[The feed begins with a constant, rhythmic, well timed tick-tock tick-tock, and a rather amused looking Kimblee in a well illuminated room staring rather broodingly at the berry. He has built a wall scone into each of the four walls with every scone burning a wick with a rather blue flame (ethyl alcohol's flame = mostly blue). Kimblee is currently
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I like the darkness. It's... nice and comfortable.
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I'm ready, and I'm sure about it. So I shoot the dart back to your side of the grass, chum. How about you?
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You seem to be very ... put together.
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[Kimblee's expression takes on a look of menacing contemplation.] A difficult feat to be sure. Much easier once one has fallen apart.
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Of course I'm ready. Are you?
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Oh yes, I'm ready. It's almost time for the big show, and I can't wait for the opening act.
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I don't plan on dieing, and I certainly don't plan on trying to do this again. It will work this time.
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[And then he realizes, "Why am i defending myself to whoever him?"]
Besides that has little relevance to the point I was trying to make... hopefully you can find some way of making yourself useful in the near future, aside from distracting the enemy with snide remarks.
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[An outright lie, as it happens; he'll be murdering everyone he can, but that's far from the point.]
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