Second Dark Hole
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I must say, for the first time I've ever been part of one of these random occurences of the town deciding to be exceptionally cruel, it seems that the cruelty is coming more from the people in the town than the ones who control it. The people being of course you, whoever you are listening in on this. How many times have people said 'killing is wrong' and 'this is a clear and obvious trap' now, I'm starting to lose count. Why can't people say more cheerful things, like how nice the weather is or that half of the town isn't dead yet.
Or is half the town dead? I doubt you're keeping count, being too busy either hiding in your home or slaughtering others, claiming you did in self-defense, but really who believes you? For then record, I believe you.
Overall I give this a 4 out of 10. I expected a lot more out of a town that apparently tortures us. Really, making others do your own dirty work? Your own prisoners at that. You aren't being very gracious hosts. After I went through all the trouble of filling out that census, hoping for something more shocking. Maybe I'm just getting too old to be exceptionally horrified that people kill other people. Ground breaking news. Next time we'll learn that the color of Earth's sky is blue and that most humans have a lifespan averaged on about 70 to 80 years. Haa Haa.
Keep up in good spirits everyone, there is nothing to fear but fear itself and let me prematurely insert any empty morality filled speech here. You can fill in the blanks, right?
[Phone; Filtered to Touko Aozaki]
You said you were a seamstress once. I have a job for you and I promise upfront compensation for your efforts.
[Phone; Filtered to Charles Fei-Ong]
Good day Charles. Don't try to think how I got your number or that I know you live at 767 Bunker Street, it isn't important. What is important is that I drew you as my next target. I hope you won't be offended if I come over and kill you. Or maybe you will kill me. My omniscience isn't working as well as it should be, so nothing is really certain. Don't take it personally - your luck just didn't come out well on this particular occasion.
If you want to take it personally that's fine too.
I must say, for the first time I've ever been part of one of these random occurences of the town deciding to be exceptionally cruel, it seems that the cruelty is coming more from the people in the town than the ones who control it. The people being of course you, whoever you are listening in on this. How many times have people said 'killing is wrong' and 'this is a clear and obvious trap' now, I'm starting to lose count. Why can't people say more cheerful things, like how nice the weather is or that half of the town isn't dead yet.
Or is half the town dead? I doubt you're keeping count, being too busy either hiding in your home or slaughtering others, claiming you did in self-defense, but really who believes you? For then record, I believe you.
Overall I give this a 4 out of 10. I expected a lot more out of a town that apparently tortures us. Really, making others do your own dirty work? Your own prisoners at that. You aren't being very gracious hosts. After I went through all the trouble of filling out that census, hoping for something more shocking. Maybe I'm just getting too old to be exceptionally horrified that people kill other people. Ground breaking news. Next time we'll learn that the color of Earth's sky is blue and that most humans have a lifespan averaged on about 70 to 80 years. Haa Haa.
Keep up in good spirits everyone, there is nothing to fear but fear itself and let me prematurely insert any empty morality filled speech here. You can fill in the blanks, right?
[Phone; Filtered to Touko Aozaki]
You said you were a seamstress once. I have a job for you and I promise upfront compensation for your efforts.
[Phone; Filtered to Charles Fei-Ong]
Good day Charles. Don't try to think how I got your number or that I know you live at 767 Bunker Street, it isn't important. What is important is that I drew you as my next target. I hope you won't be offended if I come over and kill you. Or maybe you will kill me. My omniscience isn't working as well as it should be, so nothing is really certain. Don't take it personally - your luck just didn't come out well on this particular occasion.
If you want to take it personally that's fine too.
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later on...
About an hour after the short call, Scratch will use his omniscience to find Chell in town and teleport to her location. She might not recognize him on first glance, seeing as his head is now a giant cueball. A giant, very handsome, cueball for the record!]
Chell?
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Good day, Chell. May I sit down?
[And yes, while his appearance may seem different, it is unmistakably the voice of the man who stood out in a patch of grass with her.]
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I'm sure you're wondering why I look far more handsome and appealing than I did the last time we met. That is because today I was returned my original and true form. This is how I normally look, as opposed to the grotesque deformed man I was imitating previously to this moment.
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If you are wondering if everyone looks like this, then no. I appear this way due to my creation through ectobiological cloning, but you don't even know what that means do you? [That was a statement, followed by a question mark, as he would say if they were writing.] This is my true form, which I was returned quite recently.
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Go ahead. Just don't ruin my face too badly.
[If you can tell where his face begins and where it ends that is.]
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...Oh careful, you just touched my eyes!
[A lengthy pause and then-]
Just kidding. I have no eyes. Hee Hee.
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looksat the portal gun when she presents it, not quite sure what it is. Other than being a gun of some kind.]Something you were returned for your efforts I take it. [If he could sound surprised he would, because her being a killer is actually a bit strange to him. Oh well.] What does it do?
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A multi-dimensional teleport device. My, the things humans create. A shame you cannot explain adequately how you got your hands on it.
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test subject
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How honest of you. I like that. To test such a unique device is something of a bittersweet honor.
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escaped
twice
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working on it
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