[ the voice is slick -- like a person who had been drowned and resuscitated, minutes later still finding water in their lungs forcing its way back up. ]

Couldn't talk.

What the fuck.

...lame.

[white noise: the dull sound of television-like static you might hear in your ears before you sleep at night]

This is...

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This mushroom tastes like shit.

FUCK OFF.

[It isn't particularly deep or strong, but this voice is weary and rough like a dog who scratched its throat raw worrying its fleas. It's not excited, nor does it seem committed to anything but breathing: somewhere in Tayon there's a stretched-out corpse more lively than its tone.]

So this thing reaches everybody on this network, huh...

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