[ The feed opens in on a black, crackly haze, and there's not much to be seen beyond the wisps of smoke and black dust. Someone's definitely making a grand enterance. If you're so fortunate to be around, plumes of black and blue and gray spill out the sides of the fountain, encircling it like a fog, contrasting against the snow's pure look. Bad
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Um...hello?
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Hello? You're quite peculiar, too.
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Um...thank you? I'm Ratchet...welcome to Ink City.
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Thank you, Ratchet. You must be apart of the welcoming committee.
I take it I'm not the only one from...far off places, now am I?
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And I was just passing through. At least your entrance was a lot better than mine. I almost drowned.
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Almost? Lucky you didn't. I'm not sure what this is.
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