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.VES_EMER6 Well, lookie here. My sweet little AI, are you around? No? That's fine. You can't hide forever. Humm. Are these comms still functional? Holy shit, maybe it's my lucky day after all. Let's see what I can't find in here first... This is Omega. Our voyage was ultimately a success. During the trip, we had a rough encounter with a large belt of space debris, but the ship is largely unharmed. The robots are all active, and, despite some initial confusion, they seem to be building some rickety structures all on their own. For now, most of the bots are taking shelter inside the ship to protect themselves from the elements outside. Hahahaha. Haha. Hahahahaha. .MSE_ORIG1 Everyone, I need your attention. I need you all to line up single file. We're doing a head count. There should be 100 of us, but we were attacked by an unknown assailant just before we landed. They are codenamed Upsilon. I am [Alpha], and there was another one of us named Omega who went to fight Upsilon. I... haven't seen them since. Only 73 of us made it? Christ... First thing's first. We need to gather up all of the undamaged materials in that ship and start building some sort of shelter. That ship is loaded with supplies, and it's going to be our only hope out here right now. If any of you see an unidentified robot or person anywhere out here, avoid contact and immediately tell me. Get anyone else nearby to leave the area as well. .MSE_ORIG2 Okay, everyone. Same drill as day one. Let's line up and have a roll call, quick quick. 71..? We're missing two more robots? Let me count again. [AUDIO: UNINTELLIGIBLE MURMURS] There's no need to panic. Hey, don't panic! It's okay! They're most likely just taking shelter in the ship for the night. I don't blame them, what with this sandstorm blowing around. All right, c'mon, let's get inside.