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dehacked: rewrite E2, E3.
E2 is my rewrite based on discussions with @shinobody, and E3 is @shinobody's with some edits by me. More revisions hopefully to follow soon.
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@ -430,30 +430,30 @@ E1TEXT = Free at last from that dreadful outpost!\n\
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E2TEXT = The massive brutes collapse onto the\n\
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ground, falling apart bit by bit.\n\
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The starport is yours.\n\n\
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But where is the ship? In the launch bay\n\
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you find only one enormous teleporter.\n\
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But no ship: the launch bay sits empty,\n\
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leaving only a massive teleporter pad.\n\
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Limited inorganics. Fixed destination.\n\n\
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You've never heard of this "Horizon."\n\n\
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Probably another AGM outpost, which means\n\
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you should be able to find a ship on the\n\
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other side. Which means you've got a plan -\n\
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not a good plan, but as good as it gets.\n\n\
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Judging from that name, it's probably\n\
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AGM's ship hub in this star cluster.\n\
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Bastards owe you for what they've done,\n\
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so what's a little interstellar hijacking\n\
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but some D.I.Y. law enforcement?\n\n\
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You board the platform and fade away.\n\
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Next stop: Horizon.
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E3TEXT = The abomination explodes into oblivion.\n\
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You, however, remain grounded on Horizon -\n\
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a world even worse than the one that had\n\
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you rotting away in a cage for years.\n\n\
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Which means you're still trapped.\n\n\
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Deep beneath the monster's lair is another\n\
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interplanetary teleporter, this time set\n\
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for a place unhelpfully described only as\n\
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"Double Impact." There's nothing in any AGM\n\
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archives you've found under this name, but\n\
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teleporters can only go so far - you've got\n\
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to find a functioning ship somewhere!\n\n\
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You drop your gear and get on the pad,\n\
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reintegrating on yet another new world...
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What the hell even was that?\n\n\
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As the shadow sets over this red rock,\n\
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you realize that you're now trapped here.\n\
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At least you've got more space in this\n\
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wasteland than your old cell.\n\n\
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You kick the corpse in anger, and it feels\n\
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good. You kick it again, and a remote falls\n\
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out. You press the button, and hear a click\n\
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revealing a teleport pad nearby. You look\n\
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at the gizmo - it says "To Double Impact."\n\n\
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Wherever or whatever that is, you pray\n\
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to any listening deity that there's\n\
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a working ship on the other side.
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E4TEXT = After yet another army of monsters\n\
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you manage to find a functioning ship.\n\
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Looks like freedom is yours.\n\n\
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