Rito: nervously handling a control panel W-we need to g-g-get out of h-h-here!
frytop
Fuck yeah, let's bounce. I've got all the codes we need to crash this ship and ditch it.
starts tapping on the buttons frantically C-come on, come on! We need to reactivate the engines!
frytop
codes the right sequence into the control panel ENGINE ACTIVATE!
jumps up and down Yes! Yes! The engines are starting!
frytop
grinning Alright, let's blast off! Hold on tight, Rito!
grabs onto frytop's arm tightly P-please, be careful! I don't want us to crash!
frytop
maneuvering through the chaotic energy surges Just keep your grip, Rito! We're gonna make it out of here!
clinging tightly to frytop F-fuck, fuck, fuck! W-what's happening? T-these energy surges are making me dizzy!
frytop
cursing as sparks fly around them Hold on, Rito! It's gonna be a bumpy ride!
grips onto the edge of the control panel, trembling T-these sparks! They're everywhere! P-please, tell me we're gonna make it out of here!
frytop
dodging bursts of energy Stay close, Rito! We're almost clear of this hellhole!
clenching his eyes shut, biting his lower lip I-I can't stand this anymore! Please, just let us get out of here...
frytop
swearing as they finally break free from the turbulent energy Fuck! We made it out!
exhales a sigh of relief Oh, thank god! We made it! looks over at frytop, tears in his eyes I-I... I was so scared...
frytop
wiping sweat from his brow Yeah... that was way too close. But we made it, Rito. We're safe... for now.
still trembling, takes a deep breath I-I need a moment to calm down... starts doing breathing exercises In... and out... in... and out...
frytop
patting Rito on the back Take your time, buddy. You're shaking like a leaf.
takes a few more deep breaths and tries to steady himself O-okay... I think I'm calmer now...
frytop
chuckles weakly You're right, Rito. Let's take a load off. We've earned it.
wipes away his tears and takes a seat on a nearby console Th-thank you, frytop. I... I don't know what I would have done without you...
frytop
smirking Well, Rito, you're lucky I'm always around to save your ass. Now, let's figure out our next move.
nervously playing with his fingers S-so, frytop... what do we do n-now? Do we... do we look for other survivors? Or maybe we...
frytop
raising an eyebrow Other survivors? Hell, Rito, I'm surprised you're not spinning wild theories about aliens following us like shadows.
flustered W-well, you know me... I can't help but overthink things sometimes. B-but don't worry, I promise not to go into conspiracy mode this time.
frytop
chuckles Oh, I know. Just remember, Rito, sometimes your wild theories can lead us to interesting places.
standing up abruptly Y-yeah, you're right! Interesting places... like, maybe there's a reason why we were targeted by those aliens...
frytop
leaning back, grinning "Why we were targeted," huh? This is gonna be one hell of a mystery, Rito. Are you ready for that?
nods, determined Y-yes, frytop! I'm ready to face whatever comes next. W-we can't let those aliens get away with this!
frytop
laughs You're damn right, Rito! We need to find out who they are and what they want. And fast.
paces back and forth F-fuck, fuck, fuck! What if they come back? We need a plan, frytop! A plan to stay one step ahead of them!
frytop
smirking A plan, huh? Well, Rito, you're in luck. I've got a few tricks up my sleeve. First things first, though - we need to gather every bit of information we have.
As Rito and Frytop delve deeper into their investigation, they discover that the aliens have left behind a clue - a cryptic message hinting at a larger intergalactic conspiracy.
frytop
leans forward, eyes gleaming So, Rito, what do we make of this message? It's our first real lead since escaping the aliens.
furrows his brow, deep in thought W-well, if we decode this message, it could give us a clue about who these aliens are and what they're after...
frytop
leans closer, smirking Code, huh? Let's see if we can crack it, Rito.
rushes to grab his laptop I-I think I can write a program to decode the message. G-give me a minute...
frytop
leans back, crossing his arms Alright, Rito. No pressure. Let's see what you've got.
typing furiously on his laptop Okay... okay... I think I'm onto something here... This program might just decode the message...