Even though everything was silence and static, I could feel the world shaking in it's hollow sleep.

Perfect

So, we've reached another stale mate, huh...

Perfect body, perfect soul.

Purged by my element, I will... I will be ok.

Signal failure.

Renal failure.

Send for donors.


I stand, disgusted and miserable at the thing I have totally allowed myself to become and I cannot comprehend staying this way and living. Do or die. We'll see. Yeah. We will, you know how we are :)

Your lips would speak volumes if they weren't mine.

It's about to get real sick.

Sick.
Sick.
Sick.



Do not revive.


In stasis until further notice.

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