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[lite_comma_stix]

Well ain't this just ducky. Off Gilligan's Island and right on to some other one. Couldn't be happier.

[There is a sarcastic Southern voice coming over the NV-whoever's working it seems to not realize it's on, just pressing buttons to see if something works.]

First the place starts falling apart, then the goddamned plane just up an' vanishes.

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[ voice ]

[underachieves]

Talk to a greeter yet?

[ video ]

[lite_comma_stix]

Yeah. Ain't sure how much to trust 'em--can't we just call off the island, seein' as transmissions apparently work?

[underachieves]

They're telling the truth. Even if rescue boats were to come, we're not physically able to leave the island. The Pull holds us.

Try going near the shore. You'll start to feel it.

[lite_comma_stix]

...

...you're kiddin'.

[underachieves]

Not kidding. I tried it. Only got a little ways out into the water before I almost drowned.

[lite_comma_stix]

Great. So we're all good an' stuck here.

[underachieves]

For now. On the bright side, you don't have to pay rent for a month.

[lite_comma_stix]

...Lemme see if I got this straight.

No camping, no jungle, no little critters running around. Actual civilization.

[underachieves]

Cockroaches exist here.

But yeah. As long as it's not dark out, it's like any other city.

[lite_comma_stix]

In that case, I'm gonna have to retract all that complainin'.

[underachieves]

Cool. Welcome to Siren's Port, I guess.