(Hyperfun (Slowed + Reverb))
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gPwdEWmDzBQ"Hello!" "Hello, sir!"
Two very identical women are staring at you, armed with smiles and clipboards. You realize, for a moment, that they don't smell like M Company Workers do. Or like sisters. Or anything <span class="mu-i">alive</span> either. No sweat, no body odor, no human pheromones. Just the smell of new clothes and plastic.
It's fucking creepy.
"Hello," you growl with your second voice. They don't seem to react at all.
"Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen, if I could have a moment of your time, please?" No one else is here by the binoculars at this time of night. She leans in with a finger raised. "My name is Sarah, and I'm a representative from the Organization for Containing Extraordinary Phenomenon, or OCEP. We're working towards creating a safer environment for all of us."
"OCEP is an organization dedicated to understanding and managing extraordinary phenomena." Right lady chimes in. She makes the same gesture with her other hand. "These are unusual and sometimes dangerous events that occur, and we work tirelessly to protect communities like yours from their potential harm."
"We're currently gathering signatures for a petition to raise awareness about the importance of funding for scientific research into these phenomena. By signing this petition, you're supporting the efforts to keep our communities safe and informed. Your signature can make a significant impact!"
"O-Okay? Uh huh? Sounds pretty good? I guess?" You realize they're trying to box you in. No way but through. You hold your hand out and Leftie gives you the petition in question.
There's two boxes of categories. All other signatures except for the owner's, the hostesses', and Ed's are gibberish letters. What the fuck.
>RED>BLU>Just stand up and walk away.>SHOOT THEM IN THE HEAD. Figure things out from there.>Write-in. 