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Advertisements Issue {Fixed!}

We're aware of an issue with ads on the site getting duplicated to annoying locations and are still triaging the cause. This is probably an issue caused by Google, because we haven't changed the Guild-side advertisement code.

If necessary, install an adblocker until this issue is resolved.

@LegendBegins

To add on this as I'm talking to Legend about it: It is both an issue on mobile and desktop. If you're on desktop, uBlock Origin will remove all the ads for you. On mobile, I'm currently at a loss. I use Opera GX for my phone browser, and the ads get through their built-in ad block feature.

Ju-V

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_{Location: Dorm Rooms - AEGIS Complex, Alcatraz Island}

Issue #1: Absolutely Buzzingly Furious!

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_{Interaction(s): Poe @Roman}

Previously: N/A

A faint echo of frantic pitter-patter filled up the AEGIS dorm room.

Pacing back and forth, Quinn nearly drove a rut into the sterile-like flooring. Her eyes were wide, panic-stricken. Anxiety crawled up her tiny spine and into her very thoughts. There was only one thing she wanted right now: out of this damned room. Being locked up once more filled her with dread, even more so upon the realization that this place was the former site of Alcatraz. She could only think of how to escape, but how did one escape from the inescapable Rock?

Maybe she could crawl underneath the door threshold. No, that wouldn't work. While Quinn was small in stature, even she probably couldn't squeeze underneath through the gap. What about picking the lock? Yeah, if only she had any experience in lock-picking. It was too bad that she spent more time trying to keep herself alive rather than attending Lockpicking 101 while she was still living on the streets back in Montana.

"FUCK!" Quinn yelled, although to her newfound roommate, her angered shouting wasn't particularly what one would consider "yelling" due to her small figure. She heel-turned to Poe, and pointed a finger at her. "It was you, wasn't it? With all that labyrinth bullshit! Come on now; conjure up one of those doors so I can get the hell out of here!"

A strange request, given that the labyrinth was just as much of a prison as this facility was. One that was very much anxiety-driven and made with clouded judgement.

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What Are You Listening To?

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Word association Game!

Occasion

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Ju-V

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_{Location: Dorm Rooms - AEGIS Complex, Alcatraz Island}

Issue #8: Deep in Thought

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_{Interaction(s): Sophia @Qia}

Previously: Explosions and Elephants

As Sophia pressed play, a series of familiar opening credit sequences began to play on the television. For Nat, the familiarity or normality of such a simple thing felt oddly relieving. Despite the fact that they were now living on a former island prison and that everything had seemed to have gone to total shit the second they landed, for a few seconds, all of it was washed away with memories of home and family.

_{"What do you mean?"} Natsumi asked. Typically, when things seemed off, she often ignored such signs. A sort of "don't judge a book by its cover", if you could put it that way. Of course, however, today had been incredibly different from, say. dealing with a grumpy individual or something. Nat had been pepper sprayed, and the cafeteria had a literal explosion go off. All and all, it was difficult to ignore the chaos that had taken place.

_{"Are we talking about this place?"} She further moved to clarify. _{"I've... I've tried thinking otherwise; that maybe we're just having a rough start. But with everything that has happened, as well the locked doors, armed guards and such, this place is starting to feel like it won't be much of the help they promised me back in San Francisco. Perhaps you feel similar?"}