"No, no, you're fine, really!" "This is a stressful situation...and it's not like you CHOSE to be around me..." "If this was a regular day you'd pass by me on the street and not pay me a second thought, right?"
"It...really sucks when you're forced to be around someone you can't stand." "I'm pretty jealous of my sister..." "And...it gets hard to see anything but what you don't have."
"I dunno...I was more wondering if maybe...when we get out of this..." "I dunno. It's stupid." "No, say it!" "Well, maybe we can try and be friends. If you want." "You don't have to say yes to me because you pity me."
You try to gather the strength to tell Helen what happened. You feel like you should say it aloud. It hurts, but you don't want to hide it.
As you wander further down the halls, Helen tries to distract you with random stories from her life. You appreciate the gesture, but you're not sure you have the mental energy to give her all the attention you could be giving her right now. A lot of what she says runs together.
"Do you think this is someone's room?" "Maybe? But...is th-there anyone left doing these? I thought it was j-just us..." "Uh...hm... Oh, there's--no, wait..." "D-do we go in? Even if n-no one else is in there? Isn't that...sn...snooping?"
On May 1st, Superego officially became 6 years old! I say this every year but I'm still amazed I'm working at this thing. In fact, I made a recent Tumblr post about what tricks I use to keep myself going after all this time.
I know how much left of the story there is in terms of planned content, but I'm never sure how much of the story we have left in terms of time. Illnesses, vacations, a lack of motivation, random visits from people that throw off my week, and whatever else are always hurdles for me. If you've stuck with me this whole time, you are amazingly patient!
Whether this story ends this year, 2018, 2019, or beyond, thank you for all your support!
If you're interested in other creative endeavors of mine, did you know I'm part of a podcast? Now you do! We play tabletop RPGs!
>Helen: You know who's the only one the room could belong to... But you heard something happened to him, no? Could this be dangerous?
Could it really be him? It has to be some sort of mistake...
>I mean he's gone and all so chances are the room is super empty anyway. What's the harm in opening the door?
Perhaps you could just peek, and if it looks dangerous, get out of there!!
>Open yonder portal, entre ye olde chamber.
Seems like Cherry has the same idea.
"L-let's just...take a qu-quick look..."
"Do y-you see anything?" "No..."
The only sound is a low buzzing noise.
The noise gets louder.
-welllllllllll well well well -well -what a surprise
Hello! The mirroring site is going through some growing pains with a new account system, so Superego can't be updated on there right now. (edit: I have fixed my issues! You can comment on adventures now?! woah!)
The comic is having some changes of its own as well. I got a new drawing tablet!
>But isn't the true prison our own selves?
Wow. That's profound.
Maybe you'd write an essay on it if you weren't busy doing nothing while this guy checks every door he comes across.
"I don't understand...the room with the switch should be here..." "How can you tell?" "It was in the basement!"
"...And what happens if we never find it?" "I...um."
Of course it doesn't, but it still has the properties of the basement you had programmed.
The monitors were still down here. The room initially containing the shadows was still down here. You were able to teleport there, even!
You have to believe that there is stability amongst the chaos. You have to stay in control.
You have to keep looking.
>Grey: Could it have moved? This place has been getting more unstable after all
That's...a possibility, but you'd like to explore every option down here before you go on a wild goose chase.
"Hey! Are you listening to me?"
Even though things appear to be collapsing, the worst damage is still in the main hospital areas. Until something like, say, the individual subjects' rooms combining all into one happens, you have to assure yourself you still have a shot.
"What happens if we never find it, huh? Are we trapped here forever?"
NOTE: Photobucket seems to be going the way of Dropbox (i.e., disabling/limiting hotlinking), so I finally bit the bullet and purchased my own hosting space to end this circus once and for all. Just like last time, I won't be fixing any images on the forum threads since that'd require time and effort editing every post, but the mirror will always be clean and up-to-date.
Big props to the mirror site finally having mass page editing; I would've lost all motivation if I had to replace every single link a second time in one year.
>Sam: Is this really the time?!
"Why, exactly? Don't we have better things to do?" "The simulation is failing. It's the end for us." "Could you give me a straight answer and stop being creepy?!" "We have to stick together or ███████████████████."
"Uhhhhhhhhhhh say that again?" "██████████████████████████████" "████████████████████" "█████████████████████████████████████" "██████████████████████████" "█████████████████████████████" "Seriously, what the f--"
>Are you sure you're in control?
>Sam: Wonder if Grey is trying to get you all killed.
(NOTE 2: Since Omegaupdate doesn't have any code for text background color, I replaced Grey's cipher text with black unicode blocks. The mirror version of this update has the original highlightable text with a black background, if you want to try and decode it.)
>You... do know how to work an intercom, right? How hard could it be?
"Uh, hey, this is Sam. I'm in the basement...I think?"
"Doc says we should all head down here. He SAYS he found the switch that'll get us out of here." "I'm not sure if I believe him, but, uh..." "It couldn't hurt? I guess. I think, together, that, um, we'll be safe."
"Besides, if this place is all falling apart..." "It makes sense to stick close...?" "We might...uh...need each other...and..." "Um." "Yeah."