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>>2102
>Dicks

>>2111
That would fall under Lies

>>2117
Lies it is.

>>2102
>[]Lies

Gotta love all the dicks

Lies. Dicks. Tongues.

Flesh. Deception.

Silhouettes surround you. They turn into one shape before lunging at you without meaning- without meaning?

Pain. Torment. What is the shape of this one shape, this torment?

>The white and blue sigil. The "F".
>A room filled with mindless wailing drones in human form. They are forcing everyone who refuse to speak to do the same as they are doing.
>A paper of regulations and oppression. Utterly ineligible yet completely illogical and immoral.

R.I.P quest

>>2192
>A paper of regulations and oppression. Utterly ineligible yet completely illogical and immoral

>>2192
>A room filled with mindless wailing drones in human form. They are forcing everyone who refuse to speak to do the same as they are doing.

>>2192
>A room filled with mindless wailing drones in human form. They are forcing everyone who refuse to speak to do the same as they are doing.
Wonder when we'll get clarification on how the dicks play into things.

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she got chicken legs

>>2192
>The white and blue sigil. The "F".

>>2192
>>A room filled with mindless wailing drones in human form. They are forcing everyone who refuse to speak to do the same as they are doing.

Noise. Turmoil. They always ask for peace yet they destroy what ever little peace they have with their mindlessness.

They speak, not for communicating but for the sake of opening their mouths without reason.

The walls of the room give away to light and darkness. They distorts before flame and ice. They are gutted by steel and lighting. Finally, they their hands on themselves before truth and lies. Removed

Four small orbs approach you, each shortly transforming into gigantic objects barely fitting in a room.

Which one approaches you the closest?

>A burning machine of alien construction and innumerable functions, yet possessing absolute efficiency.
>The pale celestial sinusoid, bearing runes composed of strokes.
>A raging emerald river, its currents tearing through everything before it.
>The abyssal deep filled with dancing entities, vanishing and appearing haphazardly.

>>2812
>>A burning machine of alien construction and innumerable functions, yet possessing absolute efficiency.

>>2812
>>A raging emerald river, its currents tearing through everything before it.

>>2812
>The abyssal deep filled with dancing entities, vanishing and appearing haphazardly.

>>2812
>>A raging emerald river, its currents tearing through everything before it.
Pls no RIP Quest

>>2812
>>A raging emerald river, its currents tearing through everything before it.
I guess