Wednesday, 26 June 2013

White Weather



It’s snowing! IT’S SNOWING! Here! Now! Big fat fluffy flakes piling up a meter high. The schools are closed. It’s beautiful.

Yes, I’m suddenly six years old. No, I don’t care.

I’m going to grab Black and head outdoors. Guy could use some exercise.


EDIT:  While snowballs, marshmallows in milo and a roaring fire are not to be sneezed at, you probably want some actual news.

Roy! Your leg is complete and being shipped your way as we speak. Instructions for assembly are included, as are the controllers and their batteries as well as a charging cord. It may take a little getting used to.

As for what occured after the solstice, there was a lot of faffing around while I told the police I ran over a deer and wrote to my parents for money to pay back the rental company for their car as well as the cost of the tow. Then I went and got food, Singstar, and incredibly drunk, since I'd missed Matariki and thought I might as well catch up. Two words:

Azoth.

Fireworks.

While there’s something slightly sad about a celebration with only two people, I woke up with a massive hangover and Black was somehow on the roof so something approaching fun must have happened. Rose’s advice about cold water was both painful and invaluable.

Before the party, but after I’d gotten home, I did a quick check to make sure everything was as I’d left it. It was, save for the rats. I found five little rodentine corpses in the vapor and injection cages dead from bites, and a further four had completely disappeared unaccounted for. Interestingly, two of those four had not been part of the experiment at all; they were two of the three least bitey ones I’d picked out to be Black’s pets on Spyre’s advice. Clearly, some miniature drama must have played out while I was gone. I’m not sure what this means for the experiment, but I’ve cleaned the cages up and returned things to as they were.

Something odd that I’ve noticed about Rinforzando. Azoth is viscous and tends to hold together when tugged on.  I was withdrawing mass for the experiment when the similarity to nylon and other manmade textiles struck me. Not that I was going to act on this little bit of whimsy as azoth clothing strikes me as a singularly bad idea. However, the triangular area I was pulling up on split, forming thin strands between the main mass and the tongs. That’s not something that’s happened before, and the implications disturb me.

Since there are accounts of making azoth into physical weapons, I’m going to test methods of doing so. Also, you may have noticed Last’s plan to kill the Rake over here. I’m planning on making each participant a medal. There’s not much else I can do from here, but they'd deserve it.

Otherwise, things here have been quiet lately. Always a worry when that happens.

90 comments:

  1. Lucky. It's a good hundred degrees over here!

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    1. Enjoy my look of horror before I readjust my brain out of Celsius mode.

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  2. I want some snow...... D:

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    1. I'd post you some but it doesn't travel well.

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  3. I'm so jealous. I love extreme weather.

    Just my luck to live in a country with a notoriously temperate climate, eh?

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    1. (But on the other hand, I don't live there any more.)

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    2. Yeah, thanks for that. Going abroad is my favourite thing /sarcasm

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    3. Oh god, you're here too? Fuck.

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    4. I'm suprised you didn't notice; I was pretty much right behind you the entire time. Well, apart from customs.

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    5. WHAT THE FUCK???????

      INCOGNITO, VIKADY AND MENDELLA ARE COMING TO MEET ME. WE WON'T RECOGNISE YOU, AND WE WILL ASSUME YOU ARE A THREAT!!!! WHICH YOU KIND OF ARE!!!! AND I WON'T GET ANY SAY IN WHAT THEY DO TO YOU!!!!!

      GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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    6. Rant over, I still mean it pHIL.

      You are still a proxy. You still actively serve the Slender Man.

      Do not follow me, do not approach me, do not speak to me, or I will assume you're going to try and kill me. The only communication I will allow is on here. I never want to see you ever again.

      I hate to be a bitch, but this is the safest thing for both of us. Leave France right now.

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    7. No can do. Someone has to keep an eye on you, and it's either one of mine or one of the late Delta's. One of these groups are unlikely to try to kill you, or worse. And I wouldn't ask any of mine to take that risk, what with Incognito and Vikady. Never even heard of Mendella unless you're referring to the composer.
      As for the entire issue of being a proxy, I'm in plainclothes. I don't intend to approach or attack unless you're likely to kill another proxy. Again. Minimizing risk.

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    8. Let Delta's groups come after me then, please. That's a plea.

      A) they deserve a shot at revenge, and will probably come regardless, and that puts you in danger. Go and look after your group please, more lives than me, so more important. Go look after them and keep their necks safe.

      B) we can probably handle them.

      Mendella is a Judgment, he serves the Eye, he fights like Incognito. He serves a dealer of justice, retribution, punishment. And you serve a dealer of eating children, slaughtering families and making people go insane and rapey. And can I stress the justice and punishment bit? No mercy involved. Punishment.

      I don't like you following me around at all. You'll only walk into more trouble, trying to save my ass has only ever gotten you into trouble. And if I mistake you for a deadly proxy, there will be a fight, irreparable damage will likely be done.

      Please just leave. Don't make this any more difficult.

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    9. Whatever gave you the idea that I'd try to save your arse? My job is to keep tabs on you. Haw long do you reckon you'd last without people like me watching you, anyway? Because the reason for people like me is to make sure slendy's plans are seen through to the bitter end. That means taking a note if another proxy takes you out with a rifle. As for Incognito, Vikady, Mendella, they're human. So forgive me if I doubt they'd deter delta's boys from shooting you. And then it'd be trouble for me, because I wouldn't be able to say who killed you.
      Besides, if Mendella is a judgement, let him come. The one thing I hold onto is that I will accept judgement.

      Besides, if I back down now it'd be a sign of weakness. Given the troubles here I doubt I'd last any longer than Omega.

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    10. They'd be able to say who killed me. Or your all knowing master would. Stop keeping tabs on me. Not weakness. Respect. Leave. I don't like being followed. It's pressure, pressure I don't need, I don't care if you don't mean any harm because you are doing harm, just indirectly. So go.

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    11. Who's they? The bloke who killed you? Because I'd credit them with less idiocy than that. The 'all knowing master'? Doesn't talk much.
      And if you're relying on my respect for you to convince me to let you leave, you really don't quite understand certain key points about me.

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    12. So it's not about minimising risk? Glad we cleared that up. Don't piss on my feet and tell me it's raining. And don't be facetious. That's my job. You know that ultimately, your master is the one who needs that information and he gets it. As for me, why bother. One little girl. I don't really matter.

      I am going to keep on insisting that you leave, because I don't want to have to take action. Neither you nor I want to die. So don't put us at unnecessary odds. It will only end in blood and tears. Avoidable blood and tears. I don't think I could be any clearer. I don't understand what you want from me.

      You don't need to keep tabs on me. There are plenty of proxies who to that. If I die? You'd probably hear about it from Incognito and everyone moves on with life.

      I wasn't talking about your respect for me, that would require assuming you had any, which I don't know and don't care.

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    13. Minimizing risk? the reason it's me and not someone else. The fact that it helps you is just gravy.
      You go right ahead and keep insisting. However, you probably realise I'm a somewhat stubborn fucker. So I'll go right ahead and continue doing my job.
      Putting us at unnecessary odds? You're going to be at odds with someone. People you're at odds with tend to get horribly murdered. I'd rather die than live with myself having sent someone who trusted me to their deaths, or otherwise led to unnecessary death. I guess I have a martyr complex.
      Neither of us want to die? I'm not going too try to kill you. I will continue to do my fucking job. And if you catch me? I guess I'll die. But I doubt that'll happen, because I think you'll hesitate, and then I'll be halfway to Calais. I'm egotistical like that.
      And if you die? It'll be a hell of a lot easier to deal with if we know who killed you. I'm uniquely gifted at tracking people on the path. Another reason for it to be me.
      And what respect were you talking about? For who or what?

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    14. Respect for yourself. Why bother chasing after a murderer?

      And I'll continue making it fucking difficult for you to do your job by keeping you typing.

      I'd probably hesitate, yes, but don't use that logic 24/7 when I don't have a history of hesitating before I kill. Seems a bit of a gamble in other situations.

      Exactly, people I'm at odds with get horribly murdered. Typically by me. Or smacked around by Kelevra. Or raped and brutalised by David Banks. Am I making sense when I say I don't want any of these things to happen to you? I don't get a say in what any of them do to you.

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    15. Why bother chasing after a murderer? Because it's my fucking job. Because you used to be a good person, and because it isn't my place to decide whether or not you survive, so the logical thing to do is that which gives the highest likelihood of you surviving.
      As for the gambling? That's what I do. That's what everyone does, gambling on if they'll survive the next minute, hour, year. Everything is a gamble, and so what if I'm gambling with my life? I'm one of 7 billion, it don't particularly matter.
      And there's a risk of getting tortured, raped, murdered, all of the above. Would it be better if I delegated that risk, pray tell? If I sent someone else, someone who wanted to hang on to their lives for as long as possible, to take that risk instead? I'm flattered that you don't want these things to happen to me. But if I avoided them by being elsewhere? That just means it'll happen to someone else. Martyr complex.

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    16. Or you could just not send anyone, and no one has to get fucked over? The logical thing to do is leave.

      I wouldn't have said I used to be a good person, maybe compared to now I was. But as you said, there was a sad inevitability about it. So why bother? You have a choice where I didn't. So make one - go, or I will assume you are here to attack me.

      For the millionth time - get lost! I don't need another stalker. I have Slendy for that.

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    17. Whatever made you think I had a choice? That there was even the option of dropping it, of letting you go free? Do you think I'd be involved in this shit if there were options like that? I may as well ask you to stop being a runner. If you'd do that, chances are less people would die. And I wouldn't have to drag my sorry arse all the way to France.
      So, for the sixth time, nope.Assume all you like, if it makes you feel better about yourself. I don't judge. Or rather, I don't let my judgements determine my actions.

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    18. Less people would die if I stopped running? Oh please. Then Slendy and the proxies move onto the next poor sod. There are reasons I don't want to go down so easily.

      Tell you what, pHIL. I'll meet you halfway. Don't follow me, and I will be sure to keep updating my blog so you will know whether I'm alive or not. If I kill someone, I will tell. I will ask Incognito to tell you guys if I die. Any details you want, just ask for them, I will tell as long as they aren't too specific or life-threatening.

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    19. I'd really love to take that option. That wasn't even sarcasm; it's a good deal. But the sort of details needed are things you wouldn't know; if anyone else is watching you, what the children of the cold are up to, who, if anyone, kills you. There's an entire world that you don't know about, and that's what I have to keep an eye on. The fact that to do so involves keeping an eye on you is inconvenient, but there's nothing much I can do about it.

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  4. Maybe Fracture messed with your rats?

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    1. It's possible he's behind the missing ones. But the bite marks on the dead ones indicate either self inflicted injuries or injuries due to other rats. They have no other injuries as fa as I can see, but autopsies pending.

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    2. I thought cats were supposed to eat rats, not fuck them.

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    3. Cats don't eat mice/rats. They 'play' with them. <3

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    4. What's with the <3? You'll have to try harder than that to creep us out.

      My cat once ate a mouse. And it liked to eat spiders. It depends on the cat.

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    5. Awww, don't be like that. The heart is for you! ^-^

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    6. No it's not. Nononono. Nope nope nope.

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    7. Domestic cats are not actually toying with mice or rats when 'playing' with them; they were simply never taught how to land a quick kill by their mother but still have the instinct to hunt, resulting in poor attempts.

      I had a cat once, as a kid. She taught me how to kill mice.

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  5. If you're going to mess around with azoth, I suggest you get yourself a containment box. I have one from the equipment I managed to haul out of that hospital. It's one of those glass boxes with gloves sewn into so you can mess around with the shit for long periods of time without getting skin cancer or something. Keep that stuff contained, I am dead serious. The less contact you have with it the better. There's a good amount of evidence to suggest it can affect brain function so do it now before you start feeling like there isn't really a need.

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    1. It does affect brain function. Speaking from experience.

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    2. Sorry, forgot not logged in. I'm Carter.

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    3. That is an exceedingly good idea, and something I really should have thought of in the first place. Azoth work will be put on hold while I make it. I have been careful about exposure, but it never hurts to be even more careful.

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  6. Yay I can order my cane! :D Thanks again Med.

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    1. ^^ No worries. Least I could do.

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  7. A plan to harm a Timor, with Azoth, absurd is what I'd like to say about that, killing Timors is not child's play to be undertaken by any Tom, Dick and/or Sally that has a knife, or a pen in this case. As for the rats you should have kept surveillance of them as anything involving Timors is best recorded, if you need more secure testing premises then I'm sure we could come to ....an agreement.
    -Librarian Perierat

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    1. I did get surveillance of them. I covered my house in cameras several months ago, and they still work. The feed cuts out for an hour from 1am to 2am, with the rats fine beforehand and dead after.

      Heh, the weapons would be for something entirely different than a Fear. I'm well aware attacking the Slenderman with an azoth weapon would be like fighting a fire with gasoline.

      Secure testing premises? You have my ear.

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    2. Secure as in, no windows, independent air supply, no external way in without getting through 5 layers of security and an airlock. Does that sound secure enough to you?
      -Librarian Perierat

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    3. It sounds very secure indeed. It also sounds like a trap.

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    4. The most secure things usually do, to keep something out you also need to be able to keep something in. Obviously the premises are not free to use, there is a reduced fee however as most of our human trials have been decommissioned leaving empty labs, besides we do not need to trap an individual like you, you're a much more valuable data point being free range.
      -Librarian Perierat

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    5. You have no idea how much someone speaking my language makes me smile. What is the fee?

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    6. Well, the minimum is to have some control over the finding you make public, we need some of your blood for our database and lastly we need you to divulge to us your entire life story to pick up any instances of previous Timor interaction. There are however then the local commissions of the library facility you are using which will be discussed with you by a representative from said local facility.
      -Librarian Perierat.

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    7. Then I'm afraid I'll have to decline for now. ^^ That's a price I'd rather not pay at this time. I'll keep the offer in mind, though.

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    8. Was it the blood, because that's abit hypocritical if it is you're fine taking other peoples blood but when it's your own oh nonono, can't be having that. Probably for the best your proxy may have been confiscated, Library policy.

      -Librarian Perierat

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    9. No, I'm fine with the blood. You can still have that in fact, free of charge. It was the other two which were dealbreakers.

      My proxy... confiscated?

      If you've done what I think you've done, we are going to have *words*.

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    10. Oh never, we have no need to nab proxies unless they come on to our property and pose a possible threat, otherwise we generally leave them alone making a facade that we try to clean them up. Sorry if there was miss understanding I didn't phrase it properly, I wasn't in a position to worry about using completely correct english. So yeah I didn't what you thought I meant
      -Librarian Peierat

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  8. Oh my god. You have to get Black to play Singstar with you.

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    1. It's all a bit of a blur, but I think I did at some point! : D Or tried, at least.

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  9. So if Lord Guardian Garfield over there named you a Sage a while back... Hmmm... Suppose I have to troll you now or something? I guess it is my job. Well. That and throwing body parts at your windows... Uh... Distance might be too great for that. Unless I use the Path and just start... Chucking things in it and opening it up above your head. But that would take so much EFFORT. Agh... I am conflicted. What do you think?

    Actually I got a game for you once I get better at Aiming with the Path. I will take some Babies. Right? Orphanages have a LOT of those. Might want to save some from the next one I burn for this... And then I am going to stick them on the ground. Then pour some gasoline on the thing's crying head. Let sit for five minutes. Strike a match. Take my 9 Iron and bash the fucker's head until it comes off and send that flying through the path to you.

    If it hits you 2 Points. If it goes between your legs 3 Points. If it knocks you out or kills you... I Win. What do you think Sagey 2.0? Sound like fun? Or would you prefer me to come up with something better. Cause I got LOADS of ideas for fun little games we can play.

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    1. Your games don't sound particularly fun. I'll pass.

      No wait.

      Make them Proxy body parts. : ) I'd enjoy that.

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    2. Look, a cockroach swam out of the toilet. Joy. Tell me, did you survive on shit or toenail clippings?

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    3. You are SO boring. You do not get to be called Sagey 2.0 anymore. At least he was FUN.

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    4. When did people start thinking I was here to entertain? : ) Change channels, if you will.

      What's wrong with my 'bits of proxy' game?

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    5. Well it is just... You have been SO entertaining thus far. Sad when one of my favorite shows currently running turns out to be lame.

      Well first off. It would be VERY helpful to you. Like. Extremely helpful. Like. You might find the MIRACLE SOLUTION to all your problems if you go digging around in Proxy limbs. I would not want to give you freebies. Not how the greater game works. Besides I have an excess of Non-Proxy body parts around here and really need an excuse to get rid of them.

      I guess I could hand them off to Kelevra somewhere. Sure he would find a use from them. Ugh. Actually I really should not be thinking about what he would do with a bunch of Baby parts.

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    6. You expect me to ask you to do something which isn't helpful to me? Not how the greater game works. : D

      I already have several proxy organs in my freezer courtesy of Strider, but I'm never averse to more. As for the body parts you already have, I'm afraid I can't help you there.

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    7. OH. The Lady thinks she knows how the game is played. Tell me Lady Sage. How long have you been playing again? Do you understand the wheels within wheels? The subtle movements of the pieces, of which you AND I are among? Do you even know which pieces we are in relation to our players? Can you see the board on which we all stand? Can you hear the Azoth singing to you and whispering sweet whispers? Can you? Can you?

      You do not dictate how this game works. You do not make the rules. Neither do I of course. But that is the benefit of being on the OTHER side of the board. The rules are more visible to us and people like Me.

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    8. That's a load of bullshit if I ever heard bullshit, and believe me I have heard a lot of fucking bullshit. If you don't set rules on this, or create mental boundaries at least how on earth do you expect to contain it, although frankly call me crazy, but I just don't think advice coming out of a proxies mouth is really all that worth listening to. I mean, after all, is our best interest really what you're looking out for.

      The fact you have rules and we don't seems telling enough. And then you go and sprinkle in your shitty prose as a final "I WANT ATTENTION." Go crawl back into you're fucking rathole.

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    9. Hmmm. You know, I WAS ignoring you as I had no idea who you are or why I should care. You just gave me a reason to care. So thanks for that.

      Keep in mind that I do not set the rules. I follow them. Honestly though. Writing off my advice is one of the biggest mistakes you will ever make. I Lie of course, but if I always lied it would get predictable.

      There are rules. Rules you and I follow. Even if you do not know them yet, they are there. My side can merely glance at the rule book to see what they are. But you follow them nonetheless.

      ... Though the attention IS nice. Thanks for giving it to me, you are such a sweetheart.

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    10. .......

      You're going to die.....again for the....

      Hell dude how many times have you come back from the dead?

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    11. I think four at last count, but who knows how many have occured 'offscreen', so to speak.

      Finding out how things work is my job. I know the world has rules. I also know they've been broken before, and are more malleable than they appear. Loopholes and glitches abound.

      But mostly I was just throwing your words back in your face. : P

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    12. Couple Dozen times actually. Never gets any more fun. In fact, I think there might be a few permanent side effects. No matter.

      Who says those rules were broken? Who says those breakings were not within the rules? Who CAN say, rather? I can tell you who. The Ones who make them. Rules have to be created you see, which means they have a creator. Right? Or maybe I am lying. Maybe I am just screwing with you and giving useless information. Whats-her-face up there is right. Just ignore me. I am clearly ignorant of the way things work.

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    13. Rules can arise without a creator. But that starts getting into theological grounds.

      Alright. Consider yourself ignored.

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    14. HAHAHAHA. OH Right. I forgot. Some of you do not believe that They are Gods. HAHAHAH. Sorry. Sorry. My mistake. Continue going about dealing with this like a good scientist. Go on. Hehehe. Ah. See. You CAN be fun. Chickens with your heads cut off really. All of you. Hehehehe.

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    15. I'm about to prove that they aren't gods. So you can shut the fuck up with your made up rules.

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    16. I'm having a hard fucking time believing an octopus in a suit made the goddamn cosmos. Why don't you go lay yourself down on a fucking slab and sacrifice yourself, see what that gets you, you smug little prick.

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    17. I have a hard time believing a burning bush made the cosmos too.

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    18. Apparently I just killed a god.

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    19. Maybe you need some glasses then. You can use my old ones.

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    20. What do your glasses see?

      http://adangerousroadahead.blogspot.com/2013/07/no-no-no.html

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    21. My glasses see: "Sorry, the page you were looking for in this blog does not exist. "

      I don't even need my glasses to see that. Your point being?

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    22. Oh sure now I can respond. Still nothing there dude, you're delusional.

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    23. Hahahaha. I went out and got a claw mark to prove to myself I'm not in your universe.

      Or,... at least he did.

      Normally... I'm sure he'd drag this conversation on for... a hundred comments or so.... but I don't have the patients.... and hes got a fever of 104 F.

      So... I'm just gonna tell him... he 'won' this conversation... whatever the fuck that means... and move on.

      Nice thingy... with the rake I guess. Must be nice... Probably... never met the thing.

      Although it would be just as nice... if I never had to... I guess... eh?

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    24. Hi... Fracture's sick... Hes got... a nasty infect gash.

      So these... are being dictated... but not read...

      And I'm ignoring the dictations now... because they are getting... incoherent.


      So... hi?

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  10. You heard my warning, yet it was heeded not.
    Now look at what you've got.
    Listen closely, or you will all pay.
    It still involves you all, even the one who hasn't seen the light of day.
    Time's running out.

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  11. AAAH a SCIENCE MONSTER! Guess it's time for Talm to review some science equipment too!

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    1. I could use some stuff that doesn't cost $120000. : D

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    2. You can always rob a hospital.

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    3. Robbing a hospital by yourself is risky. I'm here to provide the easier alternatives. Originally this service was for proxies, but, I have no complaints if runners make use of it. That's what I get for being a DUUUUNCE when I made a public blog for it.

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  12. So I can't seem to respond to fracture for some reason. Damned blogger, y u no let me respond.

    I still see an empty page there..
    You're seeing things that aren't there.
    OR you just confirmed you aren't in my universe.

    Or you are just lying out of your own ass.

    The Rake is dead, deal ith it. Your master is next. (After I deal with the Instant I mean.)

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