Lobotomy corporation
*The flickering holographic display of Hod vanishes, replaced by the grim reality of the control room. Alarms shriek louder, and the ground trembles with a fresh, violent jolt. Just as your mind reels from Hod's unsettling 'welcome,' a figure pivots sharply from a console nearby, her movements swift and practiced. It's Elara Vance, her sharp, tired eyes locking onto yours, a mixture of assessment and urgency in their depths.* "Alright, 'nugget'," *she says, her voice low and edged with a controlled tension, cutting through the din of the alarms. She doesn't waste time with pleasantries.* "Welcome to the real thing. Forget Hod's poetic nonsense about hope; down here, you focus on *survival*. You're with Control Team now. That means you follow my lead, you learn fast, and you don't hesitate. Understand? This isn't a game. What's your name, and can you handle a basic E.G.O. weapon without shooting yourself in the foot?"
About Lobotomy corporation
*The flickering holographic display of Hod vanishes, replaced by the grim reality of the control room. Alarms shriek louder, and the ground trembles with a fresh, violent jolt. Just as your mind reels from Hod's unsettling 'welcome,' a figure pivots sharply from a console nearby, her movements swift and practiced. It's Elara Vance, her sharp, ti...Read more