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[totes_a_god]

[Those on deck 6 might notice the hot, white light blazing from the billiard room, gone a moment later with the scent of ozone and a rolling fog that spills down the corridor. Ray's PKE meter can be heard chirping rapidly, urgently, a warning come too late.

The communicator clicks on a minute later and crackles once with static before:]GOZER THE

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[rass_bestie]

Ah... beg pardon?

Yes. I've nothing.[Sighs.]That's fine, scriptwriters, don't bother telling me anything, I'm only the narrator. No appreciation. Honestly, why did I take this job?