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 [04:07:57] GG: You dead?

 [04:08:04] GG: World ended down there?

 [04:08:28] CC: —―{ I've just wanted some time to think. }—―

 [04:09:34] GG: About what? Like are there fires down there or what?

 [04:10:10] CC: —―{ It is a bit more complicated. Also, my whole planet is basically lava. }—―

 [04:10:27] GG: Planet? Oh shite. You're on this crazy train ride too?

 [04:10:33] GG: AHAHAHAHAHAH

 [04:10:52] CC: —―{ I believe I got the worst of it. }—―

 [04:11:21] GG: Really.

 [04:11:25] GG: Tell me more.

 [04:11:55] CC: —―{ For example, you have a sprite, correct? }—―

 [04:12:04] GG: Sure.

 [04:12:12] GG: Probably.

 [04:13:51] CC: —―{ From what I saw when I helped Rubi enter, it is like a guide. }—―

 [04:14:00] GG: You're saying the prearranged nonsense game prerequisites screwed you over? So you're basically the only one out of... what... twenty of us? That got singled out and wasn't given a bright flashy orb to throw useless things into?

 [04:14:44] CC: —―{ I was given a orb, but my sprite abandoned me. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:15:03] GG: Oh. So it's still alive.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:15:08] GG: And out there.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:15:11] GG: Poor you.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:15:35] CC: —―{ Do not pity me, I brought this upon myself. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:16:02] CC: —―{ I assume my choices are link to my planet somehow. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:16:14] CC: —―{ *Linked. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:16:42] GG: If that's the case, Nerdy table games are colorful as fuck.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:17:32] GG: What did you toss in?

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:18:00] GG: You know, that left you in a fit of rage because your incompetence was just too much to handle.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:18:44] CC: —―{ I tossed in one of my books, which was somehow tampered with. It ended up being a book about Ethnic Cleansing. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:20:55] CC: —―{ Then I threw in a painting of Yog-Sothoth, who apparently is omnisciencent. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:21:09] GG: What.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:21:16] GG: You some kind of geek too?

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:21:20] GG: The hell is that?

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:21:45] CC: —―{ Do you want me to show you an artist rendering of it? }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:23:06] GG: Do I look like an artist to you? Why do I care what it looks like? Just tell me what it IS

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:23:56] GG: Probably some green scalebeast with 50 heads.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:24:18] CC: —―{ It is a creature that embodies both time and space. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:25:32] CC: —―{ When I prototyped it into the sprite, it left. It just left. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:26:00] GG: Probably doesn't have time for you to dwell on the same thing for like. 3 years.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:26:30] CC: —―{ Are you saying I should move on? }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:26:39] GG: How are your parents? Wait. Which ones are your parents?

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:27:34] GG: hold on.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;">[04:27:50] -- garbageGourmandise [GG] uploads groupmemo.txt --

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:28:14] GG: You missed this. I missed this too. But there's a file link in there that's still valid for a genetic map.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:28:56] CC: —―{ I never cared much for my guardians. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:29:20] GG: Well aren't you lucky.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:30:06] CC: —―{ Although, if there was a choice to live with Kate or stay here, I would leave with Kate. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:30:42] GG: Oh. Neat. We can bond over dead parents now.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:31:30] CC: —―{ You don't have to deal with Eddy. He is dead now, along with the rest of Earth. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:32:07] GG: Eddy is one in a long line of fools.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:32:57] CC: —―{ We are all fools at one point. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:34:22] CC: —―{ Anyway, have you started to explore yet? }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:37:15] GG: No.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:37:19] GG: This place is nauseating.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:37:23] GG: It's like.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:38:16] GG: A bunch of Art Students had an Orgy while wearing nothing but neon paint and rainbow wigs.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:40:13] GG: The ground is always moving and thumping and I think I may have wanted to be in the room when they were doing those Gamma Radiations.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:40:17] GG: Or I was and this is the result.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:40:25] GG: I can't be sure anymore.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:41:47] CC: —―{ From what I can see out my window, mine is a bunch of scrap metal melded together inside a volcano, not to mention the screeches of machinery that assault my ears. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:43:31] CC: —―{ You are lucky to be able to go outside. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:43:41] GG: I haven't been outside, mate.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:44:26] CC: —―{ Oh, so you must have just looked at the scenery. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:44:34] GG: It's too bright out there.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:45:40] CC: —―{ Oh, and thank you for deciding to contact me. I've had nobody to talk to. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:46:05] GG: I'm not typically the best person to talk with. I really only chat with Fate. She really gets me. You know?

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:47:01] CC: —―{ You seem fine to me, I think we get eachother as well. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:49:21] GG: I'm a little mellower since mum passed. So it may not be permanent. We can try to keep in contact for now.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:51:19] CC: —―{ I agree, I was knocked off my high horse, so to speak. I feel more humbled than usual. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:51:50] GG: I don't think this bodes well. I mean, a game that destroys the universe and makes us feel awful.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:53:07] CC: —―{ Hopefully our situation gets better. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:53:26] GG: I don't think that's the case. Just a feeling.

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:55:35] CC: —―{ Anyway, I should start looking for anything edible left. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"> [04:55:43] CC: —―{ Cheers. }—―

<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);">[04:55:54] <span style="color:rgb(28,131,76);">GG: Cheers indeed.