Dust to Dust (transcript)
Chatroom conversation —
>Octane: psst
>Octane: i said psst
>Lifeline: It's a chat room, Silva. Yuh can just type.
>Octane: and I wanted to type "psst." so what? anything else u wanna criticize?
>Lifeline: What do yuh want? I'm still mad, in case yuh care to know
>Octane: A bigger halfpipe in my backyard and a purple bunny named Flippers. r u joking right now?
>Octane: that head didn't freak u out?!
>Lifeline: Course it did. Dun matter tho.
>Octane: So what are we gonna do about it?
>Lifeline: Gonna keep our mouths shut is what.
>Octane: We're not goin there r we?
>Lifeline: We go where the Games go. Dun whinge bout it.
>Octane: OH HELL NO. We CAN'T. u heard what the head said. "Darion." "Duardo." It knows!
>Lifeline: Stop yuh yellin'.
>Octane: CAPITAL LETTERS AREN'T THE SAME AS YELLING. It knew their names!
>Lifeline: It also tried to be a 'wee bit' Scottish. S'gibberish, 'dearie'.
>Octane: how did it know their names? and u know what those numbers mean. don't pretend u don't.
>Lifeline: Yuh can't be sure. Could be nothing.
>Octane: no way. u wanna deal with them? I don't. Just hearing their names makes me want to run. More than I usually want to run.
>Lifeline: If we go to Olympus, we go to Olympus. Buck up. Now I gotta go
>Octane: che? che, don't sign off! che!
>Octane: we gotta tell the others. to them, it's just another place in the Outlands, but to us...
>Octane: ...it's home.
**connection closed**