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| What happened? Where am I? Who is that all bloody and mangled over there? It looks like...it looks like me! | |
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| Your life has come to pass, human. | |
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| Is it my time already? But I am too young to die! I am an internet jockey for chrissake, the world needs me! Where are we going?!! | |
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| Patience, mortal. Your pathetic primate soul is now mine for the harvesting. You will now spend the rest of eternity undertaking the worst of all penalties for your kind, asking a hot girl on a date! | |
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| So... do you wanna like come over to my house, and maybe I can show you around my room? My mom wont be home until 4. | |
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| Even though I'm sure your room is interesting, I dunno, I've got a date with Satan tonight and he might be mad if I cancel. | |
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