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A strange invitation
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Raven's message had been... curious, to say the least.
Falcon's still not sure what to make of it; he clearly hurt Raven quite a lot, and nearly killed him- a child- over bad-mouthing Shido. Not that he could help it, but still...
Perhaps he wants to pledge his eternal loyalty to Shido-san this time! We did show what a great man Shido-san was, after all!
... Right. Not likely.
Really now, he'd rather get this over with as quickle as possible. He doesn't even know why this couldn't have been done over text, but he's already agreed to meet up in Shibuya. Not that he could really refuse; no schedule means no excuse means no reason to politely decline. Any info he gains could be useful for Shido-san!
The trains here are strange, and before he knows it, he's arrived in Shibuya station, stepping out alongside a sea of cognitions, carefully avoiding bumping into one; a habit he's gotten quite good at, since he is a little... more sturdy than the average human. He allows himself to follow them as they go out to the streets, before he finds a quieter corner to himself. His scanners don't pick up sight of Raven quite yet- maybe the boy has yet to arrive.
With his ever-polite smile painted on his face, he leans against the outer wall of the station entrance. Raven probably won't be long- or maybe he set up Falcon, and is making him wait for nothing. Not undeserved, really- but that's a rather mean-spirited reading of the situation. He knows himself, he's not the type to do that, even if Raven is... a child. He doesn't think he'd do that, didn't seem the type either.
For now, all he can do is wait, so he does. He has nothing to lose from doing so, after all.
Raven's message had been... curious, to say the least.
Falcon's still not sure what to make of it; he clearly hurt Raven quite a lot, and nearly killed him- a child- over bad-mouthing Shido. Not that he could help it, but still...
Perhaps he wants to pledge his eternal loyalty to Shido-san this time! We did show what a great man Shido-san was, after all!
... Right. Not likely.
Really now, he'd rather get this over with as quickle as possible. He doesn't even know why this couldn't have been done over text, but he's already agreed to meet up in Shibuya. Not that he could really refuse; no schedule means no excuse means no reason to politely decline. Any info he gains could be useful for Shido-san!
The trains here are strange, and before he knows it, he's arrived in Shibuya station, stepping out alongside a sea of cognitions, carefully avoiding bumping into one; a habit he's gotten quite good at, since he is a little... more sturdy than the average human. He allows himself to follow them as they go out to the streets, before he finds a quieter corner to himself. His scanners don't pick up sight of Raven quite yet- maybe the boy has yet to arrive.
With his ever-polite smile painted on his face, he leans against the outer wall of the station entrance. Raven probably won't be long- or maybe he set up Falcon, and is making him wait for nothing. Not undeserved, really- but that's a rather mean-spirited reading of the situation. He knows himself, he's not the type to do that, even if Raven is... a child. He doesn't think he'd do that, didn't seem the type either.
For now, all he can do is wait, so he does. He has nothing to lose from doing so, after all.
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Her concentration broke again when they were hit with the Kougaon. Her keyboard lit up in static as she heard a pained noise. Shit shit shit. She finished typing the code to disable the failsafe he was running on. Hitting the button and praying it worked. This was her last team outing. She was not cut out for this. She took a breath. Ren would be okay, no one would die. Crow could heal.
She jumped into trying to give him the code she had written earlier. Focus Glitch. Do your thing. He can't get to you easily. Do your fucking job.
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The fear of death, unfortunately, was something she, unlike her Guest, was not used to-
And, for a moment, she froze. Not long- but long enough for Futaba's pained cry to reach her ears.
Precision work, then. Fine. She thrust her Persona in front of her like a shield, charging. Only at the last second did she drop it, instead dropping to swing her leg, throwing her body weight low, into the backs of Falcon's knees. Drop him, restrain him. She'd freeze him to the ground if she could.
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[ERROR: SYSTEM COMPROMISED]
[ERROR: HEAVY DAMAGE SUSTAINED]
[DEATH DETECTED]
[ADJUSTING TACTICS]
Loki disappears into a blue flare, Robin Hood coming forth once more. The Kougaon had knocked it down, but it starts jerking upright again. It's clearly too damaged to do it as quickly as it does, but it doesn't seem to care as its limbs creak and groan under the the too-fast movements.
[SECURITY BREACH DETECTED]
[ATTEMPTING TO ISOLATE...]
[...]
[ISOLATION FAILED]
[DOWNLOADING FILES... 2% COMPLETE]
[ELIMINATE HOSTILES]
It wobbles as an enemy charges into it, attempting to freeze it to the spot, but does not fall. It sends an Orgia mode boosted kick at the enemy in an attempt to dislodge it.
[DOWNLOADING FILES... 17% COMPLETE]
"Heat Riser," it repeats, shaking off the cold and the debilitate once more. It will not stop until all enemies are eliminated, especially the music demon drawing its attention.
[CORE TEMPERATURE: 101.82°C]
[WARNING: SYSTEMS OVERHEATING]
[ABORTING ORGIA MODE RECOMMENDED]
[ABORT ORGIA MODE?
Y
>N]
Steam hisses where ice touches it, body too hot to the touch, yet it keeps going. Robin Hood appears above it.
"A̸r̷r̶o̸w̵ ̴R̵a̷i̴n̵."
The words coming from its mouth sound glitchy and garbled, but Robin Hood obeys regardless, sending a hail of arrows cascading over the group.
[DOWNLOADING FILES... 32% COMPLETE]
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"R-Raven?"
Raven was here. Raven was okay. Raven was soothing, comforting. But the threat was here, and the power was singing, singing, demanding a release, death shall rain, the end shall be brought-
Raven- the threat- Raven- the threat- Raven
Ken was starting to relax slightly, when arrows rained accross the battlefield. He wouldn't have even noticed were he not turning around to look at Raven - only magic attacks could hurt him in that form, the arrows bounced off of him harmlessly - but Raven was hurt.
Raven was hurt.
"Diaharan," he cast on the boy hugging him. Then he turned back his attention on the threat. The threat. The threat was hurting Raven. The threat had to stop hurting Raven. The threat seemed to resist light, so, to make it stop hurting Raven...
"Megido-"
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As he tears his mask off anew, Kaguya gives way to Kohryu once more. "Salvation!"
The dragon nods, then casts his healing magic on the party once more.
Raven refuses to let go. "I'll be all right, Ken. We just have to buy Futaba-san more time. Loki!" His Persona returns in a flash of crimson. "Debilitate again."
And so Loki complies.
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As it turned out, a hail of rapid-fire attacks, while in theory keeping time with the pulsing beat, came out faster than he'd ever expected, and covering a much wider area.
It didn't help that Renee'd just been kicked in the head, sent tumbling across the ground, which was at least mildly distracting.
To make a long story short-
Phoenix got ever so slightly pincushioned.
There wasn't much that escaped him, in terms of noise. A pained wheeze, as the music cut out and he staggered backwards.
And then another Salvation hit, and holy shit breathing feels good guys did you know that breathing feels good.
He coughed, getting back to his feet. "Okay. Okay, first in-combat test of that. Worked for a bit. Not as bullshit here. Okay."
Different tactic.
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From across the way, Phoenix called out. "Viper! Misdirect-"
Which, as a stratagem, was the only one that made sense, in the circumstances. Falcon was tearing them apart.
"Understood. Eva!"
The skeletal Persona spewed forth another gout of Foul Breath, creating a cloud that both lowered defenses-
and obscured vision.
Was this rude? Possibly.
From outside the cloud, a roughly-cylindrical hand-sized object was thrown, at approximately head height. A grenade might be the rational assumption, but instead of detonation, Phoenix drew his pistol, and fired at the moving target.
It was, in fact, a can of spray paint, now violently aerosolized and expanding outwards in a cloud of neon blue.
They could apologize later.
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—at which point Renée and Phoenix unleash a tag-team maneuver centered on a can of spray paint. Ren's laughter rings out, a wild, raw, unsettling sound that echoes off the surrounding buildings. "Get fucked with a lead pipe, bootlicker!" he shouts at the robot, although anyone who could hear him and understand the reference seems to be missing in action.
And as he yells, he pulls a bottle of freeze spray from his pocket, which he found in the top levels of Mementos and kept around because you never know, right? Maybe someday he would meet a weak little Shadow that repelled every element but ice. Or maybe he would have to deal with his sister's overheated Persona. The Metaverse is full of surprises.
He darts back in, light on his feet but less concerned now that he's been healed and the robot can't see. In a couple of quick pivots, he reaches the position he wants, and with careful aim, he sprays the bottle directly at Futaba's Persona. An icy mist emerges, granted potency by the Metaverse, and settles on the Persona. Ren's not interested in cooling down the robot himself—he's not a tech expert or anything, but he figures if it overheats, that can only be good. But he can't let Futaba bake in there.
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Then there was blue....just blue. What the hell happened? She looked away for a second to see the progress bar. Now she couldn't see shit. She glanced at her tracking screen, everyone seemed alive and not dying. She just had to operate without seeing them, and attacks coming from the bot. Did Ren just call him a bootlicker? Damn Goro was more fucked up than she thought.
Her systems cooled suddenly. It seemed Ren had gotten closer to her, which explained it. He must have had some ice skill with him. It helped her systems too. She took a breath more comfortable in her space. She hadn't had time to establish a link between her and anyone but Ren. She just had to wait for the attacks to hit her too.
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[ERROR: VISION COMPROMISED]
[WARNING: SYSTEMS OVERHEATING]
[ENEMY STATUS: UNKNOWN]
It reaches up with its functioning arm in an attempt to wipe away the paint, but only manages to spread it further. It staggers for a moment as it does so, systems stuttering from overheating.
[ADJUSTING TACTICS]
[ANALYZING LIFEFORMS]
"L̷o̶k̴i̷.̵ ̴"
New information floods its HUD, sensing nearby Persona users and attempting to get a grip on which enemy is where. Death is nearby, but it doesn't care about death. It cares about eliminating enemies.
[DOWNLOADING FILES... 61% COMPLETE]
[ERROR: LIMITS REACHED]
[ABORT ORGIA MODE?
Y
>N]
[WARNING: SYSTEMS OVERHEATING]
[WARNING:SHUTDOWN IMMINENT]
[ABORT ORGIA MODE?
Y
>N]
[ENEMY STATUS: ALIVE]
[ELIMINATE ENEMIES]
It blindly sends a volley of bullets in the direction of the strongest enemy nearby- the one who has been keeping the other enemies alive, according to Loki's scan. However, its movements are jerky and stilted, systems getting overwhelmed by Orgia mode overclocking everything.
"D̵e̸b̸i̷l̴i̵t̴a̵t̸e̶," it orders anyway, making the enemy in front of it more vulnerable.
[WARNING:SHUTDOWN IMMINENT]
It twitches for a moment, before it raises its hand, and Loki straightens out, letting out a snarl.
[ELIMINATE HOSTILES]
[INITIATING FINAL DEFENCE]
"C̷a̵l̷l̴ ̴o̷f̵ ̵C̴h̶a̵o̶s̵."
There's a moment of nothing, as if Loki hesitates, but then-
Maddening black and red magic spreads over the battlefield, an explosion of chaos originating from Loki, and without a proper target in mind, it wildly lashes out at any target it can find; including the one who unleashed it in the first place.
Unit #018 wildly jerks, facial expression unchanging, but a horribly gutteral, robotic screech echoes from its mouth. All at once, it rushes forward blindly, following Loki's intuition in an attempt to hit it targets with kicks, punches, bullets, curse magic. Attacks go flying every which way, at any target it can find, even as its every move clearly causes it to detoriate further.
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Oh, right. A light flickered deep within his mind. Weren't they here for... something, originally? It felt like they had a goal. Raven was invested in that goal. Maybe he should stand down and -
Black and red tendrils suddenly pierced his mind, and reflexively, he tried to put himself in the way so that they wouldn't reach Raven. It felt like they were trying to reach his heart, but weren't able to find their way in, so they simply sowed even more chaos in a fragmented mind -
Bullets fired everywhere, and darkness spread. The bullets bounced, and the darkness was absorbed, but now there was even more power, and it singed, it soared, it screamed, it begged for release -
And his mind was chaos and the power needed to be set free, it was time for release, it was time for the end, the end was needed, he was the end -
But there still was that touch, that grounding touch, of the one who refused to let go. Right. Stay focused. Focus on him. Focus on Raven.
He cast a Heat Riser on his friend so that he would be better protected, and stood ready to cast a Diaharan if any stray bullet managed to hurt him.
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"Allow me. Anubis!" A new Persona descends over Raven, nodding before casting Dekunda on Crow. That will, at the very least, return his strength to its base level. Is it a waste of the Heat Riser Ken bestowed upon him? Perhaps.
But staying alive matters more.
Freshly healed, Crow snarls at the raging robot, but nonetheless screams, "Salvation!"
Kohryu once again grants the party its healing energy. He knows that crimson light falling all around him. Call of Chaos...
"Everyone, stay calm! If anyone goes psychotic, hold them back." His eyes scan his fellow party members. "We need to ensure Futaba finishes the procedure! It shouldn't be much longer..."
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He was familiar with this feeling. The pain of being hit, the frustration of his plan falling apart, the worry of whether this would even work or not, that they might be doing more harm than good-
All of it just. Fell away. Coherent thought fled. Within the metaphorical control room, alarms began blaring, numbers on important-looking screens climbing at alarming rates-
Bliss. He laughed, half mad cackle and half enraged scream, and threw himself forward, whether Crow was between him and his target or not. "TOO LONG! HE CAN'T FIGHT US OFF IF I RIP HIM APART, PIECE BY FUCKING P̴I̷E̷C̸E̷!"
Captain Nemo appeared, swinging his blade wide and summoning an unreasonably-indiscriminate Heat Wave.
So that was going well.
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She was charging, moving as soon as she heard the laugh, letting Eva take the brunt-
Too slow to stop the Heat Wave, but fast enough to get between him and Crow, stop him from turning this into a bloodbath.
"It's fine! I have him, just focus on neutralizing Falcon!"
"GET THE FUCK OFF ME-"
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The whole zone became a danger. Threats. Threats. Everyone was a threat. The end. The end. Bring silence. Release power.
"Megi-"
No. No! Feel the arms around you. There is something you need to focus on. Something you need to focus on. Remember?
Ken grabbed one of the arms, and willed the space-time around him to give way. In an instant, him and Raven found themselves in a random street of the cognitive city, the fight nowhere to be seen or heard. The sudden quiet was a bit unnerving.
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He laughs again; unseen behind his mask, his eyes are wide with wonder, his expression almost exultant. He almost doesn't notice the injuries he's taking from the robot as he turns to stare at Crow. And in keeping with his deepest longing, the wish he's wrapped up and kept hidden, he screams, "You SON OF A BITCH!"
He doesn't hear the pain in his voice; he doesn't even feel it, at least right now. He stalks forward, buoyed by a wave of stability as Veles drains the robot's curse spell, and another a second later as Crow himself heals the team. Ren bares his teeth. "Are you a slimy, lying shitstain or are you just a FUCKING COWARD, Crow? How many—"
An attack slices through them all, Ren and Crow alike, and the robot, and Futaba, Ren's sister, the only person in any reality who's ever looked at him and seen him and wanted him anyway, and someone DARES—
Crow slips from Ren's brain in an instant as he spins to face the attacker. "VELES!" he screams, tearing off his mask to reveal red-tinged eyes and a face maddened by rage. Veles manifests behind him, ominous and eerie, the glowing lights of his eyes fixed, as well, on Phoenix.
Ren is going to kill him. That's all he knows, all he cares about. Phoenix attacked Futaba, and he's going to pay for it with every coin he has.
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The golden dragon complies, showering the party with more Salvation. A pity it's not enough to break Call of Chaos, but at the very least, it should ease the damage from Heat Wave.
He cannot allow this clusterfuck to get any worse.
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A fist to the solar plexus drove the breath out of his lungs. One palm at center of mass, another grabbing his arm, twist, and throw- and let Eva freeze him to the ground.
"Deal with that problem later Everyone! Hold fast! He's getting desperate and nearing the end! It's almost over!"
Don't mind her, she's just. Going to move to assist Crow in not getting stabbed.
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"Get the fuck off me! Go tackle MAGPIE—I HATE you—I'll RIP YOUR HEART OUT THROUGH YOUR BEAK, PHOENIX—"
yeah, their mothers' deaths mentioned
Someone, no two, disappeared off her screen, they weren’t dead, not yet. She can read dead bodies fine. This wasn’t it. It was like they teleported away, that might have actually happened. If the damn bird hadn’t covered her eyes then she could fucking actually give them a little bit of help and back up. If it wasn’t for the fact she didn’t think anyone else could handle this on their own then she’d be one of the first on the line to fight this fucking bot. Fuck him. Fuck Shido.
The next thing she felt was a hit to her. To her. She heard Ren losing it, but barred her teeth, shooting a warning shot out in whichever direction the hit came from, watching her screen to make sure she didn't shoot anyone. It would be a pain to have to heal them at this point. She really didn’t want that to happen right now. Not when she didn’t know that she would heal them.
When did she start laughing? Why was it all her ears could hear? Who the fuck cared? She was tired of playing nice, tired of trying to appease to their ideals, Ren fucking knew how much of a monster she was, Crow heard about some of it, it wasn't like she had really any opinions about the others. She noticed some hit on Ren, it wasn't a spell or anything, probably him punching someone, but damn that fucking made her more pissed.
She was so close to hitting the pause download button, letting his systems overwhelm each other, forcing him to shut down. She wanted to. She wanted to tear him apart. Damn the part of her that cared for anyone with her brother's face. If he hadn't share it, if he had shared Ren's. She wouldn't fucking care, but no he was made in Goro's image. It was a foolproof method against her. She might deck Goro for causing this fucking weakness. If it wasn’t for that she could have handled things on her own long ago. She would have made a different plan and make Shido on his fucking knees begging for a quick death, but he didn’t deserve it. That’s the luxury their mothers had gotten. One shot and it was over.
All of their problems were that man. She should have taken the shot when she had that chance. This might be a stupid decision but she needed to fucking see. So she dropped down, leaving her persona attached to him, gun and knife drawn.
“Get your hands off my god damn brother, Crow!” Her grip tightened on her knife, her personal choice of weaponry.
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He growls out, "Helel." And so a new Persona appears, almost statuesque in his angelic beauty. "Physical attacks won't hurt me, and I have no desire to hurt you. Now, are you all going to fucking calm down?"
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[E̴R̶R̸O̷R̶:̷ H̸E̷A̷V̴Y̵ ̷D̷A̶M̷A̸G̶E̷ ̸S̸U̶S̵T̴A̶I̵N̸E̶D̴]
[E̸R̶R̷O̵R̷:̸ ̵ALL S̶Y̴S̸T̴E̸M̶S̴ ̴F̵A̶I̴L̸I̴N̵G̸]
[A̸B̵O̷R̵T̵ ̵O̶R̶G̸I̴A̵ ̴M̴O̶D̴E̸?̶
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[O̷V̵E̸R̵R̶I̵D̵D̴E̶N̶]
[A̸B̸O̷R̴T̶I̸N̷G̷ ̸O̸R̵G̴I̸A̶ ̷M̴O̷D̷E̶]
With a whining, metallic screech, Unit #018 comes to a juddering halt, smoke rising from from its limbs, mouth, from every place smoke can possibly escape. It twitches and jerks, as if attempting to keep going, but there's a distinct clicking sound, and its remaining good arm falls uselessly next to its body.
"M̵e̶-̷m̵e̴-̵g̷i̶d̸o̴-̴l̶a̴-̸l̷a̶-̴l̷a̵-̴l̷a̸o̶n̶-n̵n̶-n̸," it stutters, the word drawn out and glitched, and Loki obeys, but the spell goes wide, purple-white explosions going off randomly without a target in mind. It tries to take a step forwards, limbs shuddering and spasming, but one of legs gives out, dropping it to its knees with a terrible clunk.
[D̴O̷W̷N̵L̵O̸A̵D̸ ̴C̵O̴M̸P̸L̴E̸T̷E̸]
[R̵U̷N̷N̴I̴N̴G̵ ̴"gitgudloser.exe"]
For a moment, Unit #018's eyes brighten, awareness returning, but just as soon, its eyes dampen again, the combination of Orgia Mode, Call of Chaos, and the general damage done to it finally taking its toll.
[E̶R̸R̷O̴R̵:̵ ̷S̵Y̶S̷T̵E̸M̵S̷ ̴D̶A̶M̶A̷G̶E̶D̷]
[E̷M̸E̴R̷G̶E̴N̷C̴Y̵ ̷S̷H̷U̴T̶D̴O̶W̷N̵ ̷I̷N̸I̶T̶I̶A̶T̵E̴D̷]
"S̷h̴-̷s̴h̴u̵t̵t̵i̵n̸g̵ ̴d̷o̶-̷o̸o̷o̸o̵w̴n̴n̷n̷n̸n̶.̵.̶.̴" it says, the words horribly glitched with a slowly lowering pitchs as they leave its mouth.
Then, its eyes go grey completely, and without ceremony, it teeters forwards and falls to the ground with an echoing thunk.
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It's enough for Crow to get off of Ren, and though Helel's physical immunity is useful, that's not what they need right now.
"Kohryu." The dragon returns. "Samarecarm, then Salvation. Include the robot this time. And I swear to god, if the rest of you still want to fight, I will see to it personally that you are knocked out before you do anything stupid."
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She went back on the task at hand, she was definitely going hunting later. She ran an external check on the bot, seemed he was alive still. He most likely just overheated. If anyone other than Ren stepped near them, she couldn't promise she wouldn't stab them.
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Rebooting systems... Please stand by...
Reboot successful.
Timestamped: dd/mm/yy ??.??.??
Error. Date and time unknown
Error. Systems overheating. Please stand by until cooler temperatures are reached.
Falcon's eyes flutter open as a wave of healing magic hits him, his deep, maroon eyes coming into view as he tilts his head up haltingly, only to drop it down again with a groan as error reports pop up in his head, his fans spinning audibly. Nope. Too hot. Can't think right now, call back later.
He feels hazy on how he overheated so much- he activated Orgia Mode? He thinks? There was a sense of... betrayal? Is that why? But his systems are still too hot to pull up the relevant memory files and view them, so instead he just lays there, waiting until he doesn't feel like a stuttering old laptop trying to run the newest high fidelity software.
Nope. No thinking for now. He'll sort out how he feels about everything in a minute or so, when his fans are done cooling him down.
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oh yeah. he's having a panic attack babes
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dead mom mention, also continuing to panic
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