>>5670353>>5669987>54 and 64The idle prattle carried on, and the two grew acquainted enough with many medical facts being overshared and probing questions of great discomfort asked. Just ahead was the source of the signal, some sort of crashed pod. The conversation did not abate.
>"So were you ever a coomer?!" >"What?">"You know, one of those kids who spoke in the memeslanguage? Shoot your goo my dude? Ara Ara? Amiritebro? Umadsempai? LaMeow?" Fizz belted off an assault of things to which Ignaz either did not know, or vehemently feigned ignorance to. One of the earlier machines caught up with the duo to which Iganz was almost grateful as it failed its arms and screeched in an increasing pitch and oscillation. It was clearly placing itself between the pod and them.----
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