| John: Read COLONEL SASSACRE'S DAUNTING TEXT. |
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| Meanwhile, the past again. |
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| Way in the temporally oblique... |
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| John: Blast off. |
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| THIS IS MY NADIR. |
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| ==> |
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| ======> |
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| o |
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| This one's empty. Perhaps a delivery is in there. Take a juggling club. |
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| John: Clean up the juice. |
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| Dave: Be the puppet. |
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| Jack: Call a witness. |
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| ==> |
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| Dirk: What the hell is that who you are here? |
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| END INTERMISSION. |
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| And pages and pages. |
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| Gamzee: Answer troll. |
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| Uh... Wolf? |
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| Feferi: Do something awesome. |
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| I clicked on all those characters. |
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