[There's a crackling over the communicator. There's snippets of a voice coming through now and then, but for now, that appears to be it. Whoever is operating it clearly doesn't have a clue on how to do it
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Monster, Noun, meaning any animal or human grotesquely deviating from the normal shape, behavior, or character.
Of course,that same description can describe several inhabitants of the city. However, lets just simplify it and apply it to the creatures that will try and kill you.
So wait, wait, wait, wait... Wait. The people here who are actual residents as in capable of owning houses and paying taxes and driving cars and having babies and possessing pets and going out to get the Sunday paper in their bathrobe and curlers in can actually also be monsters and I might never ever ever know if they are in fact monsters up until the point where they hunt me down, stab me int he face and use my skin for a wallet?
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I died and when to hell, didn't I?! I died again and took a wrong turn and ended up in the bowels of hell that's actually another planet with flesh eating butterflies and horrible horrible monsters in human face disguises!
... But what if I get hit in the face? Or run over? Or break my legs? Or lose an eye? Or fall off a cliff? Or blow up? Or get caught between an eighteen wheeler and a tree? Or get in a horrible sledding accident? Or eaten by an enraged shark out for revenge? Or if Timmy's in the well?
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And why do the butterflies have a craving for my flesh?
They're breaking the delicate rules of nature and it's going to get them punched in the proboscis.
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Define 'monsters'.
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Monster, Noun, meaning any animal or human grotesquely deviating from the normal shape, behavior, or character.
Of course,that same description can describe several inhabitants of the city. However, lets just simplify it and apply it to the creatures that will try and kill you.
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So wait, wait, wait, wait... Wait. The people here who are actual residents as in capable of owning houses and paying taxes and driving cars and having babies and possessing pets and going out to get the Sunday paper in their bathrobe and curlers in can actually also be monsters and I might never ever ever know if they are in fact monsters up until the point where they hunt me down, stab me int he face and use my skin for a wallet?
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I died and when to hell, didn't I?! I died again and took a wrong turn and ended up in the bowels of hell that's actually another planet with flesh eating butterflies and horrible horrible monsters in human face disguises!
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... You're very excitable. Aren't you.
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It's my energy that gives me the get up and go to do what's right in the name of ACROSS and unification!
I'm always wastefully energetic!
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Alright! Mission one! Procure a place to stay that is not infested by flesh nibbling hellbugs!
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Which building here is close to a food supply and is either filled with small children or the elderly and decrepit?
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Okay, fine, I'll go out and hunt something.
... But what if I get hit in the face? Or run over? Or break my legs? Or lose an eye? Or fall off a cliff? Or blow up? Or get caught between an eighteen wheeler and a tree? Or get in a horrible sledding accident? Or eaten by an enraged shark out for revenge? Or if Timmy's in the well?
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I'm sure none of that will happen here, but, in case it does, then come to the hospital.
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Unless you're hurt please stay away. We're a little crowded at the moment.
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