Chompskian Subversion

[xenofiend]

A pale gentleman at the head of the table breaks the silence, "The creation of this...". He drifts into a vacant stare, takes a deep breath, then continues, "This masterwork, will I think be a testament to the subtle effectiveness of our order." The room echoes his every utterance distinctly, for it is of marble. And he continues, "encased within

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[anonymous]

thats fucked up