Sometimes, there were weird things that happened on this island that were just weird or stupid or annoying, and, other times, there were weird things that happened on this island from which one could learn something
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Jeff was paralyzed. Jeff could not move. Jeff's fingers had started cramping up for no apparent reason. He was trying not to mutter things under his breath, but his entire system was geared for full-on panic.
"Je~eff." Once Turtle realized that Jeff wasn't moving ,there was...a little bit of worry, but most of it was just desperation. She started nuzzling her head in against his neck, lips against it as she quietly asked, "Are you up?"
"No," Jeff wibbled. Bibbled. Babbled. "Nothing is up here. Absolutely nothing at all. We are out of up, the storage unit is empty. An up-monster took all the up in the building. No."
"But you're talking," Turtle said. "If you weren't up, and you were talking in your sleep, there'd be more 'breasts' in those sentences."
She pushed again him a little more, in a way that might remind him that, hey, look, she had breasts. Kind of. It probably wasn't a very effective gesture, so she was thinking about just telling him to refresh his memory.
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He didn't move.
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He still wasn't moving, but sort of seized up.
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She pushed again him a little more, in a way that might remind him that, hey, look, she had breasts. Kind of. It probably wasn't a very effective gesture, so she was thinking about just telling him to refresh his memory.
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