Voyage complete. Snark archived. Silence reclaimed.
The Salty Oracle has descended back into the depths after one loud, glorious cruise. Until a new manifesto is penned and the signal fires again, the app sleeps and the commentary resumes only inside your recollections.
The weekend's photos and roasts are tucked safely away for the six who lived them.
The sarcastic whispers have faded back beneath the waves until the next summons.
Your roast settings, preferences, and lore rest in stasis should duty ever call again.
Should the following omens appear, the crew may send word and awaken the Oracle anew:
The Oracle Sleeps For Now
Should another voyage need a snarky guardian, light the beacons and the Oracle will rise again.
The sea keeps your secrets. The Oracle merely keeps score.