RMNVERSE BATTLEDOME SURVIVOR - GAME THREAD

With his first blink of life, Warden "Renegade" Snarggle awoke. The cold clamour of the Night Phase had finally come. Pushing himself up, the Warden realized he was in the arid dessert surrounding the Facility. Had he been out all Day Phase?
Beside him, lay an empty Power Serum vial. Had it been a dream? Was Goatseemus truly escaped?
Shaken from his thoughts, Renegade saw the twisted wreckage that was the Facility. It looked quite like a jagged hibiscus flower at this point. Something else... It was clear as ever. Typically, after spending twenty-some years staring into a monitor, he could barely see across the room. Let alone this far. There was a crispness in his lungs too. The years of cigarettes and Horc-brand coffee had made breathing a labour in and of itself, yet now, it was easy!
Quickly returning to his senses, the Warden glanced himself over. Even his fur had a new shine to it. The pads on his paws were fresh. Claws brand new. Hearing impeccable!
It was as it he'd been born again!
The Warden froze. Looking around the dessert, he gulped. With sullen paws, Renegade picked up the small vial. Dear Tentacle Overlords... I've become one of those monsters I helped create.

It barely took an hour to reach the ruins of the Facility. Bodies were everywhere. True to his word, Goatseemus had left a single monitor alive, connected, it seemed, to the surveillance monitors of a spaceship. On it, the escaped inmate was playing Truffila, a two-player dragoncard game, with XXXXXXXX
Sitting back in the nearest chair, the Warden bitterly acknowledged that Goatseemus had left the only working monitor in a shady canope or twisted metal. Twisted indeed... Every Day Phase, he would boil alive in the unreal heat, only to be reborn again in the Night. 
With a small grin on his face, the Warden remembered something. As devish as the criminal mind may be, it could never account for the resourcefulness of the jailors. Tucked away, not even on the Facility design documents, sat a remote escape ship. It was five clicks out into the desert, and the access panel was in a false rock. 
Turning his attention to the monitor, where Goatseemus was innocently playing his game, the Warden snarled, "Fly little canary. Your fun-filled freedom will soon come to an end."
Again, Renegade glanced himself over. "I will find you, even if it kills me... Then, I will keep coming. There shall be Justice!"
The triumphant moment was shared with no one. After a few minutes ticked by, the Warden grew bored. And began checking his options. The controls at this console functioned minimally. It was able to cycle through cameras across whatever ship Goatseemus was on. As luck would have it, there was an outside, front-view camera. Childhood memories reared up as Renegade attempted to recognize the star clusters. It must be one of the newly explorered Sectors of Horc Space. However, painted in a red decal was 'S.S. ADDIT-4'. Tracking it from security outpost datalogs would be a cinch. The real trouble, Renegade realised while he looked at his destroyed prison, was when he actually caught Goatseemus...

Staring now, into the inky ceiling of Night Phase, "Warden" Renegade Snarggle cursed the day he signed a contract with the Evengeray Syndicate. Yet, a deal is a deal. If Goatseemus intends to continue Fight Fest III on Horc soil, Renegade would be there to crush him.

Power Serum - Wheel Legs: Your legs are now wheels that allow you to zoom around like a car! No application in this game. (Vanilla Player) 

Power Serum - Tarot Reader: You are adept at reading Tarot Cards. However, your deck currently is missing a card, so you cannot read them at the moment.