumstances.

RS: Unknown?

FS: I... can't remember. All I can recall is losing contact with the outside world. Then... one by one...

Each other.

ATML: I am sorry to hear that. I would be devastated to lose anyone from my group. It must have been lonely.

FS: I...

Managed.

TOB: I assume you have sent overseers to observe their cans?

FS: This leads me to my delima.

RS: Dilemma?

COS: ["their communications might be slightly faulty"]

FS: My absence was not due to the failure of my communications alone. I appear to have underwent a coma of sorts.

Large spaces of time seem to have passed without my recollection. And now I am suffering the byproduct of this...

I appear to have developed a physical amnesia.

PC: Ah. I would know about those. Not very fun but not terrible in my case.

COS: ["I see... what do you think you remember?"]

FS: I only can work the most basic of my functions keeping me functioning.

Everything else... is gone.

Everything but my connection to communications.

RD: if that is the case... how did you remember how to transmit messages, or even fix your communications arrays?

FS: I do not remember.

RS: Is this perhaps a problem with your memory arrays?

FS: I cannot say for sure, as I have even lost sense of the inner workings of my can, but I would assume so.

ATML: Perhaps your Memory Conflux has suffered some kind of damage. I’d like to offer to help, if I can.

RS: I as well. Within reason.

FS: I would appreciate that.

TOB: ...I can offer some replacement parts if they are damaged.

Though it won't fix what memories are missing...

COS: ["I can offer some defense while they work"]

RD: I unfortunately have no time for such services, I have things to do... but if it is urgent, I will see what I can do.

BOS: I found a stick in my can—

COS: ["quite swell"]

RD: how..?

BOS: it’s just kinda here, I dunno

FS: If this is an attempt at humor I find it apalling.

ATML: Please refrain from snide remarks against those within my local group, newcomer.

RS: Syrup is simply like this. He’s a funny little guy.

But back to the problem at hand.

FS: I... apoligize. It has been a long while... since I have spoken with someone.

But the pain is there.

IE: I have my bugs. I'm happy and haven't been lonely for a long time.

ATML: Well, I’m glad that this chat can offer you some sort of company. You must have been lonely. I apologise for your losses.

FS: Thank you. It is best not to dwell on it.

I... do not feel safe just yet.

ATML: I can only imagine that the causes of this dilemma is some kind of internal damage.

FS: If that is true, then it needs to be solved directly.

Hmm...

RS: Someone could send in a slugcat to see.

PC: Well, RS used my arrays to recover data. Could the same thing be done for you perhaps?

FS: I would like to regain control of myself before worrying about memories.

COS:["do you mind if I ask a friend of mine to bring in some guards for your Can?"]

FS: I'm not sure.

I fear this threat may already be inside my can...

I cannot say for sure. I fear my sanity has declined in my solitude.

COS: ["seeing you've said the previous details... this will need some more drastic measures"]

["we must clean the place before we can begin repairs"]

ATML: I hope we can help you, newcomer.

FS: I as well.

ATML: Given the location of your can, I’m sure we can do something to assist you. My messengers are hardy.

Yes, my prized slugcat is quite the tough one as well.

COS: ["I can go there myself to assist... weird saying this to you all I know"]

FS: A slugcat is exactly what I need right now. He would be very useful in assisting my restoration.

As I stated before, my can resides on top of a large mineral deposit, a mine running through it. They would be

perfect for navigating the tunnels down there.

Though I... cannot say the same for you...

"Smog."

Due to my creator's uncertanty of the connection between my Memory Arrays and the Quarry, (as I was an experemental model), they were built within them,

and are located somewhere at the heart of these tunnels. If they are the cause of this problem,

they will have to go underground.

RS: Seems like a bad idea already…

COS: ["give me a moment... come on come on"]

TOB: Interesting...my can is also located over the top of a quarry.

Did you produce parts for new cans when our people were still around?

FS: If I did, I cannot remember. I only know that I was built to mine and analyze raw resources.

ATML: Any possibility we can locate your can and send assistance?

FS: Of course.

COB: ["There we go! through some data shifting I was able to find Geological coordinates of an mining facility startup location"]

["it should the the exact same one"]

FS: Oh...

goody.

IS: What’re the others talking about?

BOS: I think they're talking about saving Fragmented Solitude.

IS: whozzat?

BOS: the new dude

hiiiiii new dude

I’m Seven Bowls of Syrup

FS: ...

Pleasure.

COB: ["alright, I've decided to migrate there to do a checkup so Fragmented's worries are clear..."]

FS: You don't have to...

COB: ["if there is anyone who wants to tell me something you should say it now"]

FS: ... uh...

Mgh.

COB: [beep "oop... there... perfect, alright I'm leaving now... Farewell Cereal Bowl"]

ATML: Farewell.

RS: I would be happy to send Eldritch to you. Though… you may not like him at first.

…TOB? Would the collector perhaps be better for this journey? They are… less unsettling than Eldritch.

FS: Because I am completely unaware of my can's condition, I have no recollection of what's down there.

It could be dangerous to go alone. Regardless of their condtion, the more servants you send, the better.

Though... that other one...

RD: Smog? What about them?

FS: ...

Nevermind.

ATML: My messenger travelled with your Slugcat in previous events. Perhaps they’d travel well together.

TOB: I believe so... my Collector is familiar with mines and underground areas after all.

RS: …hmm. So the three can travel together then.

ATML: Yes, they should travel together.

TOB: Yes.

RS: Alright...what is the location of FS?

FS: I will send you the information

And open the gates to the mine once they arrive.

Though it may take some effort.

BOS: why do hands look so weird

HH: I have paws...

RS: Well, Fragmented? I may as well tell you all so you aren’t scared.

Eldritch has a symbiosis with the rot.

FS: ... He... what?

I... was not aware such a thing was possible.

...

Interesting.

RS: I figure you should know. He is not dangerous to iterators. He has spent the last several cycles by my side. I am not affected.

FS: Well...

Thank you.

RS: I believe so. though they are not one of mine.

FS: ...

I must think on this.

...

FS: I have sent you each the coordinates.

Before I take my leave, I would like to ask...

RS: Hmm?

FS: I once had a servant of my own...

Though... I must admit we were closer than that.

He was a dear friend to me...

He went missing around the time of the others, during one of my lapses.

...

If you do find him down there

Or...

Whatever is left... of him...

Please...

Bring them back.

RS: …Alright.

ATML: …We will make sure to do so.

HH: We'll try.

FS: ...

I should be going.

There are fragments of my mind that I have long neglected.

RS: Alright. I wish you well.

IS: ok see you.

ATML: Farewell, Solitude. My highest regards. I wish you well.

PC: Take care Solitude.

FS: Thank you all... very much for your help.

Goodbye.