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[Zebediah]

FIRST IMAGE:

[BenRG]

BUBBLES: "It's the wave of the future, Faye! Through sniffing the same teas, we get to experience the same inner reality, free of the distractions of the physical and the mundane ideas of real! There is a fraternity of the inner eye and an abandonment of self in favour of... oneness!"

MAY: "Trippy, dude!"

[Zebediah]

Bubbles: "I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated,
who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes
hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war,
who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull..."

May: "At first I wasn't sure about this whole Robot Beat Poetry Night thing, but it turns out it's pretty cool!"

[Tlaloc]

Bubbles: "I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated,
who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes
hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war,
who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull..."

May: "At first I wasn't sure about this whole Robot Beat Poetry Night thing, but it turns out it's pretty cool!"

Stop making me want to write Gibson esque robot war novellas

[Gyrre]

Why not write Gibson-esque robot war novellas?

So long as you make it your own, it could be pretty damn good. I know I'd buy a book like that.

[Zebediah]

SECOND IMAGE:

[BenRG]

BRUN: "Friend! Accept the Croissant of Peace!"

CLAIRE: "Er... Thanks but a hug will do!"

[Zebediah]

Brun: "Fossil dinosaur poop."

Claire: "You have some weird hobbies."

[zisraelsen]

"Never tell strangers that. It allows them to rob you at croissant-point, like so."
"That's not how celiac disease works."