Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215224118/@comment-1734134-20170410074142

The ship is a wreck, with wires and cables hanging from the roof, and fallen plates of steel and ceremite piled against the walls. What doors aren't jammed shut led you into rooms filled with bones or scrap metal, but after several minutes of searching you're able to find an entrance to what looks like some sort of aged communications array.

Your attempts to return your corrupted form to its original state falter.