CHIRAL: SIDE Y

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CoOolZck
>...Test ing, te sting. One, t w o, th r ee.
Yo you kn ow, tha t is a ver y g ood quest ion.
ow ow ow ow ow my eye ow thats gonna leave a mark
>M M monster is dead.
Wha t did th ey w ant, h m m ?
sodding dimensional whiplash
>I repeeat, mo onster is dead.
To c l i p the a n g e l s wi ngs, lea ving them in this wast ing pit?
smarts like you wouldn't believe
>We el, the tu tube monst er, an yways.
I've hea rd wha t the r e s i d e n t s hav e had t to say ab ou t you, y o u know.
would think conjuring up a big ol aspirin would be easy
>Mo cha end ing still live s.
I mus t admi t, th ey left m e ver y cu ri ous.
well it would be if it weren't for the whiplash
>it h as claim ed hunk s machine, it is try ing to assimilate hunk
No ent ity wil l perf orm an a cti on without a rea ason, afte r all.
>bu ut, the re is time, att empting tal ks with mocha end
At leas t, no entities tha t sh ould exist ju st yet.
ow
>eye vanish ed, nasty dimensional wh iplash, c r i p e s avoid ed the wor st
So.
>min d interf ace with IA maule d, wi i il be wo rki ng o
Woul d yo ou ou be a d e a r and cea se assimil ating the un lu cky sap?
>n rep air
I'm int er est ed in rea ching an agree ment, poss ibly one of mutual ben efit.
Bu ut, yo u hav e to rel ease the un lucky sap fir st, cea se dig ig ing into their skull.
Th e r e s i d e n t s nee d a sign you would cea se att empts to harm or con con trol them, at least for a t i m e.
th e inc ent ive carrot is free dom f r o m here.
You do not want the stick.
>Sho oul d fin ish major repa irs b y next communication.

You are Geneviève “Gene” Mâché.

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Crast Pactian:
tiptopGipgop: You don’t sound incredibly ready.
cripesalmighty: Trust me-- we’ve got this.
cripesalmighty: Oh, man, you’re a fun bunch. I’m really gonna enjoy this. A lot more than my dumpy past 51 friends.
cripesalmighty: I mean, not that they aren’t… literally 17.6% about the same as you.
tiptopGipgop: Right.
cripesalmighty: But you’ve got all sorts of forbidden future knowledge! Truly a romp.
CoOolZck: ...Test ing, te sting. One, t w o, th r ee.
tiptopGipgop: Shit. Are you okay, Cool Zack?
tiptopGipgop: Is all this cult menagerie starting to get to you?
CoOolZck: Yo you kn ow, tha t is a ver y g ood quest ion.
CoOolZck: M M monster is dead.
EXA: yeh
EXA: mhm
EXA: did that
EXA: smak
Hunk Chudfest: mdntonster si gogne bjut now crass ntis pebvovigng all monsttery
Hunk Chudfest: casst pls stop ::(
CoOolZck: Wha t did th ey w ant, h m m ?
CoOolZck: I repeeat, mo onster is dead.
Levyyts: Good
Levyyts: Good.
Levyyts: You are working on important things
Levyyts: Still, situation far from optimal
Levyyts: Will interfere, in worst scenario
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tiptopGipgop: I could use some help, though the best thing to do right now would be to convince Yuppers to just… help out.
tiptopGipgop: He’s perfectly capable.
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YUPPERS: well CLEARLY
YUPPERS: CRAST
YUPPERS: AGREES WITH YOUR INSULT.
YUPPERS: TRULY I AM A WASTE OF CARAPACE.
tiptopGipgop: God, no, you’re not.
tiptopGipgop: This is just more important than how you feel about it.
tiptopGipgop: Things are clearly going very badly for people down on the nickel, and you have an absurd talent for need dispenser generation.
cripesalmighty: Haha, haha, haha, what?
cripesalmighty: What kind of rules IS your world living by?
Levyyts: Arbitrary ones
Levyyts: Certainly if time loop isn’t lie
Levyyts: Ones you will discover
YUPPERS: it’s SIMPLE ENOUGH
YUPPERS: and PLAIN ENOUGH
YUPPERS: and yet SIMPLE PLAIN LOGIC
Hunk Chudfest: uih
YUPPERS: is held in HIGH REGARD
YUPPERS: BY CHARLATANS.
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YUPPERS: WORTHLESS.
CoOolZck: To c l i p the a n g e l s wi ngs, lea ving them in this wast ing pit?
CoOolZck: We el, the tu tube monst er, an yways.
CoOolZck: I've hea rd wha t the r e s i d e n t s hav e had t to say ab ou t you, y o u know.
CoOolZck: Mo cha end ing still live s.
tiptopGipgop: Hard to kill a god.
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CoOolZck: I mus t admi t, th ey left m e ver y cu ri ous.
CoOolZck: it h as claim ed hunk s machine, it is try ing to assimilate hunk
Hunk Chudfest: igm’gmgg okayyn ytnbubt did don’t tthin k crast is sokay
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CoOolZck: No ent ity wil l perf orm an a cti on without a rea ason, afte r all.
CoOolZck: bu ut, the re is time, att empting tal ks with mocha end
Levyyts: Talks with a god
Levyyts: Typically productive
Levyyts: Plus deception
godzack: dont say that so loud lmao
godzack: i mean you totally bumbed out shellgo earlier and hes not sayin a peep
CoOolZck: At leas t, no entities tha t sh ould exist ju st yet.
CoOolZck: eye vanish ed, nasty dimensional wh iplash, c r i p e s avoid ed the wor st
Hunk Chudfest: WE’RR ALEL JSUT VEYR CONCFDERNE DOVER BRILINKING CRASST
CoOolZck: So.
CoOolZck: min d interf ace with IA maule d, wi i il be wo rki ng o
CoOolZck: Woul d yo ou ou be a d e a r and cea se assimil ating the un lu cky sap?
CoOolZck: n rep air
tiptopGipgop: Just as soon as you can.
tiptopGipgop: ...However time works, with us relative.
cripesalmighty: Like a glove, wehehehe.
CoOolZck: I'm int er est ed in rea ching an agree ment, poss ibly one of mutual ben efit.
CoOolZck: Bu ut, yo u hav e to rel ease the un lucky sap fir st, cea se dig ig ing into their skull.
CoOolZck: Th e r e s i d e n t s nee d a sign you would cea se att empts to harm or con con trol them, at least for a t i m e.
CoOolZck: th e inc ent ive carrot is free dom f r o m here.
CoOolZck: You do not want the stick.
CoOolZck: Sho oul d fin ish major repa irs b y next communication.
Hunk Chudfest: HRuURRRY
EXA: hey zack
EXA: any zack
EXA: can you uuu uuu
EXA: just put cras ttto
Hunk Chudfest: cmcpcmPUlsive Orders
EXA: zzz zzzz zzz zzzz
EXA: cras zzz time
: He’s no poor sap.
: I know what happens to him, and that’s the only thing I can be sure of.
: These other folks, ah…
: There comes an interminable AGONY at having no physical form.
: One of them in the pit would give me a suitable body.
: Queue, most of all.
: I see no point in trusting you, liar.
: I’m not myself.
: But I have power over my cohort.
: Can you replace the feeling of being a god again, liar? What is your carrot?
: It would be mightily interesting to splay these Carapacians across the floor.
: I’d get to do it twice, too.
: Unless you can offer escape.

Your friends are incredible. Really something to behold at. Your pals Queue and Eva just saved your life back there-- perhaps from a fate worse than death. Yet now you stand even more petrified than before.

"I-It hurts, but it's such a good kind of hurting, G-Gene... Did you know that pipes don't have nerve endings? That's not counting how long ...e-everything h-has been so p-pointless... on account of my lack of ANYTHING. Watching them. Keeping track of their score counts. Oh, it'll kill me, it'll all reset, so long as there's only one team left. And it's not like Queue can die. So why don't we make the yellow team win?" He coughs, lowers his head, and blinks furiously.

"Q-Queue," you gasp weakly, offering an out. "Wh-what the hell is happening to you? How a-are we even s-supposed to get up, i-is anyone working on that?"

Dinkalsen stammers, "Doing work u-up they're, there doing a-at. Tipsy and all the beneficiaries. Queue, p-please go normal again."

"Get closer. His legs aren't strong yet. I hate this body, but I can't do any better now. I want so badly to snap your drunk body in half, but here I am, with empty threats. EMPTY WORDS. UNTIL THAT TERMINAL LANDS, MY WORDS ARE SO, SO VERY EMPTY."

The air is freezing. Every minute you spend here, it gets worse.