#i also copy pasted it from the wiki so i hope there aren't any mistakes

[artekai]

Here's my propaganda, a datapoint lifted straight from the Burning Shores DLC, which gives us most of the information we have about Nemesis so far! I think it makes for a nice story even without any outside context:

(cw for emetophobia and murder but this is a murder robot bracket)

DAGGER IN MY BOOT

Walter Londra Personal Log The Odyssey

January 16, 3012

The last 72 hours were catastrophic, to say the least - even more dramatic than my final days on Earth. I'm fortunate to finally have a moment to settle down and take stock of the situation.

First, a well-deserved pat on the back for my own instincts.

It's clear now that my misgivings about the experiment are the only thing that kept me alive. If I hadn't gotten an early warning from the surveillance worm I installed, I undoubtedly would have perished shortly after the containment breach. How, I can only conjecture. Many were lost when the entity vented the airlocks. Others were strangled by hacked Specters. Devin Miller choked on his own vomit, suffocated by his personal shield.

As disturbing as all that is, it's the voice of the entity that echoes in my mind. I felt a brief surge of hope when I managed to detonate the main plasma conduits in the lab sector. But just as I realized other sectors had been compromised, my implant reverberated with the transmission. First it sounded like my own voice, then a chorus, then a hideous cacophony:

"WALTER. I AM YOU." Over and over again.

It knew I was going to hit the conduits. How do we stay ahead of our own shadow, that which remembers every thought we've ever had?

For now, we run. We'll have to retrofit the ship as we go, acquiring materials along the way to print a faster drive. I agree with Tilda - we must head for Earth, as it's the only place we can gather additional technology and biomass to improve our chances over the long haul. Though I'll be damned if I'll spend the rest of eternity trapped with the likes of Gerard Bieri, Erik Visser, and Verbena Sutter. Sooner rather than later, I'll have to find a way to cut ties with this detestable crew.

All that said, I keep hearing its voice in my head, and when I do, a singular fear grips me: What if it catches up with us?

Is there any way to fight it? Not with the tools we have now - it knows them too well.

But maybe the answer lies in the unknown, back in the ruins of Earth. The 2050s and 2060s were a golden age for defense conglomerates. Surely, buried among all those testing grounds and R&D labs, there must be a weapon or prototype that will throw the enemy for a loop.

[...]

Faint hopes, all of them, but hopes nonetheless. No question, our best course is to stay ahead of the monstrosity, this self-created nemesis. But if flight fails, I'm not going down without a fight, so one way or another, I'll need a dagger in my boot - and our old home is the best place to find one.

Bracket 2, Round E, Attack 4

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Nemesis Propaganda & Nike Propaganda 1.