==> Enter

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commodityProphet (CP) has opened a memo on board COHORT CONVERSATIONS.

CP: Okay guys, I hope you all cleaned the putrid gunk out of your hear sponges today, because we are doing this shit.
CP: There's no backing out now.
CP: The plans have been thrown into motion in the most forceful way possible, and we are all right in the middle of them.

vehementArbiter (VA) has joined the memo!

VA: [Must you (onstantly spam these memos with your abrasi\/e need to post ea(h statement in a separate line? There is no rule stating that you (annot put more than one senten(e per post. See?]
CP: Shut up, asshole.
CP: No one cares about your stupid, turned up sniff nozzle opinions.
VA: [I beg to differ, lowblood. My opinions happen to keep many of your kind from being brutally murdered. On(e again, we see our self pro(laimed leader using his emotions instead of his mind. Just another reason why we should (hoose someone more (apable of (ontrolling themselves.]
CP: Oh shit, is the fucking nightmare clown cultist with more emotional issues than claws to count them on going to tell me about self control?

torpidWanderer (TW) has joined the memo!

TW: Guy s, ple ase don't fig ht ): You t wo hav e to get alo ng if we are go nna pla y this ga me!

uniformArbitrary (UA) has joined the memo!

UA: Hi acara :D I wuz abot to say the saim thing
TW: Hel lo Zin zie 8D

[Eggs]

naturalAffinity has joined the memo!
NA: Y*hello everyone!
NA: Y*what did i miss? more attempts at making plans?
NA: Y*if you guys are in charge, it's safe to say we're all screwed already!
NA: Y*how about we put someone more competent in charge? namely...me! haha!

wondrousCreativity has joined the memo!
destructiveDecadence has joined the memo!
WC: FUCK
wondrousCreativity has left the memo!

DD: wa$ it $omething i $aid? oh well, i can't $ay i'd have preferred her to $tay, but that'$ be$ide the point, how i$ everyone?
DD: i tru$t we're making $ome form of progre$$. waiting i$ getting terribly, terribly boring.
DD: whatever it i$ we have figured out, if anything, count me in.

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UA: Hi Telvat! Hi Zelnee! Hi Geeren!
TW: Hel lo gu ys
CP: Jesus fucking christ.
CP: Can we please try not to have a fucking mutiny before the game even starts?
CP: For crying out loud.
VA: [No, please, go right on ahead, Tel\/an. Perhaps e\/en you (ould make a better leader.]
CP: Nobody asked you.
TW: Jab by, wha t a re we doi ng aga in?
VA: [Yes, Jabby. Please, let's get to the point of this memo.]
CP: Acarra, babe, what did I say about using that nickname in public memos?
TW: Oh ye ah... lol who ops!
CP: Okay you impatient little wrigglers.
CP: Here's the damn download link.
CP: The connection orders go like this:
CP: Atrius => Telvan
CP: Telvan => Zinzie
CP: Zinzie => Gerrat
CP: Gerrat => Me
CP: Me => Sarina
CP: Sarina => Acarra
CP: Acarra => Zelnea
CP: Zelnea => Atrius
CP: Everyone got that?
CP: Good.
CP: Now go download.
CP: SGRUB.exe

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NA: Y*heh heh heh!
NA: Y*see, even he agrees with me!
NA: Y*bow before your new leader!
NA: Y*except you, zinzie, you can be my second in command!
wondrousCreativity has joined the memo!
WC: OK@Y YOU S#ITS
WC: IF TELVAN ENDS UP LE@DING, I QUIT
WC: @ND W#Y DO I NEED TO BE P@IRED WIT# @ CLOWN
WC: IT'S LIKE YOU W@NT ME TO F@IL W#EN #E INEVIT@BLY FLIPS SHIT @ND KILLS ME
DD: believe what you want, you'll only be di$appointed when you're proven incorrect.
DD: anyway, i am $ati$fied with my ho$t. i tru$t you'll do well, zinzie?
DD: by the way, where is $arina? i a$$umed $he would be an active part of the conver$ation, but $he doe$n't $eem to be active.
DD: oh well, let'$ begin.

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CP: Zell, calm your fucking tits.
CP: You're his host.
CP: Meaning you will have full control of his surroundings.
CP: Meaning he can't fucking hurt you.
VA: [I am not sure if I am (omfortable with this arrangement.]
CP: Too bad.
CP: No more bitching from any of you.
CP: Go play!

Zinzie ==> Set up your server player

UA: Ahaha! hi geerant! i can sea u! i can sea u in yur hive!

As Zinzie giggled, he haphazardly swung his cursor around Gerrat's hive. He clicked furniture and dropped machines where ever he pleased, with no rhyme or reason.

UA: Garren i put yuor lode gapper on the ruuf! hehe! Ooh, wat dus this ting do?

An alchemizer dropped into the living room, falling right on top of the poor troll's lusus.

UA: oops...sory

TW: Zel nea, I put yo ur alchem izer on the ro of. I di dn't wan t to me ss up any thing in yo ur hi ve
TW: Ther e are oth er mach ines he re. Wh ich on es did Jab iko say we ne eded aga in? I do n't wa nt to bot her him. He lo oks ve ry busy.