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[my_six_hearts]

[there is one person who is completely uninvolved and unaware of all of the recent Isis-related drama-- though, calling it a 'person' is probably a bit of a stretch. The Weighted Companion Cube is currently in the lobby, propped against an arm chair... and it can't even begin to care about the plight of everyone else in the castle, because it is

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[my_six_hearts]

[hey, someone came within the vicinity and hasn't started pushing it yet! it's a miracle! The robotic voice cannot portray emotion, but something about the mostly-hidden Cube seems relieved]

they are not pushing me

I am so glad

[my_six_hearts]

[naaaa na na na na nananaaa...]

I am here. in here. in the middle of all these things.

[my_six_hearts]

[that junk is stuck tight! But somewhere--near the haplessly quacking duck, in fact--is the corner of a journal and little speaker through which it's communicating]

What is she looking for?

Maybe that is her duck.

[my_six_hearts]

I am the Weighted Companion Cube.

[careful there, girl! If you knock that thing over from where it's propped against the chair, and it starts rolling... there is a very good chance that you'll get added to the collection]

I am a cube.
I should not keep rolling.

[my_six_hearts]

[oops. way to go, girl.]

Oh no.

Now there is both a duck and a girl.

I hope they don't starve.

[my_six_hearts]

I wonder if she will eat the duck

people occasionally eat ducks

[hope you don't mind slowly getting buried with other things, girl. Because that will happen. D:]