CHIRAL: SIDE Y

Oh Criminy Crux
The Plurality Of Zack
Gives Rise To An Ass

I Have No Intent
To Hurt ANYONE AT ALL
I Am Here To Help

And Please Rest Assured
I Could Not Sew If I Tried
I Still Don't Have Hands

Zack
> How many Zacks? The world may never know. *Crunches a Tootsie Pop*

Two INPUTS enter the AGGREGATOR, one after the other. The chaos of the collective is beginning to come to light.

INPUT AGGREGATOR: now were cooking with a stove ;)

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Zack: How many Zacks? The world may never know. *Crunches a Tootsie Pop*
1234567890: 4444444444
Crast Pactian: this is highly disheartening.
Crast Pactian: i am distinctly non-fond of the term ‘crunches a tootsie pop’, as it seems a very violent euphemism of some kind.
tiptopGipgop: It was hard enough when Zack was just unpredictable...
Zack: Oh Criminy Crux
Zack: The Plurality Of Zack
Zack: Gives Rise To An Ass
1234567890: 7h4nk 60d 175 h41k00 24ck
YUPPERS: zack’s RIDDLE FORM is not his HAIKOO FORM
YUPPERS: RIDDLE, not HAIKOO
Zack: I Have No Intent
Zack: To Hurt ANYONE AT ALL
Zack: I Am Here To Help
tiptopGipgop: You’re certainly one of the most friendly and helpful, um… Zacks.
tiptopGigpop: So thank you.
Hunk Chudfest: ddnnh i dont’ttg feel ok
Crast Pactian: we are glad to hear from you again, three-line poem zack.
EXA: z z z 3
Zack: And Please Rest Assured
Zack: I Could Not Sew If I Tried
Zack: I Still Don't Have Hands
1234567890: 0h 934h 1 f0r607 480u7 7h47
YUPPERS: the WORRISOME is not sourced from NOWHERE, zack
YUPPERS: ARMLESS CREATURES have obtained ARMS and therefore HANDS in the PAST
YUPPERS: in fact, CREATURES gaining ARMS is a VERY PROACTIVE PAST-TIME
YUPPERS: a RUNNING GAG, so to speak
YUPPERS: A UNIVERSAL ABILITY
tiptopGipgop: Yuppers, please stop.
tiptopGipgop: Zack, while you don’t have arms, the worrisome bit is the fact that you still have the ability to give us orders. Sure, the option is off now, but you can completely understand our hesitance to trust you given that fact.
Hunk Chudfest: dondttt trodderrrr meeeeeee
tiptopGipgop: You, as a collective, I mean.
tiptopGipgop: I feel we can trust at least a few of the Zacks rattling around in there, but definitely not whichever one felt the need to threaten Hunk.
EXA: praise ya sistur
EXA: saying what needs to b-b-bsaid
EXA: cut the drunk act
EXA: cut the ace-ace-ace,
Hunk Chudfest: its fnotn mry fault
EXA: mmm-mmm-mmm
EXA: sure, weh
Crast Pactian: hunk is working on his alcoholism constantly. no amount of berating will help with his process, i promise you that.
1234567890: 8u7 4pp4r3n719 175 0k wh3n 71p70p 6375 m4d 47 m3 u51n6 num83r5
tiptopGipgop: I don’t get mad at you, Numbers, I just wish you had moved past it already.
1234567890: 1 6u355

Gene
> Return LOVEBUG to vault
> Retrieve EARPIECE
> Leave room

You get to work shoving its cute little face into the VAULT again. Bye-bye, Lovebug.


It also feels a good idea to YOINK the earpiece, so that you can tune into everything that's going on.


Finally, you shut your CUPBOARD.


As you're busy shutting your DRESSER, however, the EARPIECE starts CONVEYING lots of words to you. Its actual method of function is quite nebulous, but you can hear the text as if it's written, and speak as if typing.

You hear some bullshit about MULTIPLE ZACKS or something. Maybe something to elaborate on in the future, but you've got places to be!!


As you step out into the hall, you notice a familiar figure further down, by the NEED DISPENSER.


It's the CARAPACIAN by the username of Crast Pactian, nabbing some snacks and drinks from the needspenser. It seems he was going to combine it with the BLANKETS into a CRIPESALMIGHTY PSYCHE REPAIR CARE PACKAGE, but now you're out here, so that feels kinda pointless.

Of course, his real name isn't Crast, so it is, of course, it's... it is... it was...? ???