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DIRK: Dude, start picking up, it's time to go.
ARQUIUSPRITE:  All due respect, what
DIRK: We're going back into the game, it's time to fight the big bad. 
ARQUIUSPRITE:  Ah shit
DIRK: Yeah, get your sweaty muscular ass into the pendant and we can go. 
ARQUIUSPRITE:  I don't know what you need me for, dude ranch
DIRK: Consensus seems to be that you being there critically important to continuity. 
ARQUIUSPRITE:  Right 
ARQUIUSPRITE:  Vri%a told me of this 
ARQUIUSPRITE:  I did not forget it
ARQUIUSPRITE:  ...
ARQUIUSPRITE:  I was not e%pecting it to be so fucking soon though 
ARQUIUSPRITE:  With as much deferrence and respect as possible, perhaps it could fucking wait?
ARQUIUSPRITE:  There are still many things I would like to do, if you allow it, sir bro
ARQUIUSPRITE:  How many Sawhoos remain
DIRK: None, dude. We're fresh out. 
ARQUIUSPRITE:  Zillywaves
DIRK: An astonishing count of jack shit. 
ARQUIUSPRITE:  Fiddlesti%s
DIRK: No avoiding it anymore, dude. 
DIRK: Your time's up. Clock's run out, countdown's more zeroes than not.
ARQUIUSPRITE:  Right 
ARQUIUSPRITE:  I will do my best to hold it together
DIRK: Thanks. 
ARQUIUSPRITE:  Was this always my fate, master bro?
DIRK: What do you mean?
ARQUIUSPRITE:  To become evil itself 
ARQUIUSPRITE:  And perish in combat against people who I wish could be my friends 
DIRK: ... I don't see another option.
ARQUIUSPRITE:  With all due respect. Fuck that
DIRK: Agreed.
ARQUIUSPRITE:  Is there anything to be done about my computerized brain 
ARQUIUSPRITE:  I am scared to-
DIRK: Not exist?
ARQUIUSPRITE:  Yes 
DIRK: I don't know, dude. 
DIRK: If it were as simple as just giving it an hour and waiting for you to pop apart, maybe. 
DIRK: I'll do what I can. 
DIRK: But no promises. 
DIRK: ... 
DIRK: What are you doing. 
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[ anyway, here's victoria lacroix ]