Story Reader / Palette Clash / Travel with Lee / Story
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The paint sprayer is pointed right at Lee's face. In return, Lee is also aiming his sprayer at his opponent.
Neither of them is moving, locked in a standoff and awaiting someone to break the stalemate.
But when the awakened machine notices Mark's presence, his head display immediately reveals a classic, pixelated smile.
It seems that I've won.
My machine friend, help me subdue this mechanoid at once.
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Mark slowly raises his sprayer...
And holds it against the back of the awakened machine's head.
I'm sorry. I'm a centrist.
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You exhale, having finally gathered and tied up all the rioting mechanoids and Nozzles.
It was not easy. You have been drenched in colors ever since you intervened in their "war."
Traitor. Traitor. Traitor. Traitor...
The mechanoid in the corner is tied up and flipped upside down. Given how the restraints perfectly wrap around the mechanical body, you believe Mark was the one who did it.
Traitor. Traitor. Traitor. Traitor...
The monotonous phrase will not stop looping. Annoyed, Mark knocks on his canvas to protest.
Stop your audio loop at once.
Traitor. Traitor... He-he-he-he-he-he-he-he...
His head display shows a grinning grimace.
Having tallied up the number of mechanoids, Lee walks toward the smallest one, seemingly planning to start with him.
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Let's chat.
Why are you destroying the city's infrastructure?
This is just collateral damage.
Collateral damage...
You're talking about the 24 street lamps covered in paint, the 4 small energy reserves that went down after paint seeped in, the 2 trampled storage boxes that housed the road maintenance bot...
You've destroyed over half of the small-to-medium infrastructure on this street.
It's worth it for the future of art in Constellia.
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But Constellia has to have a future if you want one for art in this city, doesn't it?
The awakened machine goes quiet this time, but only briefly. He displays a face of confusion.
The city's... future?
At the rate this is going, five more days and all facilities on this road will stop working.
Given how fast your "war" is spreading, most of the infrastructure of Constellia will break down in a month.
I don't have to tell you what the consequences are.
But we can only start thinking about those things after we've decided on our art leader.
Art leader?
Indeed. Our art leader will guide Constellia into an even brighter future.
Hold on. Is that more important than Constellia the city itself?
Incomparable. Unable to allocate priority.
Incomparable? Isn't it obvious...
Lee.
Mark suddenly stops painting and interrupts Lee, poking his head out from behind his canvas.
I suggest you move on from this comparison.
This is something you will never be able to convince us.
