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  1. 02-24-2013 #1
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    Homestuck Ω: Glitched Advent

    Roo, Kaga, Alex, Tater, Joe, Gabby - 11:00 AM

    Kaeru, Zelph - 10:00 AM

    DAY 1

    Roo reluctantly opens her eyes. She stares at the nearly pitch black ceiling, motionlessly, waiting as her brain begins to reboot from its sluggish daze. Roo moves only to rub at her eye as she tries to recall where she was and why she wasn't immediately passing the fuck out. The first was easy enough to figure out; between the slivers of light that slipped through the sides of the window shade and Roo's ridiculous adaptability to seeing in the dark it didn't take much time for her to recognize the grin of the Cheshire who peered down at her from her wall, her the piles upon piles of sketchbooks and manga thrown in disorganized piles beside her bed and of course the array of stuffed animals bunched up against the wall and on the shelves. Of course she was in her room. It was August afterall, so it wasn't as though she would be at the dorms or anything. Of course her crypt (or the "basement" as normal folk may call it) was always a possibility, but the severe lack of sandpaper rug on her back and the surplus of soft blankets covering her suggested otherwise. She adjusted the blanket over her, shifting onto her side and closing her eyes, mumbling incoherently as she started to doze off once more. The room began to dissolve away as she drifted back to sleep, completely forgetting about any and all obligations she had for this morning.

    After a brief pause she jolted upright.

    "FUCK!" Her hands darted under her pillows and blankets, desperately searching around as f-bombs dropped like flies. Sheets and pillows flew through the air as Roo frantically searched for Beelzebub. By the time her iPod was safely back in her possession the bed had been completely stripped. Roo shut up just long enough to turn on Beelzebub's cracked screen, but the moment she caught what time it was the profanity started anew. Once again her cell phone had randomly shut itself off during the middle of the night, rendering her without an alarm to wake her up. It was already 11. With her shitty luck everyone was probably setting up for the game right fucking now while she was being a bed-headed sleepyfuck. Setting Beelz down, Roo swiped her laptop off her nightstand. Forgetting just how bright her computer was, Roo was momentarily blinded after opening up her laptop, squinting her eyes and keeping up the ever-family-friendly language as she clicked away at the dimmer button. Roo's cursor sped across the screen, for once not going directly to the Chrome icon. Despite her typical routine of beginning surveillance of the Guild the minute she gained consciousness, she hurriedly selected the derpy yellow face seated on her desktop's dash. It didn't take long for Roo's pesterchum to fill half her screen with it's black, thorny tentacles. The theme could hardly be more perfect for her. After taking another peek at the clock she darted across the list of names that occupied her contacts list. It was quite a short list, but Roo figured this was because the pesterchum program was just as exclusive to the game as the specibus and sylladex had been. Speaking of which, she would have to ready her strife specibus sooner than later. But at the moment she was transfixed on the exuberant purple happy face next to the username goldDiavolo. She smiled slightly, her panic subsiding just for a second. With a double click the new chat window fixed itself on the center of her screen. Roo began typing away, breaking only to pull a pillow off the floor and make herself comfy.


    With a faint smile, Roo x'd out of the conversation. Even though Joe hadn't bothered to get any more information on just what this SBURB game was all about, she was still anxious to get started. She scanned the other faces that popped up on the list, signaling those who had just gotten online as well. She'd be sure to talk to everyone else, as soon as she used up all the hot water. Roo set the laptop aside, leaving it open, and headed out of her room, shimmying out of her boxers as she headed towards the bathroom to start getting ready for the big day.

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    A very unhappy James X'd out of the Memo with a scowl. He really hated that guy, even if it wasn't actually him and it always left a bad taste in his mouth whenever he talked to him, even if the current him was a bit childish about it. The fact that he had pulled another one of his famous all-nighters didn't exactly help his mood as he was tired as hell and trying his hardest to stay awake for the sake of this game. He decided to leave his room for a brief period of time to fetch himself some breakfast, a rare occurance despite the fact that he lived alone. That was one good thing about the Potato Incident he guessed, having the house all to himself, but at the same time, it made him rather lonely, his only contact with the outside world being the internet. Not that he was complaining of course, he loved his online family as though they were his actual one, he just often wondered what it would be like if he could actually see them in the flesh... not like that'll happen, Tater was just too damned shy to bother stepping even a foot outside his own house. Going back to his room with a ham sandwich in hand, he noticed someone pestering him. Assuming that it was that guy again, Tater was preparing to tell him off before seeing that it was someone from the opposite side of his like-hate spectrum.


    And just like that, Tater's mood brightened considerably. X'ing out of the window, he looked around his room, all sorts of toys from his various live-action merchandise driven fandoms calling to his inner child from the shelves he kept them on...

    He soon decided that he would need to find a better hobby eventually.
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  3. 02-24-2013 #3
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    Still lying in bed, Kaga blinked up at the pixelated display above her. Like most mornings, she'd already spent a couple hours in that half-asleep state where she was too awake to go back to bed, but too tired to want to get up, and so she'd spent her time occupying herself with whatever entertainment lay within arm's reach. This usually meant her laptop and making her rounds around the Guild, but considering the lack of anything to catch up on and the fact that most of her online buddies were offline, she instead turned to the sylladex. Last night she'd spent some time getting used to it, taking things in and out of it, and all that, and it still had quite a bit of important gear in it, but... well, there was quite a difference between learning to use it and entertaining oneself with it, at least to someone like Kaga. Now, after fiddling with the thing a bit too much, she blinked up at a confusing new modus- captchalogue cards dotting her ceiling with no clear method of organization. And worse, the entire display seemed scrambled, and Kaga wasn't too sure if certain items really were located where they appeared to be. One thought continuously ran through her head:

    "Well that didn't take long."

    At any rate, she figured it was best to try and figure this thing out. Again. "Iiiiiis this the SBURB disc...?!" she asked aloud, withdrawing an item from where the SBURB disc she'd captchalogued last night appeared to be. Just then, a fuchsia, cat-eared hat materialized in the air above her, and landed on her face. Guess not.

    Sitting up, she'd decided to set the sylladex aside for now, and instead pulled out her laptop (ever so thankful she didn't captchalogue it) to contact her dear Tatoto.


    Setting the laptop down again, she stood up and took a look around her room. Of course her eyes fell onto the aforementioned "shitty cosplay chainsaw". It was made for a very rushed Grell Sutcliffe cosplay, which upon first attempt was about as bad as the chainsaw itself, but since then had been revamped and improved upon greatly... but the awful, cardboard chainsaw covered in duct tape with the god-awful paint job and a blade that keeps falling off that barely resembled a chainsaw at all was never improved upon like planned. She'd considered multiple times improving it, but it's so bad that it would be easier to just scrap the thing completely and make a new one. Like hell that thing's getting allocated.

    The very fact that it exists is an insult to shinigami and their weapons everywhere. That is why Kaga only carries around scissors with that cosplay now.

    Of course, thinking of the scissors drew Kaga's attention to them as well as the rest of her cosplay props. Her eyes scanned over them, now thinking that a number of them would make decent allocations. She pulled out her strife specubus, ready to allocate whatever she decided was best. Scissorkind sounded kind of cool, though she wasn't particularly drawn towards it. Still, it would work in a pinch. Flagkind? ...As hysterical as it would be to allocate the white flag, she decided against that. Cuffkind? Also not a bad choice, but perhaps somewhat difficult to use as weapons.

    Looking around to the rest of her room, the otaku noticed a pair of chopsticks sticking out of the mess on her desk. Chopsticks would probably be a good choice, too. She'd heard in a certain anime that sharpened chopsticks make more effective weapons than shuriken, after all. Eyes landing on the bookshelf on the other side of the room, she then considered bookkind. Hitting people with books sure sounded fun. Especially since she'd learned of a specific spot on the back of someone's head where you could hit someone with the corner of a book and do some serious damage if you hit them hard enough....

    Augh. She'd gone from having no idea what to use to having too many ideas and no idea what to pick. They all sounded pretty cool...

    She turned around again, this time leaning towards the chopsticks, and walked towards them with her specubus out and ready to allocate whatever she grabbed, but unfortunately, she stepped and slipped on one of the many tubes of Blistex littering her room, thus causing her to fall face-first. Instinctively, she reached out and grabbed hold of whatever she could to keep her face from slamming into the floor, and as luck would have it, the largest and most nearby thing she could grab was the long slab of cardboard and duct tape that she once fooled herself into believing looked like a chainsaw blade, which then not only vanished beneath her and allowed her to keep falling and hit her face on the floor, but also left her with a new, chainsawkind strife specubus and a fairly unusable weapon.

    "...Whyyyyyyy......?!"

    Frustrated enough between the sylladex and the strife specubus, Kaga decided to set all that aside temporarily, get some breakfast, get dressed (as she was still in her PJ's), and then sort all this out.

    Kaga headed downstairs and set down her laptop on the table in the middle of her living room- open and turned on in case anyone tried pestering her, so that she could get back to them later. As her eyes landed on the organ in her living room, she paused, as an inexplicable urge came over her to drop everything and play a haunting refrain... but then she remembered she couldn't even play the organ. So why would she even have such an urge?

    Well, enough of that. She decided she would get some food and some clothes and then figure out this game.
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  4. 02-24-2013 #4
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    Kaeru had been pestered by Joe early in the morning. It wasn’t unusual for Kaeru to be up the entire night. For this night alone, he kept pesterchum open. If it hadn’t been the eve of the day that he and his online family play an exciting game together, he would have kept pesterchum closed and gone off to draw, jog or tend to some other hobby or homework. His sylladex had been especially useful. It’s like carrying a backpack without the added weight. Oddly enough, he hasn’t captchalogued anything too heavy, so he isn’t sure if the code to withdraw an item becomes longer or more difficult with larger or more important items. He keeps a backpack with him, regardless. Inside that backpack, he keeps a notebook with all the written codes for his captchalogued items. Between the time that Joe had pestered him and the current time, Kaeru spent the morning away from home, stocking up items for a school camping trip that is supposedly bound to happen in three weeks. When he returns, he simply lunges onto his beddesk, too lazy to change clothing again. His beddesk is essentially a bed, surrounded by tables, night stands and television stands. Kaeru spends most of his afternoons and nights here. Filed along the bed are his game consoles, television and laptop. He likes to think of it as a modest fort. The rest of his attic is empty, with exception to the bed in the far corner for the rare guest. He sets his ‘abscond’ status to ‘pleasant’, then takes the Sburb envelope and examines it. He hadn’t decided on a server player or even who he’s going to be a server player for. The oddity of this game appalls him. He’d examined the game furiously; searching online and scouring the envelope for a company name… Neither leads to any helpful results. The frustration prompts him to put in the disc and take apart the coding. After some contemplation, he decides to go through with it. He makes sure not to let the program run after he inserts the disc. He searches about for an opening to view some code.

    The decompiler fails on the pretense that the programming language is unknown. That should be impossible. Otherwise, the disc would be unreadable by the computer, but somehow, it still manages to show a Sburb icon when viewing ‘My Computer’. This only further appalls him. In frustration, he runs the program and decides to reverse engineer the code the old fashioned way. Perhaps the code would be familiar in some fashion or another to a known language, enough hopefully for it to be intelligible. He does this quickly, yet it takes up an entire hour to work through a small margin of the code. He looks through the code carefully. As he reads on and on, it only confuses him further. The strings often begin with ‘REAL’. He notices a trend of repeated words in some of the class files and strings. DERSE and PROSPIT are often mentioned in the code, but there is nothing intelligible enough to allude to what they are. That is as far as he could derive from the code. Considering how ‘REAL’ is mentioned in the code, the game’s Sylladex makes real life items disappear into thin air and the game’s envelope claims to be a ‘sandbox game’, Kaeru has a hunch how the game would work. There are absolutely no full visuals linked in the coding either. This revelation is almost unbelievable. Ambivalent feelings creep over Kaeru. He takes a deep breath and closes the game. Luckily, the prompt for a server player stopped the game from truly executing. Considering the given prompt, if someone had decided to pop in the game as well, that person would have likely started as his server player. It was risky but, at this point, patience seems like the best choice, until the rest of the family can get together, at least. Asking people about their server players would be wise. Kaeru thinks to keep to himself about his hunch. He changes his pesterchum status to ‘distraught’ then pesters Kaga.


    Kaeru barely dodged the temptation to spill the beans about the code. He looks on to the rest of the online chums and decides to pester Roo.


    Despite telling Roo about the code, Kaeru felt no regret.
    The game was bound to happen regardless. No use nitpicking over slight details.


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    Darkness. Darkness and Cruel mocking silence. These are the things currently consuming your world; which happens to just be your shitty bedroom for the most part. Tomorrow is the day you start playing SBURB with your friends; A game that despite having know about first and also before it was cool, you know little to nothing about. Oddly enough, the fact that you and your friends have no idea what the fuck it is your going to play has only made you all the more anxious and exited to play it. The only thing you really know for sure from the cryptic ass message you got, was that whether or not you'll be successful in the game will depend on everyone working together and assuming their roles, you immediately dismissed it as “some jank ass my little pony sounding shit,” An were enraged by the audacity of this ominous riddle speaking cocksucker trying to tell you and your friends how to play your game right from the get go! However... The more you thought about what that prick said, the more deeply it troubled you, right now especially. So far, going into the game tomorrow you only had one single responsibility, which was to make sure you got a good night's sleep and were awake and ready to go when people were ready to start playing, and no matter how many hours ago you got ready for bed, how many things you turned off or how hard you tried to just pass the fuck out, you could not. The one thing everyone's counting on you to do right now is as easy is sleeping and you can't do it... What sort of shitty precedent is that setting for the rest of the game if your already letting people down before you even start it??? Tonight you even managed to watch the entire “Ghost Rider: Spirit of Vengeance” movie without falling asleep, a near impossible feat for you! Though all those parts you'd never seen before turned out to be pretty kickass! But then again... What did you expect from a Cage flick? For some reason you can't seem to remember what got you into those... But they are so fucking awesome you don't care!!!!!! After a long angst filled night of not sleeping Around 5:30 am or so you notice one of your friends is online... It's Kaeru! YOU PESTER HIM WITHOUT A SECOUNDS HESITATION!!!!!!!

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    After chatting it up with Kaeru, Joe is left with an uncontrollable desire to munch on microwaved poultry. And so he swiftly springs from his bed, only to cut the shit out of his feet on some random chicken wire and fall down onto piles of black shirts and metal LARPing weapons. This sort of thing happens all too often.

    Oh well, you get up off the ground and go downstairs to devour some dino nuggets. You currently have the house to yourself for a few days, so the temperature Is absolutely freezing inside... Before long the cold stops you dead in your tracks!!!!!! You should probably stop and get dressed before you go down there... Your dressed right now of course... But you wouldn't be caught dead playing SBURB in yesterday's outdated fashions!!! You pick out an incredibly similar outfit, with the same exact leather jacket, collar, chain, belt, and other accessories from the previous day... The outfit may look virtually the same... BUT IT IS TOTALLY NOT!!!!!

    You stop being Joe for a while he's showering and getting dressed and stuff, then try to be him again, but your hiatus was longer then you thought it was!!!! Joe has already eaten breakfast and entire hours have passed!!!!! It looks like he's on his laptop conversing with Roo now. “What could they possibly be talking about???” You the reader thing to yourself... Unable to control your curiosity for a moment longer, you madly search the page for the alleged pesterlog, until you eventually find it, not in this post, but up top in Roo's post. After enjoying many LOLS reading Joe and Roo's pesterlog you the reader navigate back down here to be Joe some more.

    Joe, now getting increasingly exited that more and more people are logging on and getting ready to play, decides he might as well install his game discs now... However he is completely blindsided by the discovery that he hasn't the slightest clue where he placed his game discs... THEY COULD BE ANYWHERE IN HIS MESSY ASS ROOM!!!!!!!
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  6. 02-24-2013 #6
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    And after eating a yummy breakfast, and suiting up for a fun-filled gaming adventure in her Missingno t-shirt, typical sweatshirt and signature cat-eared hat, Kaga returned to her laptop to see that she was being pestered. She quickly sat down and answered Roo.


    After closing out of the conversation, Kaga decided it was high time she opened up this glitchy sylladex and figured out a way to get those SBURB discs out. She stared at the display for a while before finally stopping to think... it could be literally anywhere on that display. Was she just supposed to pull things out of it until she got what she wanted? Looking at the sylladex display closely, she got to thinking... she knew it wouldn't be where the SBURB copy so neatly appeared to be. No, she'd have to take it from some place she didn't expect it.

    So she tried withdrawing the Pokemon Red+Gameboy duo...

    ...And out came the SBURB discs!

    Thrilled with her combination of luck and logical thinking, thus sparing her the chore of having to empty the entire sylladex, she nearly busted out into a video game-style victory dance. But she didn't because she was distracted by the sound of someone pestering her once again.


    "And nooooow... SBURB!" Kaga chirped, happily removing the server copy of the game from its envelope and popping it into her laptop. The game looked ready to install as soon as her computer read that it was there, so she let it do its thing.


    Ok, even putting all the hassle the game required aside, Kaga had to admit one thing- that sure was a flashy installation. What sort of game developers even bother with something like that?
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    Zelph had awoken in his bed, tired and sleepy as always, wanting to go on back to sleep again, though he forced himself to get on up and get on his computer, and turn on his pesterchum, to which he was contacted by Alex rather quite quickly, as he decided to go ahead and talk to her for a bit.



    Once he stopped pestering her, letting Alex go check her mail, he decided he should probably go ahead and take and a shower and whatnot, and probably eat something as well. He could always try out the game and whatnot later, he told himself, before going off and doing stuff. Eventually, he finally came on back with a bowl of cereal, as he hopped on the computer again, and turned his pesterchum back on again. He made sure to keep in mind to possibly open up a memo or something with the other TJA people later, would make for easier conversation between them all about this game, but for now, he simply started to browse through his Desktop modus in search of where exactly he put the game discs again. It was already taking quite a bit of time to find it, he realized, maybe he should take the time to go through it all and reorgani-- Nah, too much trouble, would take far too much time, so there was no point. Regardless, he did eventually find it, as he took it out and checked out the discs. Looked like it could be a strange game, he took notice, though he did remember hearing that it could be an RPGish one, which was his favorite type of game, luckily. Nonetheless, he put it up inside of his desk, making sure to not captchalogue it since he didn't want to go through all the stuff to find it yet again, as he decided to wait to play the game for now.
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    Gabby finally managed to roll out of bed, taking most of the blankets with her, and she groaned as she hit the floor with a thud. Her cat scampered away in fear of the earthquake her master had caused. Gabby lied there for a few more moments trying to recall a bit of the weird dream she had last night. She remembered a city made of gold and herself in cute pajamas but nothing much other than that. She finally decided to untangle herself from the mess of blue blankets to stand up and start her day. It was 11:00, the usual time that the teen arose in the summer when she didn't have work. She looked around her room. There were riding clothes and boots scattered across the floor and a disorganized pile of books next to an empty bookshelf. She really needed to put those back in there... Her walls were lined with Hetalia and Naruto posters while her dresser was lined with horse figurines and such. Her laptop rested on her nightstand but she had to resist the urge to go check her messages, she needed to do her daily routine before letting herself get distracted.

    Gabby quickly tossed on her classic green t-shirt with a horse shoe on it with her black pants and shoes. She scampered out to the kitchen where her mom had left a bucket with a note on it. Gabby already knew what it said, it was the same one left every morning by her mom when she slept too late to make Garth's lunch. Gabby captchologued the feed bucket and capthologued the note while she was at it. She scurried out to the fields in the backyard and climbed over a fence so she was standing in a paddock. She took out her sylladex and a picture of a loose-ring snaffle appeared and Gabby quickly recited the tack's name to gain access to her sylladex. Her modus was quite simple for the horse obsessed girl, but often a piece of tack will appear that she will not know the name of, like that hackamore bridle thingy, and it will take the girl hours for her to look it up on google so she can just uncaptchologue a pen!

    After she uncaptcholgued the feed bucket she placed it on the ground and called out extremely loudly "GARTH LUNCH TIME!!!!!" She waited for a few minutes before deciding the pony was not coming to fetch his lunch. The pony was always off somewhere in the fields doing god knows what, but he always turned up eventually in his own time. So Gabby decided to just leave his lunch there and head inside to check on the progress of her friends. They were all supposed to play that new game Sburb today. She ran back to her room and opened her laptop and decided to pester one of her friends.


    Gabby closed her laptop and ran off to the kitchen to find two envelopes the had Sburb written on them sitting on the counter of her kitchen. Thankfully Garth had not managed to sneak in again to eat anything important. She captchologued the envelopes before anything awful could happen to them and returned to her room.
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    Alex kicked the floor beneath his rolling chair, letting the wheels guide her glorious mount to the door of the bedroom. This magnificent ride did end quite abruptly, however, when the chair slammed into the wall and sent Alex flopping to the floor like a sack of rocks. He made a mental note never to do that again as she opened the door and strolled through the house. A quick pit-stop was made by the kitchen, and after a quick bout with the damned door, Alex retrieved a few muffins. These would come in handy later, he was sure. That aside,

    "Go~oooood morning, world!" Alex said as she burst through the front door and into the morning sunlight, immediately grimacing at just how unreasonably bright it was outside. He straightened out her glasses and huffed, walking on to the mailbox. There waited the discs; SBURB. Not really thinking, Alex captchalogued them right away, the realization of what he had done slamming into her like a brick wall. "... Oh, jeez..." he grumbled. That fetch modus of hers was so frustrating, spitting everything all over the place every time something was taken out. Well, it would be something to worry about later. Alex returned to the house and bounded back to the bedroom, flopping back into his chair and reopening Pesterchum.



    Alex sighed, preparing for the arduous task o-- PILLOWS EVERYWHERE! Pillows popped out of the Sylladex and about the room, one even slamming right into Alex's face... harmlessly, of course. An annoyed expression on his face, Alex picked up the SBURB discs and turned back to his computer, not even bothering with the pillows yet. They were only an earlier test on how the fetch modii worked, anyway.
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    Tater ended up playing with himself for awhile, using his various merchandise to do a sort of psuedo-roleplay with him, and he never felt sillier in his life, but hey it was fun. As he immersed himself into the semi-fantasy Kamen Rider world he had created for himself, the Pesterchum noise startled him, causing him to trip and land flat on his face, "Ow..." Slowly getting back up, he checked to see that it was Roo, another good friend of his.


    Lightly facepalming at his slight slip of the mind, Tater quickly got off his ass and ran to his front door, standing there for a few seconds as he tried to work up the courage to go outside. Taking a few deep breaths, he slowly opened the door, looking out at the outside world, a very unfamiliar place. Stepping outside, he kept his guard up as he slowly made his way over to his mailbox, staring at the metal prison possibly containing the game discs. He was starting to wonder why he still got mail these days, he was sure that no one even knew he lived here ever since the Potato Incident. And now that he thought about it, he never even left the house, how the hell did he not run out of food years ago? And how did he even have the money to afford the things he owns.

    There were just too many questions and he was beginning to pan-- Oh, hey! The game arrived!

    Forgetting about all his previous worries in an instant, Tater quickly scampered back inside and up to his room, where he saw that Joe had started to pester him while he was away.


    That conversation with Joe reminded Tater about the brief period of time trying out Modus after Modus, trying to find one that didn't try to kill him. He walked over to the closet where the rest of his Modi were, opening it for some reason and letting the contents spill out. Somehow Goldi had managed to get all of these and sent them to Tater, and it took a bit of testing before he found the Modus he like the best.

    Which he rarely even used.

    Going back to his laptop and leaving the pile alone, he started to be the one who pesters for the first time all day.

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