laziness
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Itās a risky thing to do, the lurkers often hide in dumpsters. If you didnāt already know, lurkers are a type of lesser demon born when a maggot from a demonās corpse somehow latches onto a young child. Lurkers take the appearance of small, cherub-like infants with the proboscis of a fly and the body of a slug, similar to most demons, they feed on flesh, except these creatures lack the mass needed to gestate and birth a new demon from the flesh of their victims.
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I think heād get the ability to space out and get lost in random thoughts not relevant to anything in the middle of a conversation. In other words when your brain just malfunctions and you justā¦
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worth it for that free Gamestop nintendo switch
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Heād get the ability to eat enemy corpses for healing and recreational purposes.
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veryā¦ creepy but still deserves a like
Do not ask me why this is.
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The ability to never stop talking to people and socializing.
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Iāve gotten it twice. Or Iāve gotten the notification for it twice.
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The insatiable urge to eat everything in sight
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My debt.
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Itās really not
Git gud.
to DIE.
hello! I just got on, what did I miss?
Never mind, I scrolled up a little bit and now Iām scaredā¦
Connection terminated. Iām sorry to interupt you Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name, but Iām afraid youāve been misinformed. Youāre not here to recieve a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume, although you have indeed been called. You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labirynth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You donāt even realize that you are trapped. Your l u s t for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends.
And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you, although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling thatās not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away, as the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still, and give up your spirits. They donāt belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although for one of you, the darkest pit of h e l l has opened to swallow you whole, so donāt keep the devil waiting old friend.
My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. Itās in your nature to protect the innocent. Iām sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms, the way you lifted others into yours. And then, what became of you? I should have known you wouldnāt be contempt to just disappear, not my daughter. I couldnāt save you then, so let me save you now.
Itās time to rest. For you, and those you have carried in your arms. This ends, for all of us. End communication.
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what the? Iām confusedā¦