{Animus}

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[ there is a static hum on everyone's PCD, as the screen goes black. it starts to whisper, before ghostly voices seep through the communication lines ]


leftovers slightly stale

found them in the _corner
forgotten rejected saved from last year
do they ever go bad

we tip our bats to you
be careful with them

Comments

[somethingspecial]

This isn't funny!

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that's good

we're

[somethingspecial]

You're not making any sense!

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we make so much sense we break it
it can't contain us!

[somethingspecial]

You can't break sense.

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or we can't contain it
how else do you become senseless
^{wait until we're incensed}

[somethingspecial]

What are you going to do?

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[somethingspecial]

Are you going to hurt us?

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we can't remember
someone lost the list

[somethingspecial]

You have temps?

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and we can't read it
we're not even sure what they're paid