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If you haven't already noticed, Foolz has now added /vp/ to its archiving section! Use it to find threads that have 404'd but you want back! Isn't that a hoot? :3Picking A or C would have preserved the conversation for much longer.>>11857834http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ht16foup4MDawn holds up her hand, asking for the spotlight following your questions, "Halt. If I may Commander. Why do you hold passionate disdain for the Fuhrer? You're one of his workers. Are you not supposed to frequently heil to him and appreciate his mere existence as a favor to you still being alive?"
Dr. Ein scoffs, "Fat chance! I cared for that man like he was my own son, ever since it all started. Ever since it all started way long ago from this mere hellhole working place to a much simpler time, in my backyard when he- HEY! Why am I telling you two this anyways? Scram, beat it kids before I get that Fuhrer myself!"
Dawn slams her hands on his desk, but he ignores it and goes back to working, her tone is still dull, "You do not understand. There are still many questions I wish to ask you, can you please stop being difficult to work with."
Realizing the impending doom your rather oblivious, pale, apathetic waifu is about to get into, you grab her hand, "D-Dawn! Come on, we gotta go before you drive this guy over the edge!"
You hastily take Dawn into the next staircase, the generator doesn't seem to be in here so it's best to just head on out, "But Commander, I still have questions to-"
"Please Dawn, can we save them for later? I kinda fear he that he's actually going to tip us off to the Fuhrer. We should probably get going in case he actually goes through with it."
Dawn pauses, then looks at the ground with an understanding bow, "Yes, Commander Lucas. I apologize for my minor outburst. You are an exceptional role-model and I will continue to base my traits after yours."
