April 24, 2011
A Nova Sac, Page 36.
'Have sex with robot; infect with virus. Check.
Steal different robot; do not have sex with. Check.
Recover E.M.P.I.R.E. agent gone batshit from inside his turbo-creepazoid fuck-hut. Check.
That it?'
'That's it.'
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April 21, 2011
Lash, Rend, Torns, Page 102.
'Run from death, and you will only die tired.'
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11:21 PM
April 17, 2011
Olden Infolds, Page 188.
'Well they've all gone wrong again.'
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04:57 AM
April 08, 2011
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April 03, 2011
Olden Infolds, Page 186.
Named like the dolls and toys -- the rumour and voodoo -- of an only child.
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April 01, 2011
Olden Infolds, Page 178.
He was war footage, like everybody else.
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