You lot can run around like good little doggies for the crew if you want. I'm going to go get drunk.

Whole fucking place is stupid.

Fuck this. This shit reminds me way too much of the Plaguelands.

[Creepy. Even for a zombie.]

Stop talkin' to me, dammit! I got rid of you! I'm not supposed to hear these voices anymore!

You know what sucks? Getting your hair burned off.

Well, looks like I'm bored again. I keep hearing about this carnival place, but I've never actually been inside. I'm armored up and ready to rock - who else wants in? I'm not guaranteeing I'll keep you alive, but hey... workin' together and all that jazz.

What the Hell. I'm seventeen again. Seventeen. I was done with puberty, you assholes!

At least I'm alive.

...very funny. I hate these stupid things sometimes.

[Grumble, mutter, curse.]

[The whole transmission is full of static and white noise.]

This is the weirdest crap ever. Did you guys know that you can taste blue? I mean... Really. And I can feel my voice. Damn, that is a hell of a texture. Shadow, the stink down here looks awful...

But... totally worth it. [Her laugh is washed out by static.]

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Who the Hell do I have to murder to see Redd?

[there's the distinctive clink of glasses and bottles and then Karis lets out a hacking cough.]

Anyone wanna share a drink? Drinking alone is fucking depressing.

[And then she starts to hum a sad, lilting tune. She breaks into horrible elven about halfway in.]

Shindu Sin'dorei
Shindu fallah na
Sin'dorei
Anar'alah belore
Belore

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Well. I'm back to being me again.

Whee.

[The joy is ovewhelming, isn't it?]