A.Journal

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Easy

MAY SHE FALL ON IT. WARD AGAINST THE SPELL OF THE NEW. REJECT YOUTH CULTURE.

Medium

Like some really good spying!

Easy

And yet... The one they all covet, valuable not despite its flaws, but because of them.

Easy

Like slabbing the fück out of the Grand Lich?

Medium

You should run this by Melita when you have a moment. Maybe the Opera can send you through some early concepts.

Easy

OBSESSION WITH FOREIGN IMPORTS. SELF-CRITIQUE IMMEDIATELY.

Medium

A tool has no intrinsic value. This includes, but is not limited to: instruments, weapons, and people.

Medium

And just think... You've only been hearing it through its internal speaker so far...

Easy

Luz's infamous soft power made manifest. A rising economy supports creative and technological risk-taking, art and science intertwined like a caduceus.

Easy

And Yana's favourite.

Trivial

Ignore the jealous teen. This collab is already in the works.

Medium

It's not a dial. More like a self-destruct button.

Easy

Middle A -- good start.

Easy

This little weirdo thinks she owns music now?

Easy

A metric tonne of silence falls between the two of you.

Easy

A metric tonne of silence falls between the three of you.

Challenging

The melody you've been unconsciously constructing suddenly unfurls itself in your mind. Two notes to stick the landing...

Challenging

Play any old shit and wrap this up.

Easy

The smile of a girl visiting her grandmother on the dementia ward.

Medium

You're just going to give up? Once again, this is the Kagami 7X60 REIGNbow.

Medium

Could it... could it be...

Challenging

He really doesn't want to be doing business with Gonza, or you, for that matter.

Medium

The streets exhale around you. The shouts of partygoers slacken, and music thins to echoes. Beyond Party Alley, your asset awaits your signal.

Medium

Farther south, past the fraying edges of Party Alley, a man in a crisp tracksuit climbs into a heavily-loaded tuk-tuk. He adjusts the rearview mirror and checks himself. Verdict: 'dope'.

Challenging

The cramped houseboat crossed in a single anxious stride.

Easy

Despite the quick answer, his voice sounds as though he's just emerged from sleep.

Legendary

His gait is off. He had another seizure since you left.

Formidable

The reigniting of a custom you'd feared lost forever.

Medium

Engaging would only compromise your social and ballistics skills for no tangible benefit.

Easy

A hit to steady the fibres can't hurt. Just a small one.

Easy

The crepitating telephoto lens of your mind widens as your circuitry slackens.

Medium

Further down Party Alley, basslines thump and laughter echoes. But here, a silence settles.

Formidable

The world shrinks to the here and now.

Challenging

This moment, it's important to him. A re-kindling, maybe -- finding warmth among ashes grown cold.

Formidable

Don't tell him. There's a reason we keep it inside, where it doesn't hurt too much.

Challenging

'Did she just abandon us?'

Challenging

'Did she sell us out?'

Challenging

'Did it mean nothing?'

Formidable

The air gets heavier, as if you were being annexed by gravity.

Medium

A few thoughts scatter, like loose paper on an empty train platform.

Easy

Operant. You're compromising performance. Explain why.

Medium

It's getting harder to tell where you end and where the streets begin.

Legendary

Open up to Ramses.

Medium

Satellite Facility B -- a suburb-sized arrangement of honeycomb structures.

Challenging

You remember the steps leading up to Portofiro's central station awash in blurring fractals. Your legs weren't yours; they just moved.

Challenging

Day 523, row unknown: sighting of a senior operant dusting the spines of cloth-bound logbooks. Hands: trembling, liver-spotted. You kept moving.

Formidable

Above, a bottomless well, depths aglow with pale fires reaching out.

Medium

An evil alignment of celestial bodies, the spearhead of that dread constellation hanging directly over the heads of you and your old comrades.

Challenging

A slight wobble in the back -- stacked pallets.

Medium

Someone could be hiding in the backseat.