o n e . ( TEXT ) . we are not frightened any more

[dedikated]

There's not a cave in this hell that actually goes anywhere, is there? All just one big loop leading back to this dump.

First person to prove me wrong gets a million bucks.

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[faithfulwolf]

This isn't Hell, or like it at all.

But it's only possible to get out of Hell with permission so maybe it's like that here too.

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[dedikated]

It's close enough.

Eh? Just talk to the gods and hope they say yes? Gonna guess they don't like saying that.

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[faithfulwolf]

Not really.

Yes. They get strength from us being here so it's unlikely.

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[dedikated]

Well shit, bruv. Then we're fucked.

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[faithfulwolf]

What?

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[dedikated]

If they get strength from us, they're never gonna let us go easy.

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[faithfulwolf]

Oh. Yes. Probably not.

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[dedikated]

Fan-fuckin'-tastic. [ Hadn't she had enough of stupid overlords for one lifetime? ] How long you been here?

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[faithfulwolf]

Five months, I think.

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[dedikated]

Ugh, that's got to suck.

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[faithfulwolf]

It makes me really want to go home to the salon.

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[dedikated]

The salon?

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[faithfulwolf]

Salong Jack the Ripper. It's a hair salon in Hell in Nightmare Market.

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[dedikated]

[ ... Oh... kay. ]

Almost sounds normal.

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[faithfulwolf]

It's okay that it doesn't sound normal.

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[dedikated]

So you do hair, then? [ JUST IN CASE SHE'S STUCK HERE some dye would be nice ngl. ]

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[faithfulwolf]

Yes.

[ A little. They don't get that many clients and Ed takes care of most of them these days. ]