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Hello, "friends,"
You might be wondering who sold you out, who told the mob your every mood. You might have already guessed. It was me all along! Yes, "Flux" I encouraged you to take me to the Purple Horse so that the Mafia could implant nano-robots into your bloodstream. These, tiny, tiny robots took control of you nervous system, and caused you to infect barbelith with a virus the next time you logged on, all the while erasing your conscious memory. In effect, you were the hacker all along! You've sealed Barbelith's doom, Flux!
What did I get from this? Well, as you can see, they made me the coolest guy in Brooklyn. Oh, and I got some jailbait booty, of course. Merline, step into my Hyundai. We out. |
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