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- In the frozen hell, that is Britannika, Among the thousands of submarines scattered across the alabaster surface lies a containment zone, or Cirküs, accompanied by a lonesome excuse of a survivor...you...Along with you, are a band of solitary, for lack of a better term...specimen. These inhabitants are all you have to talk to...to watch...and watch. Your job, or what was your job, is to watch these freaks of nature...freaks? against what?...
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- Take care of your fellow pygmy, and document it closely, The Courier needs all the knowledge you may have, Pygmies are highly unpredictable. Try and attempt to entertain Gësicht the mannequin, a staggering 9 feet tall, mechanical taxidermy of a corpse of a brain-ridden Jaëger. Do not disappoint him. Use the radio for certain clues to help you pass the time.
Do not let the snow cry, The Cirküs wont ascertain approval.
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This games visual atmosphere is aimed to look like an old point-and-click game on disk, in the back of your closet. very extreme work guys.
NOTE: I am working alone as of now, if you'd like to contact me you can, I don't have anything to pay with or nothing so all my help is freelance unfortunately :(
