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>Two thousand comfydants sitting in front of a screen
>Fulgur's Twitter is on
"aaaaAAAAAAaaaaa WHERES FUCHAN" "i miss borg" "WHERE DID HE GO" "TOTK DOKO"
>Anykara drops a Fulgur Ovid health notice
>One by one, the nervous comfydants each blink slowly
>Their eyes all widen as they begin to search around the room, confused
>Already the tears have begun
"W-wife? Where are you? Wife!?" "Fuchan你在哪儿!?" "H-Help! Fuchan disappeared! waa!"
>Panic sets in, the comfydants begin to aimlessly search for Fulgur
>The search ends almost as soon as it began, with the comfydants succumbing to despair
"NO! NOOOOOOOOOO! UUUUUUUUUUUU!!!" "WHERE'S WIFE!?" "I- I- I MISS FUCHAN!"
>After a long bout of uncontrollable sobbing, the comfydants become manic in their desperation
>Some begin running around the room in circles, others begin pounding the wall with their gnarled hooves, folding paper cranes and committing blood rituals, or masturbating furiously to his 8 hour zatsudans.
"HE DIED! HE DIED AND HE'S NEVER COMING BACK!" "WHY FUCHAN!? I'LL GIVE YOU ANYTHING IN THE WORLD FUCHAN PLEASE JUST LIVE ! PLEASE! WHYYYY!?" "WIFEEEEEE UUUUUUUUUUUU!!!"
>The hysteria ends as soon as it began for as the comfydants still have energy in their shriveled bodies
>Once that energy is exhausted, the comfydants yet again collapse into despair
"aaaaaaaaaaa啊啊啊啊啊啊" "wwww wwwifffeeeeeee" "...uuuuUUUUUuuuuuuuuUUUUUUUUUUuuuuuuuuuu..."
>This period of catatonia lasts for days on end, but with constant listless crying and occasional reactivations of hysteria.
>A month later, the monitor reactivates
>Fulgur's Twitter notifications finally light up
>The familiar sight and sounds of their wife rouses the comfydants from their torpor
"ooo..." "hmm?" "mmm..."
>Fulgur appears onscreen
"I lived bitch."
>The comfydants, suddenly reinvigorated, quickly spring to their feet
"FUCHAN!" "CYBORG'S BACK!" "WIFE LOVES US!"
>Scrambling up to the monitor, the comfydants take their seats and milking pumps and settle in for the next tweet.
>And the cycle continues.
