063.

[a_failed_god]

Oh, but you do scream so well. I try to avoid concerning myself with the visceral details of my work - the pulpy feeling of organs, the scent of blood is satisfying, but ought not to be distracting - yet with you.

As always, you are quite perfect. Rending you apart, I can almost forget myself. The table fades. The walls turn grey

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[zacked]

... but you didn't answer the really important question, Professor.

[a_failed_god]

Oh?

[zacked]

Did you open your present yet?!

[a_failed_god]

Of course not.

[zacked]

Why not?!?!

[a_failed_god]

The shape is presently reminiscent of the Companion Cube. It is... pleasing.

[zacked]

...

Don't you dare touch it inappropriately.

[a_failed_god]

... What would you deem inappropriate?

[zacked]

... anything that would make a normal person cry.

He has to think hard about this.

[a_failed_god]

Cite an example of a normal person.

Zack was disturbed he couldn't think of anyone at first. :x

[zacked]

....

....

... there has to be someone...

... how about Claire?

Purg is full of crackpots. We so know this. <3

[a_failed_god]

Whether or not she would cry would depend on the whether the contact was agreed to beforehand.

This is true! <3

[zacked]

...

The present was innocent! It would never agree!

That's why we all get along so well. ;D

[a_failed_god]

Schrödinger's Cat, Zack. Are you familiar with it?

I was wondering how that worked. :D

[zacked]

... no?

Also, the glitter sticks us together.

[a_failed_god]

A theoretical experiment, though the details are irrelevant; I'm applying only the primary elements of the test.

When one does not know what's in the box, one cannot say it is or isn't innocent. You might tell me it is, but that may also be a fabrication.

Until I open the box, there is no knowing.