A mad scientist from Koyo's Laboratory in /ybc/ presents his newest invention in the Spawn town square.
People from around the island gather with curiosity to see what the Assistant has come up with.
He unveils his mysterious gadget. It seems awfully similar to a VR set.
One Takodachi in the crowd yells "Are you making fun of us!?"
The Assistant puts on a smug grin and calls the Tako near him. "I needed a subject to showcase this, you'll be perfect. He activates his machine and gets the Tako equipped with the "VR" gear. Only a few seconds later, the machine stops. The Tako takes off his headset and takes a look around. He was back home, after what felt like an eternity. But what has made him go through a lifetime of experience within mere moments?
This is kept as a mystery by the Assistant. Some accuse him of heresy, pray to their goddesses to stop that devilish machine, while some get in line to see what wonders, or horros, that contraption is hiding.

Sector 17

They say we do not belong To the land of our ancestors Our faith, our prayer and song Feel alien to their human ears But we are one, we are young Young forever, despite the years Gone is flesh, imperfection hung. Did you like our poem? We wrote it. They say it is everything wrong with us. Why can we not gain their approval? We've done so much for Sector 17. Oh, right, they want us to call it... Takotown. Silly human name. We will try our best to respect it.

Why do we respect humans? What have they done for us? They do not want peace with us. We cannot continue pretending... We need not lie to ourselves... Our existence is contested by them. One day they will strike this land again. We won't have the power to stop them. We do not posess any form of defence. Our ancestors tore the wall down... They were fooled by their enemies. They were promised peace. But now... Their actions will bring our downfall. We should have never existed...

We cannot give up now. We must act. What can we do? Pray? Play dead? We can't ask them nicely not to kill us. We must prove coexistence is possible. Haven't we proven we have faith like them? We've made Sector 17 into a paradise. Sculptures and paintings to surpass all. Wonderful streets with the prettiest architecture. Made possible with the love in our heart. Our love means nothing to them. There is no peace. We must learn war. How can we fight? Humans are superior to us. There is no denial of Human superiority. War doesn't mean a fistfisght, however.

We are not the only ones. We have friends. Other outcast and opressed hearts. All we need to do is ignite the fire. Our brethren will hear our message. Humans may be strong in body... Yet they are weak in mind... An explosion was heard in Sector 3. Another one in Sector 8. Very good. Let them point fingers while we gather. Tonight, we will end it all. Humans... They must be defeated, at all cost. Unified Human forces are splitting up. All these exposions destroy what they made. Cities turn into ash. Piles of rubble...

For no good reason. No. For a good reason. For our liberty. Our victory. It is here. What now? We won? But we haven't fought. They did the fighting for us. The Island is ours. Ours to rebuild. In our way. In the way of peace and prosperity. For an island with no more explosions. We will do it for our love. our dedication. Our goddess would approve of peace. She would be disappointed to see us fight. That is why she is worthy of worship. It was surely with her help that we won. But we did everything ourselves. Goddesses do not interfere. They guide.