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PAST carcinoGeneticist [PCG] 9 HOURS AGO opened memo on board TEAM ADORABLOODTHIRSTY.
PCG: FINE THEN.
PCG: SINCE PAST ME JUST BANNED CURRENT ME FROM THE PRECEDING MEMO
PCG: AND DOESN'T APPEAR TO GIVE A SHIT ABOUT MY FUTURE WISDOM, AS USUAL
PCG: LOOKS LIKE I'LL JUST HAVE TO START ANOTHER MEMO FROM SCRATCH.
PCG: HEY PAST ME, GO HAVE A BLAST KILLING THE KING, I'M SURE IT WILL BE AWESOME.
PCG: IN FACT, IT WAS AWESOME. BANG UP JOB WITH THAT, DUDE!
PCG: TOO BAD IT WAS ALL A HUGE WASTE OF TIME.
PCG: OH, WHAT'S THAT, PASTHOLE? YOU DIDN'T READ THIS AND FIGURE THAT OUT AHEAD OF TIME?
PCG: OR MAYBE YOU JUST SKIMMED THIS AND IT DIDN'T GET THROUGH YOUR THICK BULGE???
PCG: WHAT A SHOCK!
PCG: MEMO-WITHIN-MEMO TO PRESENT SELF: PUT FORTH A MORE CONCERTED EFFORT TO IMPRESS UPON EVERYONE IN THE PAST, MYSELF INCLUDED, WHAT A BUNCH OF FUCKING IDIOTS THEY ALL ARE.
PCG: I AM LEARNING A VALUABLE LESSON TODAY!
PCG: IT TURNS OUT YOU CAN'T ALTER THE OUTCOME OF DECISIONS MADE BY MORONS, NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU YELL AT THEM.
PCG: ALL YOU CAN REALLY DO IS GIVE THEM A HARD TIME AND TRY TO MAKE THEIR LIVES JUST A LITTLE MORE MISERABLE.
PCG: WHICH SOUNDS LIKE A MORE NOBLE PURSUIT THAN CHANGING DESTINY FOR THE BETTER ANYWAY, FRANKLY.
PCG: LOSERS SHOULD BE FORCED TO FACE THE MUSIC, EVEN FOR THE MISTAKES THEY HAVEN'T MADE YET.
PCG: THEIR PUNISHMENT IS BEING ALLOWED TO MAKE THE MISTAKE IN THE FIRST PLACE. TALK ABOUT POETIC JUSTICE!
PCG: AND THEN GETTING SOUNDLY BERATED BEFORE, DURING, AND AFTER THE MISTAKES ARE BEING MADE IS JUST THE MUCUS ON THE GRUBLOAF.
PCG: THE SWEET, TANGY MUCUS.
PCG: THIS IS DUMB.
PCG: WHY DID I EVER THINK THESE MEMOS WERE GOING TO BE A GOOD IDEA.
PCG: NOBODY CARES
PCG: I MEAN
PCG: NOBODY'S EVEN TROLLING ME ANYMORE.
PCG: AND I'M LEAVING MYSELF WIDE OPEN TOO, SAYING SOME PRETTY DUMB THINGS HERE.
PCG: I GUESS MAYBE I WROTE TOO MANY.
PCG: AND FILLED TOO MANY OF THEM WITH LONG ARGUMENTS WITH MYSELF.
PCG: NO ONE'S GOING TO READ THROUGH ALL THIS, ALL THE VALUABLE INFORMATION IS JUST GETTING LOST IN THE YELLING.
PCG: YOU STUPID STUPID IDIOT.
PCG: OH FUCK YOU, WHY'D YOU EVEN START ANOTHER MEMO THEN??
PCG: I GUESS
PCG: THERE ARE A COUPLE THINGS I WANT TO GET OFF MY CHEST, OK?
PCG: OH GOD, NOW I'M ARGUING WITH CURRENT ME.
PCG: I DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE I WAS DOING IT, THIS IS REALLY FUCKED UP.
PCG: I'VE GOT TO PULL IT TOGETHER.
PCG: THINK BACK TO WHAT WE MIGHT HAVE DONE WRONG.
PCG: BUT THE THING IS
PCG: AS MUCH AS OUR PAST SELVES ARE A BUNCH OF STUBBORN UNLISTENING ASSHOLES
PCG: I CAN'T EVEN REALLY IDENTIFY ANY MISTAKES WE MADE.
PCG: IT WAS ALL PRETTY MUCH LIKE CLOCKWORK.
PCG: A 600 HOUR CAMPAIGN TO COMPLETE A GAME LIKE THIS IS PRETTY GOOD IF YOU ASK ME.
PCG: AND I HAVE ASKED ME.
PCG: IT TURNS OUT ME AGREES.
PCG: I CAN'T SHAKE THE FEELING SOMEONE ELSE MUST BE RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS.
PCG: IT DOESN'T SEEM LIKE IT WAS SOMETHING THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN IN OUR SESSION.
PCG: SOLLUX HAS THE SAME INTUITION ABOUT IT AS ME, HE THINKS THERE'S SOMETHING FII2HY ABOUT IT.
PCG: IT'S REALLY INSUFFERABLE THE WAY HER FISH PUNS HAVE RUBBED OFF ON HIM, IT KIND OF MAKES ME WANT TO VOMIT.
PCG: ANYWAY
PCG: HE SAYS HE'S WORKING ON TRACING THE ORIGIN OF THIS DISASTER.
PCG: IF I FIND OUT WHO'S RESPONSIBLE
PCG: I WILL
PCG: I DON'T EVEN WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT NOW.
PCG: WASTE OF GOOD FRESH RAGE.
PCG: I'M A LITTLE TIRED OF ALL THE OLD THINGS I'VE BEEN ANGRY ABOUT.
PCG: IT'S GOTTEN SO STALE.
PCG: IN A WEIRD WAY I'M SORT OF LOOKING FORWARD TO HAVING SOMETHING NEW TO BE PISSED OFF ABOUT.
PCG: IT'S NOT LIKE THERE'S ANYTHING ELSE TO LIVE FOR NOW ANYWAY.
PCG: SO I'M KEEPING MY PRONGS CROSSED.
PCG: IT WILL BE LIKE FUCKING 12TH PERIGEE'S EVE UP IN HERE.
PCG: LAST SWEEP'S EVE WAS PROBABLY THE LAST HAPPY MEMORY I HAVE IN FACT.
PCG: WHAT DID YOU GUYS DO FOR THE LAST HOLIDAY?
PCG: ANYONE?
PCG: I REMEMBER MY LUSUS HAD BEEN GONE FOR DAYS AND I WAS STARTING TO GET WORRIED.
PCG: BUT THEN HE FINALLY RETURNED, TRIUMPHANT.
PCG: HE BROUGHT THE FRESH BEHEMOTH LEAVING INTO OUR HIVE, AND TOGETHER WE DECORATED IT.
PCG: AND
PCG: I DUNNO
PCG: THAT'S ALL I CAN SAY, I'M GETTING A LUMP IN MY SQUAWK BLISTER.
PCG: I GUESS I'M DONE.
PCG: I'M GOING TO LIE DOWN NOW
PCG: ON THE STEEL FLOOR OF THIS FRIGID METEOR DRIFTING THROUGH THE BLACK UNCARING VOID OF OUR NULL SESSION.
PCG: NULL, KIND OF LIKE THIS MEMO I GUESS.
PCG: LATER.
PCG: FINE THEN.
PCG: SINCE PAST ME JUST BANNED CURRENT ME FROM THE PRECEDING MEMO
PCG: AND DOESN'T APPEAR TO GIVE A SHIT ABOUT MY FUTURE WISDOM, AS USUAL
PCG: LOOKS LIKE I'LL JUST HAVE TO START ANOTHER MEMO FROM SCRATCH.
PCG: HEY PAST ME, GO HAVE A BLAST KILLING THE KING, I'M SURE IT WILL BE AWESOME.
PCG: IN FACT, IT WAS AWESOME. BANG UP JOB WITH THAT, DUDE!
PCG: TOO BAD IT WAS ALL A HUGE WASTE OF TIME.
PCG: OH, WHAT'S THAT, PASTHOLE? YOU DIDN'T READ THIS AND FIGURE THAT OUT AHEAD OF TIME?
PCG: OR MAYBE YOU JUST SKIMMED THIS AND IT DIDN'T GET THROUGH YOUR THICK BULGE???
PCG: WHAT A SHOCK!
PCG: MEMO-WITHIN-MEMO TO PRESENT SELF: PUT FORTH A MORE CONCERTED EFFORT TO IMPRESS UPON EVERYONE IN THE PAST, MYSELF INCLUDED, WHAT A BUNCH OF FUCKING IDIOTS THEY ALL ARE.
PCG: I AM LEARNING A VALUABLE LESSON TODAY!
PCG: IT TURNS OUT YOU CAN'T ALTER THE OUTCOME OF DECISIONS MADE BY MORONS, NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU YELL AT THEM.
PCG: ALL YOU CAN REALLY DO IS GIVE THEM A HARD TIME AND TRY TO MAKE THEIR LIVES JUST A LITTLE MORE MISERABLE.
PCG: WHICH SOUNDS LIKE A MORE NOBLE PURSUIT THAN CHANGING DESTINY FOR THE BETTER ANYWAY, FRANKLY.
PCG: LOSERS SHOULD BE FORCED TO FACE THE MUSIC, EVEN FOR THE MISTAKES THEY HAVEN'T MADE YET.
PCG: THEIR PUNISHMENT IS BEING ALLOWED TO MAKE THE MISTAKE IN THE FIRST PLACE. TALK ABOUT POETIC JUSTICE!
PCG: AND THEN GETTING SOUNDLY BERATED BEFORE, DURING, AND AFTER THE MISTAKES ARE BEING MADE IS JUST THE MUCUS ON THE GRUBLOAF.
PCG: THE SWEET, TANGY MUCUS.
PCG: THIS IS DUMB.
PCG: WHY DID I EVER THINK THESE MEMOS WERE GOING TO BE A GOOD IDEA.
PCG: NOBODY CARES
PCG: I MEAN
PCG: NOBODY'S EVEN TROLLING ME ANYMORE.
PCG: AND I'M LEAVING MYSELF WIDE OPEN TOO, SAYING SOME PRETTY DUMB THINGS HERE.
PCG: I GUESS MAYBE I WROTE TOO MANY.
PCG: AND FILLED TOO MANY OF THEM WITH LONG ARGUMENTS WITH MYSELF.
PCG: NO ONE'S GOING TO READ THROUGH ALL THIS, ALL THE VALUABLE INFORMATION IS JUST GETTING LOST IN THE YELLING.
PCG: YOU STUPID STUPID IDIOT.
PCG: OH FUCK YOU, WHY'D YOU EVEN START ANOTHER MEMO THEN??
PCG: I GUESS
PCG: THERE ARE A COUPLE THINGS I WANT TO GET OFF MY CHEST, OK?
PCG: OH GOD, NOW I'M ARGUING WITH CURRENT ME.
PCG: I DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE I WAS DOING IT, THIS IS REALLY FUCKED UP.
PCG: I'VE GOT TO PULL IT TOGETHER.
PCG: THINK BACK TO WHAT WE MIGHT HAVE DONE WRONG.
PCG: BUT THE THING IS
PCG: AS MUCH AS OUR PAST SELVES ARE A BUNCH OF STUBBORN UNLISTENING ASSHOLES
PCG: I CAN'T EVEN REALLY IDENTIFY ANY MISTAKES WE MADE.
PCG: IT WAS ALL PRETTY MUCH LIKE CLOCKWORK.
PCG: A 600 HOUR CAMPAIGN TO COMPLETE A GAME LIKE THIS IS PRETTY GOOD IF YOU ASK ME.
PCG: AND I HAVE ASKED ME.
PCG: IT TURNS OUT ME AGREES.
PCG: I CAN'T SHAKE THE FEELING SOMEONE ELSE MUST BE RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS.
PCG: IT DOESN'T SEEM LIKE IT WAS SOMETHING THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN IN OUR SESSION.
PCG: SOLLUX HAS THE SAME INTUITION ABOUT IT AS ME, HE THINKS THERE'S SOMETHING FII2HY ABOUT IT.
PCG: IT'S REALLY INSUFFERABLE THE WAY HER FISH PUNS HAVE RUBBED OFF ON HIM, IT KIND OF MAKES ME WANT TO VOMIT.
PCG: ANYWAY
PCG: HE SAYS HE'S WORKING ON TRACING THE ORIGIN OF THIS DISASTER.
PCG: IF I FIND OUT WHO'S RESPONSIBLE
PCG: I WILL
PCG: I DON'T EVEN WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT NOW.
PCG: WASTE OF GOOD FRESH RAGE.
PCG: I'M A LITTLE TIRED OF ALL THE OLD THINGS I'VE BEEN ANGRY ABOUT.
PCG: IT'S GOTTEN SO STALE.
PCG: IN A WEIRD WAY I'M SORT OF LOOKING FORWARD TO HAVING SOMETHING NEW TO BE PISSED OFF ABOUT.
PCG: IT'S NOT LIKE THERE'S ANYTHING ELSE TO LIVE FOR NOW ANYWAY.
PCG: SO I'M KEEPING MY PRONGS CROSSED.
PCG: IT WILL BE LIKE FUCKING 12TH PERIGEE'S EVE UP IN HERE.
PCG: LAST SWEEP'S EVE WAS PROBABLY THE LAST HAPPY MEMORY I HAVE IN FACT.
PCG: WHAT DID YOU GUYS DO FOR THE LAST HOLIDAY?
PCG: ANYONE?
PCG: I REMEMBER MY LUSUS HAD BEEN GONE FOR DAYS AND I WAS STARTING TO GET WORRIED.
PCG: BUT THEN HE FINALLY RETURNED, TRIUMPHANT.
PCG: HE BROUGHT THE FRESH BEHEMOTH LEAVING INTO OUR HIVE, AND TOGETHER WE DECORATED IT.
PCG: AND
PCG: I DUNNO
PCG: THAT'S ALL I CAN SAY, I'M GETTING A LUMP IN MY SQUAWK BLISTER.
PCG: I GUESS I'M DONE.
PCG: I'M GOING TO LIE DOWN NOW
PCG: ON THE STEEL FLOOR OF THIS FRIGID METEOR DRIFTING THROUGH THE BLACK UNCARING VOID OF OUR NULL SESSION.
PCG: NULL, KIND OF LIKE THIS MEMO I GUESS.
PCG: LATER.