GT: Eureka!!!!! GT: Youre right he sure does look to be in a thorough pickle. GT: My impulse is to message him now but youre kind of bogarting his chumhandle so i dont even know how to do that? TT: He's concentrating on some things happening on Derse at the moment. TT: Not to mention some uncannily similar things going down on Earth, which it seems you have noticed. TT: He's also talking to someone, trying to appraise the exact nature of the threat. TT: Unfortunately as a carbon based life form, his comprehension of the situation is taking shape at a somewhat slower pace than the jaw-dropping speed of post-singularity cognition. TT: So I am taking the reins and accelerating the plan on his behalf, while he's busy with the corporeal stuff as usual. GT: Ok then how do i help? TT: Deploy all the devices in the Phernalia Registry. Ideally in places that aren't stupid. TT: Do it quickly, so he can activate the entry sequence and escape. GT: I will have them deployed lickety split. GT: That flaming ocean is nothing to sneeze at. GT: It is fixing to burn his... uh. Skeletal highrise thing right the heck down. TT: Really, the fire is not the most significant threat. GT: Oh. Are more robots on the way? TT: No. TT: Do you see the red stringy stuff coming from the sky? GT: Um... TT: Are you blind? It's right there, Jake. GT: Oh! GT: You mean the super deadly red shit?