Suddenly, an alarm sounded as the console locked up, preventing any further access. A message began to flash across the screen: ALERT! UNKNOWN DIAMOND SIGNATURE DETECTED. CONTACTING PINK DIAMOND!
"That can't be good." Muttered Yellow Pearl.
"Don't worry." Explained Peridot. "Pink Diamond isn't even around anymore, it probably won't end up doing anything other than locking up this console."
Peridot was right, as soon the first message was replaced with a different one, reading: WARNING, PINK DIAMOND UNAVAILABLE! FAILSAFE ROSE IS UNRESPONSIVE! ACTIVATING FAILSAFE HEIR!
"Failsafe Heir?" Yellow Pearl asked. "What in the stars is 'Failsafe Heir'?"
"Probably just another broken protocol." Peridot explained. "Besides, we have more important things to do, like unlocking this console."
Unbeknownst to the both of them, Failsafe Heir was not a 'broken protocol', a signal being sent from the moon base all the way to its target: Pearl.
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Pearl was at the house, folding Greg's laundry after it had been through the dryer. Greg had left recently to go see Steven all the way on the other side of the US, in Los Santos. Greg had left her with a bunch of dirty clothes to wash, and she had just finished folding the last shirt.
"Well, now that that's taken care of..." She was about to go out and relax in the greenhouse, but she was suddenly hit with a burst of energy. "Aughh... what the heck?" Pearl said, clutching herself as a wave of heat washed over her. Failsafe Heir had activated and was preparing to turn her into...
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