YOUR LAPIS LAZULI CAN'T MAKE US FEEL CHAGRINED, CHAKRA MASTER

Session Date: May 2, 2026

Remi over-vibed with the crystal and it sucked us in. We found ourselves pulled into the damaged memory crystal, our consciousnesses transported into the bodies of the scientists, standing in a room we had never seen. Mr. Bondergan sat in the middle of the room directing the experiment. Our attempts to communicate failed spectacularly, coming out as useless gibberish. Feeling our way along, we tried to add power to a huge machine without letting it overload. We managed to keep it in balance with the memory and were able to watch the full story play out.

It turned out, Mr. B was trying to destroy the Lightwell and release Catastrophe. Obviously, this iteration of the experiment failed; however, it was an early test.

We made our way upstairs to investigate another laboratory. Forgetting themselves, Zakm and Xandria were deeply embroiled in a hysterical conversation about the God of Dick-Stealing, when we were ambushed by school of motherfucking piranhas. The little bastards poured out of a rift in the corner of the truly massive room. We knocked back each swarm that spilled forth with a barrage of attacks. Zakm and his extremely yick extra arms squeezed the riff out of existence and the room felt quiet.