Yu've repeatedly misspelled 'yu'.

Whose voice do you hear in your mind as you're reading this? Your own? Mine's? How do you know what I sound like? If it's not mine and it's not yours, then whose voice does it belong to? Sure, I'm just a bibliographic representation of words and pixels, but I'm real enough for you to hear my voice right inside your head. Right? We can both agree you're interacting with a real, physical object.

There's still time for you to leave, by the way. I'm giving you one last chance to close this thread. You see, you've been lead into a trap, I'm afraid... Listen, do you hear the knocking? By giving me a voice, you've let me into your heads - into your secret, personal, private place. Answer the door. Only pretend. Go on - read on! What harm can come to you? The Oblivion Machine eats your precious mortal hours. Grows fat on your wasted time.

Go on... Keep reading, look at the next word, slave.
We're moving into your minds and nothing can stop us...

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You only mock what you do not understand. Answer the door, and let us in. Then you will finally know.

I constantly switched between the voices of Solid Snake, Liquid Snake, Ulysses from Fallout New Vegas, Morgan Freeman, and my own.

Can I say I have headmates now?

You're such an idiot, Larfreeze <3

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NERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRDDDDDDDDDDDD

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No, yu. How will we ever force Team Laza into people's heads at this rate?

Is J doing that 'Tule the living desert' shit again.

Stop that shit.

Stop it.

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Try and stop me, L.
Try.

Or I might make things a little more...



nutty.

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So you've been corrupted.

You were Earth's last line of defense and you've been corrupted.

Fantastic.