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Otto followed the rest down the stairs with a grumble, something to the tune of "No point putting this off." "By the way, who thought it was a good idea to give the blind girl a drink?" I wonder what effect alcohol will have on the cocktail. Otto kept that thought to himself, rather...

"Let the idiots nuke themselves into oblivion. After what they did to me and my family, I don't care." "Well, uh, Mia, consider the fact that they won't be nuking themselves to oblivion, they will be nuking all of us to oblivion." Octavio said, desperately trying to keep his tone from...

... you can hang out with pencilvester. Sorry I'm terribly allergic to...

"I learned how to survive, dude. No, no I learned how to thrive! And that's what I intend to keep doing. At least once this shit is out of my system and the government can't track me." " That's not going to matter when all hell breaks loose, you think you're living in a police state now? Wait...

" Right, you've got fancy cars to drive and cash to make, all things that'll be super nice to have when mass genocide hits and the planet goes to war with an alien race. Gotta make sure you've got a ride fast enough to outrun the flying saucers and death rays." Octavio remarked, voice dripping...

The question is, what do we do now? Getting this cocktail quickly, then hear her 3-year-plan? " I mean we might as well get this treatment, what happens afterwards is up to us right? At least we won't be killed when someone hits a switch." He said to Dana, " But I've already made my thoughts...

... to ghost that dab. My favorite show on Netflix is...

Do you even know what having gun is?

... getting used to not having skin. Mr. President! the invaders are the...

"Well if I'm going to spend the next week sick as a dog I'm gonna wash up first." Octavio said as he went through his hiking back pack and grabbed some of his cleaner clothes along with a tooth brush. He left the parlor and found a washroom where he was able to wash all the dirt and sweat off...

"Well... damn, first time I was school by an alien." Octavio mused, still a bit shocked, he looked over at Vagari, " Look I don't want to kill anyone and if what they're saying is true, which unless you've got a way to debunk the space alien, I say it is, then we're going to be saving thousands...

"But there's a reason you -can't- isn't there?" "I mean it sounds like there's one way she could prove it to us, but we'd need a particularly stupid volunteer and a few seconds to get just over ten meters away." Octavio interjected. My full title is 'Professor Cassandra Thurgood' or in my...

Octavio had to think. Revolution seemed unthinkable, they'd be killed just for trying. Octavio thought about joining the others and storming out of the room in disgust but that seemed wrong too, it seemed like cowardice. It wasn't that he disagreed with the Madame, he was afraid of the cost...

Octavio finished his cup of water and accepted a cup of tea. Enough people had been drinking it that he was reasonable sure it wasn't laced with anything. He took a moment to add some sugar, then some more, and before he knew it there was a small pile of undissolved sugar at the bottom of his...

"Octavio, right? Vagari." "Yeah, that's meet, nice to meet you, but you can call me Otto, it's a bit easier to say without an accent," Octavio, or Otto rather, was starting to enter full etiquette mode, just hiding behind a series of smiles and hand shakes while he was sizing up the place...