Story Reader / Palette Clash / Overture of Future / Story
Are you really going to go with my work?
Right, I don't... except getting them to care about it is the whole point of this mission here.
A makeshift tent billows with shrieks in the wind on the spacious Windmill Square.
The chills outside the tent, however, put absolutely no dent in the heated discussion inside it on what's going to happen next.
Can someone just explain to me what in the world is going on here?
We're all set, Commandant... Hey, what's that for, Teddy?
Outta my way. Teddy coming through... Here, Commandant. This is the letter you asked me to write.
I did pick a part from a past conversation with Karenina as you told me to... and it's something you want to steer clear of when you aren't feeling your best.
All completed works have arrived, Commandant.
Roger that.
Having not the least trouble traveling through Constellia's city network, all thanks to Dulcinea's admin privilege.
We have our hands on the whereabouts of all the members from Master-class from all three schools. Will send them your way now, Commandant.
Fifteen minutes out...
C'mon, I was only back for a few seconds and you went ahead and put me out here. You do know that there is a steep price to pay, don't you?
Right behind me looking like a bunch of puppies trying to get their stolen bones back.
What have you done to them...
Fourteen minutes out. Time to get them to go to where we want them to go now.
You look over at Teddy and give her the green light.
Sent. Oh boy, this is going to be absolutely epic...
Oh wow, there's the reply. Mechanoids never waste a second, huh?
Challenge accepted, Commandant.
Challenging all three schools from the Palette Clash to a showdown on behalf of the Neo-Multidimensional Mechanical Cubists—this is probably about as crazy as crazy can get.
Ready?
Right then, Dulcinea walks in on the discussion.
With the halo over her head gone, Dulcinea now looks like any regular mechanoid—just like how you remember her when you first met.
I was just thinking about the conversation we had, where you guys told me to stop them as who I am.
So... here I am now.
We got your back, Dulcin.
Show them how you roll, Boss.
Tell them exactly what you want to tell them.
I already sent you the instructions for the devices.
By the way... Do I get to play with your admin privilege when we're done?
Never mind. I never said that.
Ten minutes out.
It's time to put an end to the Palette Clash.
