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second; voice (i hope you know that this will go down on your permanent record.)
[Nick's voice is raspier than usual, the way voices get when their owners have been screaming, or crying, or possibly both.]
You know what, you motherfucker? I'm coming back to haunt your ass after I'm dead. See how you like it.
You know what, you motherfucker? I'm coming back to haunt your ass after I'm dead. See how you like it.

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[Aside from the... Obvious. Hope's post had said 'half' so he isn't totally sure she's in the same situation he is, but it's easy enough to make a guess.]
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yea im peachy just waiting 2 die like usual i guess this assshle couldnt wait til we r actually dead this time? fuck
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[His messages are a little slower than usual since he's having to correct a lot of typos.]
But you saw Hope's post, right?
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You aren't gonna die. None of us are. We're gonna get out, and then we're gonna kick his ass!
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Did it maybe escape your notice that we're buried under the fucking ground?
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Even I'm not that oblivious, lady. Look, there's other people out there. We just gotta hang on long enough, and that means not panicking, okay?
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sob ok done
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Is that all?
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[says the guy who doesn't stay dead normally unless you cut his head off.]
Anyway, take a breather and think about puppies and sunshine or something, cause you're just feeding them.
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[Even on a good day, Nick wouldn't take kindly to that kind of direction, and this? Is definitely not a good day.]
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Hey, fine, it's your life. Let 'em snack on your delicious feelings. You're playing right into their game.
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I love these two.
sobbing, same
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Don't worry, I'm sure we'll get rescued and then get to go confront Fear nice and personal-like.
[Amos himself will be doing no such thing: he knows very well he's not cut out to fight a god, thank you very much.]
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[Nick wouldn't have the first idea of how to confront Fear, even in her Morphus form.]
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[Text] i'm sorry she's so awful :c
[Text] no, it's perfect~
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It's really hard to use these communicator things when I can't see what I'm doing.
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[Nick exhales sharply through her teeth.]
Not you too.
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