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[pooka_prince]

[After a long day of avoiding drones and non-drones attempting to pet the, ah, adorable fluffy bunny, Cornelius staggers home and plops down on the couch wearily.]

[private; hackable]...I tire of this town's machinations... The whole world has gone mad. 'tis useless... My friends and allies caper about like mad fools, puppets to the town's strings

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[motheringnation]

[was just coming over to see broth....oh]

uh...

[pooka_prince]

D-Do not look!

[motheringnation]

[a little too late for that but she hastily puts up a hand to shield eyes..]

What....is that?

[It's pretty much the first question that managed to get out. Along with, why is brother naked, who would do such a thing and are they dead yet?]

[pooka_prince]

'tis a travesty. One shudders to think how Russia will react to this...

[motheringnation]

.....

It will not be good.

Do you know....who? M..made this?

[pooka_prince]

I could not even begin to hazard a guess.

[motheringnation]

N...niether could I.

[trying to block out memories and change topic!]

Uh...how have you been doing Cornelius?