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*Thinks* Gonna need you to explain that somehow.
*Rolls my eyes before transmitting an image of a brain with an X over it followed by a heart blinking red*
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*Thinks* Gonna need you to explain that somehow.
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*Rolls my eyes before transmitting an image of a brain with an X over it followed by a heart blinking red*
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*Thinks* I'm not following. Make letters or something.
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*Thousands of letters flood your mind*
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*Thinks* Touche.
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*An equal sign materializes next to me followed by the letters M and I, and then by a rotating stream of thousands of characters and symbols before it all turns red and falls apart*
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*Thinks* Well it's not a problem with you physically, so what's the deal?
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*An image appears of a heart and a brain with a plus sign between them*
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*Thinks* So you're choosing not to. If you went with the soul idea you could borrow my ability to speak, you know.
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*He touches the strange cylinder*
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*Shakes my head and a smiling face materializes with a stream of characters coming out of its mouth followed by a frowning face with an X over its mouth*
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*Think* So if you were happy you'd be able to talk?
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*Rolls my eyes and shakes my head*
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*Thinks* Explain better.
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*An image of a brain materializes next to me with a plus between us and an equals sign to my right, which points to a glowing blue silhouette of me*
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*Thinks* Uh... Not following.
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*Walks over to you and takes your arm*
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*Does nothing*
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*Shoves my fingers into your skull and the environment around you changes to that of a classroom; on the chalkboard in the front is an image of my face and below it, five blanks and a piece of chalk*
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*Thinks* Hangman?