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[say_thee_nay]

[And in this corner of the typically expansive center of Camp, there's a god and a space raccoon seated on a bench. It's a very nice bench--sturdy, with plenty of room--but one of them doesn't seem terribly happy about being there. Could that have something to do with the sign overhead...?

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[nocturnemission]

Uh... Sorry, but I'm not looking for any pets right now.

[raccooniverse]

Hey! That's no way to talk about my buddy Thor! Go clobber the rain-slickered buffoon, my buddy Thor!

[nocturnemission]

I don't need any clobbering! It's not like I put the sign up!

[raccooniverse]

I meant for calling Thor a pet. There's no call for that, and he's very sensitive about that kind of thing.

[nocturnemission]

Ehh, he looks like a big boy; I'm sure he'll get over it.

[raccooniverse]

You'd be surprised... Soul of a poet, this one.

[nocturnemission]

Oh, one of those types, huh? I guess that just goes to show, you can't judge by appearances.

[raccooniverse]

You said it, kid... It's a strange and wondrous universe we live in.

[nocturnemission]

It sure is...

[raccooniverse]

I'm just trying to do my part to keep it that way... Or maybe a little more strange and wondrous than it would've been, otherwise.

[nocturnemission]

Glad to hear it. The universe really doesn't need anybody else encouraging genocide!

[raccooniverse]

Those folks ought to hold a convention... It'd make it easier to ruin their day.

[nocturnemission]

As long as they don't lure in naive kids, before we get there.

[raccooniverse]

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... well, I guess. It'd make things take a lot longer.

[nocturnemission]

It was, uh, a problem I ran into. Young hero type kid let himself get convinced...

[raccooniverse]

I knew it. That there rock'n'roll you kids today are so keen on--it's the devil's music.