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Your attention for a moment. This is Rewind, showing you edited footage from my database. I’ve probably got about 0.8 seconds before game over, so hear me out. I’ve always been terrified that you’d die before I did, because you and me apart strikes me as intensely wrong. So promise me something. Be brave. And be strong. And keep going without me. And another thing: no more injecting. It will kill you. And remember: you deserve to be happy. The New Institute was the old you. You’re a better person now—stubborn and frustrating, but wonderful. And to think, I will never see you again. One more thing—one last thing—because I don’t say it enough: I love you.

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   For god’s sake, you’re BOXES with LEGS! It is literally your only purpose! Walking onto buttons! How can you not do the one thing you were designed for?
   Warmer. Warrrrmer. Boiling hot. Boiling–okay, colder. Ice cold. Arctic. Very very very cold LOOK JUST GET ON THE BUTTON!
   Oh, that’s funny, is it? Oh it’s funny? Because we’ve been at this for twelve hours and you haven’t solved it either, so I don’t know why you’re laughing.

   You’ve got one hour! Solve it!

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((Beautiful))

[[ There, I made it a thing. ]]

Bonding over the suffering of others.

Ah, how few beings there are who appreciate the fun of neurotoxin. A shame, really.