Risk of Rain 2 Logbook

Risk of Rain 2 Logbook

Order: To-Go Coffee Cup, 16 ounces Tracking Number: 32****** Estimated Delivery: 05/04/2058 Shipping Method: Standard Shipping Address: Museum of Natural History, Ninten Island, Earth Shipping Details: My finest brew. Hope it doesn't spoil during transit. Remember to heat it back up to 176.23 degrees... that's when it's freshest. See you soon... Coo.

Molotov (6-Pack)

Order: Ethanol Bottle (32 oz.), 6 Pack Tracking Number: 81****** Estimated Delivery: 05/8/2058 Shipping Method: Priority Shipping Address: Teromere Manor, Privet Road, Mars Shipping Details: Let our friends inside know that we're coming over for drinks on the 16th of June. It'll be a hell of a party, they should probably hit the road before things get too out of hand.

Molten Perforator

Lab Dissection Analysis File Subject: Molten Perforator Technician: Dema "Dembones" Brown Table Spec: Heatsink UB-2 Notes: > Using UB-2 due to temperatures above safe levels. > Removing molten enamel and placing aside for substance analysis. It’s solid, yet swimming. > Upon structural investigation, found cavities and internal chambers > Reduce lab temperatures by 10 degrees > Heat generating veins present - fire is being supplied to the tooth? > Removed my lab coat, very hot > Heat generation is still occurring in the severed object > Put some more ice in my drink WOW it's hot > Timestamping for break

//--AUTO-TRANSCRIPTION FROM ROOM 5041C OF UES [Redacted] --// “Hey, nice duds! Where’d you grab those?” “Oh, this old thing? I’ve been making it, actually.” “Making it?” “Yeah, well, I found the first tooth in one of the chests. But every time we go out on patrol, we typically run into more of those aliens. Once we take care of ‘em, I try to pick myself out a souvenir. Y’know, to add to my collection.

"OK. Everything checks out. You're free to go, pal." The robot chirped in acknowledgement. It folded neatly unto itself and began rolling down the hangar's exit lane - at a very safe pace. Hiroshi pulled a switch. The ceiling rail sprung to life, with a distinct mechanical chatter. "So, what's wrong with this one?" Rico enquired with minimal interest, seemingly distracted by the novel he had buried himself in. "

N'kuhana's Opinion

"Let us begin. What is your oath? Not very long ago, health and time were in perfect synergy. Pain and love. Death and memories. The great equalizer. She would always come for us. But! Disparity now plagues our generations - and our children's. Not many pass, but so many are born. So many doomed souls, saved. Our hubris as a race continues to grow - unchecked. Unrestrained. Now there is no volume in our world for death, and she cannot visit us.

Welcome to DataScraper (v3.1.53 – beta branch) $ Scraping memory... done. $ Resolving... done. $ Combing for relevant data... done. Complete The following has been flagged as evidence for use in the trial of Titan v. Cooper, to be presided over by the Supreme Court of Titan. Some details may be expunged for the safety and confidentiality of included persons. --- "Ah... |||||, my dear, do you watch any cartoons?

Newly Hatched Zoea

Lab Dissection Analysis File Subject: Newly Hatched Zoea Technician: X. Shun Table Spec: BioSaf, spectroscopic hood enabled Notes: - Taking a moment to contain myself. - It's been quite a while since we've received a sample--INTACT sample--so I am being abundantly cautious. - Sample is in excellent condition. I am pleased with the care Jiminez took compared to her predecessor. - Sample appears to be an undocumented carcinized species. Perhaps a juvenile?

Order: Ocular HUD Tracking Number: 871***** Estimated Delivery: 09/06/2056 Shipping Method: Standard Shipping Address: Greivenkamp, 5th Houston St, Prism Tower, Earth Shipping Details: I wish you hadn't asked me for help. I was contacted by [REDACTED] and they explained... well, some things. Using their instructions, I was able to design this interface for prolonged exactness. The beauty of it all is that it will compound with any previous precision enhancing tools.

Oddly-shaped Opal

//--AUTO-TRANSCRIPTION FROM UES [Redacted] --// "...You think this planet is as bad as they say?" Liz sat in silence among her fellow soldiers. She, like the rest of her squadron, had been taken from the middle of a firefight in the galactic outback and brought before an old UES veteran. Liz was used to debriefing by now, it all blended together in her head. Something about monsters, and the missing UES Contact Light.