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-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] RIGHT NOW opened memo on board FUCKASS CITY
CG: FINALLY.
CG: THIS CLIENT IS EVEN MORE RIDICULOUS THAN TROLLIAN.
CG: I HAVE TO LABORIOUSLY TYPE OUT "CG" EVERY TIME I SAY SOMETHING NEW. I'M GETTING PRETTY SICK OF IT AND YET I CAN'T COMPEL MYSELF TO STOP.
CG: IT'S LIKE AN ADDICTION.
CG: ON THE UPSIDE IT SEEMS THAT THIS CLIENT DOESN'T OFFER ANY OF THAT TIME TRAVEL BULLSHIT.
CG: I'LL MISS MY IDIOTIC FUTURE AND PAST SELVES IN MY MEMOS LIKE ONE MISSES INFECTED SORES IN THEIR SEEDFLAPS.
CG: THE FACT THAT I'VE GONE THIS FAR WITHOUT BEING INTERRUPTED BY RELATIONSHIP PROBLEMS OR MY OTHER SELVES BEING SPECTACULAR RETARDS MEANS TWO THINGS:
CG: ONE, MOTHERFUCKING MIRACLES DO EXIST. CONGRATS GAMZEE, YOUR EXISTENCE ISN'T A COMPLETE MISTAKE.
CG: TWO, SOME SERIOUS SHIT WENT DOWN.
CG: I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF IT HAD ANYTHING TO DO WITH THE GAME.
CG: ACTUALLY, I'M SURE IT DIDN'T.
CG: DREAM SELVES ARE OUT FOR OBVIOUS REASONS.
CG: EVEN THOUGH I OBVIOUSLY FELL ASLEEP! WAY TO FUCKING GO, SELF. I'D PUNCH YOU IF I WASN'T SO BUSY TYPING THIS MEMO.
CG: SWEET J3GUS NOW I'M ARGUING WITH MY CURRENT SELF. THIS IS EMBARRASSING. MOVING ON.
CG: LET'S SUSPEND THE OBVIOUS QUESTION OF "WHERE THE FUCK AM I AND HOW DID I GET HERE" FOR A MOMENT. IT'S CLEAR THAT I'M NOT IN THE VEIL ANYMORE.
CG: WHETHER THIS PLANET (UNIVERSE???) STANDS OUTSIDE OF SPACE AND TIME IS YET TO BE SEEN.
CG: THAT IS THE LEAST OF MY PROBLEMS RIGHT NOW.
CG: WITHOUT THE TIMELINE FEATURE THERE'S NO WAY TO KNOW IF THIS IS A RESULT OF THE "SCRATCH" OR WHAT.
CG: FOR ALL IF FUCKING KNOW IT COULD BE BECAUSE I DON'T UNDERSTAND A GODDAMN THING ABOUT WHAT'S HAPPENING ANYMORE.
CG: I'M NOT EVEN SURE IF THIS NETWORK COUNTS AS AN ACTUAL CHAT CLIENT, BUT EITHER WAY, MY CHUMPROLL DIDN'T TRANSFER. I CAN'T VIEW OR CONTACT ANY OF THE HUMANS.
CG: I'LL HAVE TO TRUST THAT JADE IS MANAGING CONTACT WITH HER FUTURE SELF BY HER OWN MEANS.
CG: AND THAT THE OTHERS AREN'T BEING MORE FANTASTICALLY STUPID THAN USUAL.
CG: IF ANY OF YOU READ THIS, GET IN CONTACT WITH ME IMMEDIATELY.
CG: I SHOULDN'T EVEN HAVE TO SPECIFY WHO "YOU" ARE
CG: SINCE THERE'S ONLY LIKE TWELVE OF US AND WE SPEND MOST OF OUR TIME IN THE SAME FUCKING ROOM.
CG: DAMN, JUST...
CG: RESPOND.
CG: I DON'T EVEN CARE WHO OR HOW AT THIS POINT.
CG: THERE IS CLEARLY A RESPOND BUTTON ONCE I POST THIS.
CG: IT'S RIGHT FUCKING THERE.
CG: THERE'S NO EXCUSE.
CG: ESPECIALLY FOR YOU, TEREZI.
CG: I KNOW YOU CAN SMELL IT.
CG: OR TASTE IT. WHATEVER.
CG: FUCK. NOW THIS MEMO IS JUST GETTING PATHETIC.
CG: I'LL END WITH THE OBVIOUS QUESTION. MAYBE SOMEONE OUT THERE CAN HIT THE RESPONSE BUTTON. SOMEONE WHO ISN'T MY FUTURE SELF:
CG: WHAT THE EVERLIVING FUCK?
CG: THAT SEEMS TO COVER BASICALLY EVERY ASPECT OF THIS SITUATION.
CG: WOW THIS IS A DISGUSTING MEMO. I MIGHT ACTUALLY APOLOGIZE TO MY FUTURE SELF FOR THIS. I'M STILL DISORIENTED FROM THE NIGHTMARES.
CG: GOD I'M TIRED.
CG: FINALLY.
CG: THIS CLIENT IS EVEN MORE RIDICULOUS THAN TROLLIAN.
CG: I HAVE TO LABORIOUSLY TYPE OUT "CG" EVERY TIME I SAY SOMETHING NEW. I'M GETTING PRETTY SICK OF IT AND YET I CAN'T COMPEL MYSELF TO STOP.
CG: IT'S LIKE AN ADDICTION.
CG: ON THE UPSIDE IT SEEMS THAT THIS CLIENT DOESN'T OFFER ANY OF THAT TIME TRAVEL BULLSHIT.
CG: I'LL MISS MY IDIOTIC FUTURE AND PAST SELVES IN MY MEMOS LIKE ONE MISSES INFECTED SORES IN THEIR SEEDFLAPS.
CG: THE FACT THAT I'VE GONE THIS FAR WITHOUT BEING INTERRUPTED BY RELATIONSHIP PROBLEMS OR MY OTHER SELVES BEING SPECTACULAR RETARDS MEANS TWO THINGS:
CG: ONE, MOTHERFUCKING MIRACLES DO EXIST. CONGRATS GAMZEE, YOUR EXISTENCE ISN'T A COMPLETE MISTAKE.
CG: TWO, SOME SERIOUS SHIT WENT DOWN.
CG: I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF IT HAD ANYTHING TO DO WITH THE GAME.
CG: ACTUALLY, I'M SURE IT DIDN'T.
CG: DREAM SELVES ARE OUT FOR OBVIOUS REASONS.
CG: EVEN THOUGH I OBVIOUSLY FELL ASLEEP! WAY TO FUCKING GO, SELF. I'D PUNCH YOU IF I WASN'T SO BUSY TYPING THIS MEMO.
CG: SWEET J3GUS NOW I'M ARGUING WITH MY CURRENT SELF. THIS IS EMBARRASSING. MOVING ON.
CG: LET'S SUSPEND THE OBVIOUS QUESTION OF "WHERE THE FUCK AM I AND HOW DID I GET HERE" FOR A MOMENT. IT'S CLEAR THAT I'M NOT IN THE VEIL ANYMORE.
CG: WHETHER THIS PLANET (UNIVERSE???) STANDS OUTSIDE OF SPACE AND TIME IS YET TO BE SEEN.
CG: THAT IS THE LEAST OF MY PROBLEMS RIGHT NOW.
CG: WITHOUT THE TIMELINE FEATURE THERE'S NO WAY TO KNOW IF THIS IS A RESULT OF THE "SCRATCH" OR WHAT.
CG: FOR ALL IF FUCKING KNOW IT COULD BE BECAUSE I DON'T UNDERSTAND A GODDAMN THING ABOUT WHAT'S HAPPENING ANYMORE.
CG: I'M NOT EVEN SURE IF THIS NETWORK COUNTS AS AN ACTUAL CHAT CLIENT, BUT EITHER WAY, MY CHUMPROLL DIDN'T TRANSFER. I CAN'T VIEW OR CONTACT ANY OF THE HUMANS.
CG: I'LL HAVE TO TRUST THAT JADE IS MANAGING CONTACT WITH HER FUTURE SELF BY HER OWN MEANS.
CG: AND THAT THE OTHERS AREN'T BEING MORE FANTASTICALLY STUPID THAN USUAL.
CG: IF ANY OF YOU READ THIS, GET IN CONTACT WITH ME IMMEDIATELY.
CG: I SHOULDN'T EVEN HAVE TO SPECIFY WHO "YOU" ARE
CG: SINCE THERE'S ONLY LIKE TWELVE OF US AND WE SPEND MOST OF OUR TIME IN THE SAME FUCKING ROOM.
CG: DAMN, JUST...
CG: RESPOND.
CG: I DON'T EVEN CARE WHO OR HOW AT THIS POINT.
CG: THERE IS CLEARLY A RESPOND BUTTON ONCE I POST THIS.
CG: IT'S RIGHT FUCKING THERE.
CG: THERE'S NO EXCUSE.
CG: ESPECIALLY FOR YOU, TEREZI.
CG: I KNOW YOU CAN SMELL IT.
CG: OR TASTE IT. WHATEVER.
CG: FUCK. NOW THIS MEMO IS JUST GETTING PATHETIC.
CG: I'LL END WITH THE OBVIOUS QUESTION. MAYBE SOMEONE OUT THERE CAN HIT THE RESPONSE BUTTON. SOMEONE WHO ISN'T MY FUTURE SELF:
CG: WHAT THE EVERLIVING FUCK?
CG: THAT SEEMS TO COVER BASICALLY EVERY ASPECT OF THIS SITUATION.
CG: WOW THIS IS A DISGUSTING MEMO. I MIGHT ACTUALLY APOLOGIZE TO MY FUTURE SELF FOR THIS. I'M STILL DISORIENTED FROM THE NIGHTMARES.
CG: GOD I'M TIRED.
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