Conversation · Karaoke Stand
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Shanky
Interfacing
Esprit de Corps
Conceptualization
Glen
Endurance
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The stage is all set up for your performance. Feels... silent. You can hear the pellets creak under your feet.
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"So, are you ready for your... thing now? Let me know when I should turn on the karaoke carousel."
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It's still early here. Faint daylight is seeping into the dining hall. All the tables have been wiped pristine clean for the customers to come...
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Someone's making coffee in the kitchen, but aside from that no one's really around yet. It would be a much better idea to perform in the evening, no?
Yes. You can always do it in the evening. It will be less scary with a lot of people.
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- Someone's making coffee in the kitchen, but aside from that no one's really around yet. It would be a much better idea to perform in the evening, no?
- There are some people out there, but mostly -- a post meridian slumber has fallen on the premise. Not super lively. It would be wiser to perform in the evening, no? But the choice is yours...
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There are some people out there, but mostly -- a post meridian slumber has fallen on the premise. Not super lively. It would be wiser to perform in the evening, no? But the choice is yours...
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The bar is full and buzzing with chatter. No one is paying you any attention, but still you feel your knees turn to noodles. Okay, now a couple is looking at you! Even worse...
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The dining hall has cleared up of customers for tonight. Even the kitchen is closed, and someone has turned down the lights. Maybe it's a good idea to do it in the dark like this? Almost after closing hours...
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"I would often go there. To the tiny church there. The smallest church in Saint-Saëns -- though it once was larger. How the rill may rest there. Down through the mist there. Toward the seven sisters -- toward those pale cliffs there I would often stay there. In the tiny yard there. I have been so glad here -- looking forward to the past here But now you are alone. None of this matters at all."
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A lazy applause fills the room. You feel your hands shake as awareness of your body returns to you.
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- "I would often go there. To the tiny church there. The smallest church in Saint-Saëns -- though it once was larger. How the rill may rest there. Down through the mist there. Toward the seven sisters -- toward those pale cliffs there I would often stay there. In the tiny yard there. I have been so glad here -- looking forward to the past here But now you are alone. None of this matters at all."
- "I would often go there. To the tiny church there. The smallest church in Saint-Saëns -- though it once was larger. How the rill may rest there. Down through the mist there. Toward the seven sisters -- toward those pale cliffs there I would often stay there. In the tiny yard there. I have been so glad here -- looking forward to the past here But now you are alone. None of this matters at all."
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- "I don't want to dedicate this song to anyone. I performed it for myself."
- "I want dedicate this song to whoever wrote me that fucking letter. I still love you. Thank you very much, asshole."
- "I'd like to dedicate this song to Garte for letting me sing it. It's all shit, Garte."
- "I'd like to dedicate this song to Contact Mike. Everyone else sucks."
- Thank you, Ancient Reptilian Brain.
- "I'd like to dedicate this song to the RCM. Please don't fire me."
- "I'd like to dedicate this song to the pale nothing that will devour the world."
- "I'd like to dedicate this song to my partner, Kim, even though he's not here right now."
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The microphone amplifies your voice in an uncomfortable manner. Someone coughs. Most people have gone back to talking now.
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- "I don't want to dedicate this song to anyone. I performed it for myself."
- "I want dedicate this song to whoever wrote me that fucking letter. I still love you. Thank you very much, asshole."
- "I'd like to dedicate this song to Contact Mike. Everyone else sucks."
- "I'd like to dedicate this song to the pale nothing that will devour the world."
"Good, good," the cafeteria manager intervenes to cut the moment short. "Are we ready? I want to unplug the microphone now."
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"I want dedicate this song to whoever wrote me that fucking letter. I still love you. Thank you very much, asshole."
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"Yes, well..." He clearly doesn't know how to respond -- your words caught him by surprise. "I'm just doing my job, that's all."
"But uh, are you done now? Can I unplug the microphone? I'd like to unplug the microphone." He's ready for things to get back to normal.
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There is silence now in the deep where the voice came from. It has receded -- to return only in dreams and nightmares.
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- "I don't want to dedicate this song to anyone. I performed it for myself."
- "I want dedicate this song to whoever wrote me that fucking letter. I still love you. Thank you very much, asshole."
- "I'd like to dedicate this song to Garte for letting me sing it. It's all shit, Garte."
- "I'd like to dedicate this song to Contact Mike. Everyone else sucks."
- "I'd like to dedicate this song to the pale nothing that will devour the world."
- "I'd like to dedicate this song to my partner, Kim, even though he's not here right now."
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"I'd like to dedicate this song to my partner, Kim Kitsuragi." (Nod to the lieutenant.)
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"I would often go there. To the tiny church there. The smallest church in Saint-Saëns -- though it once was larger. How the rill may rest there. Down through the mist there. Toward the seven sisters -- toward those pale cliffs there I would often stay there. In the tiny yard there. I have been so glad here -- looking forward to the past here But now you are alone. None of this matters at all."
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"I would often go there. To the tiny church there. The smallest church in Saint-Saëns -- though it once was larger. How the rill may rest there. Down through the mist there. Toward the seven sisters -- toward those pale cliffs there I would often stay there. In the tiny yard there. I have been so glad here -- looking forward to the past here But now you are alone. None of this matters at all."
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A rather lonely applause echoes through the mostly empty cafeteria. It's Garte. "Not bad," he tells you with an approving nod.
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- "I would often go there. To the tiny church there. The smallest church in Saint-Saëns -- though it once was larger. How the rill may rest there. Down through the mist there. Toward the seven sisters -- toward those pale cliffs there I would often stay there. In the tiny yard there. I have been so glad here -- looking forward to the past here But now you are alone. None of this matters at all."
- "I would often go there. To the tiny church there. The smallest church in Saint-Saëns -- though it once was larger. How the rill may rest there. Down through the mist there. Toward the seven sisters -- toward those pale cliffs there I would often stay there. In the tiny yard there. I have been so glad here -- looking forward to the past here But now you are alone. None of this matters at all."
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"Yes. Not bad at all." The lieutenant joins in. You feel your hands shake as awareness of your body returns to you.
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No reply. There is silence now in the deep where the voice came from. It has receded into you, to return only in dreams and nightmares.
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"Okay. Yes. I'm going to unplug the microphone, so you can get off the stage now."
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"I would often go there. To the tiny church there. The smallest church in Saint-Saëns -- though it once was larger. How the rill may rest there. Down through the mist there. Toward the seven sisters -- toward those pale cliffs there I would often stay there. In the tiny yard there. I have been so glad here -- looking forward to the past here But now you are alone. None of this matters at all."
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"I would often go there. To the tiny church there. The smallest church in Saint-Saëns -- though it once was larger. How the rill may rest there. Down through the mist there. Toward the seven sisters -- toward those pale cliffs there I would often stay there. In the tiny yard there. I have been so glad here -- looking forward to the past here But now you are alone. None of this matters at all."
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- "I would often go there. To the tiny church there. The smallest church in Saint-Saëns -- though it once was larger. How the rill may rest there. Down through the mist there. Toward the seven sisters -- toward those pale cliffs there I would often stay there. In the tiny yard there. I have been so glad here -- looking forward to the past here But now you are alone. None of this matters at all."
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Do you hear that? It's the most pathetic applause in the world, Harry. Made of pity. No one liked you.
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- Did you hear that? The most pathetic applause in the world. Made of pity. No matter the time of day, or how small the audience -- this is a pitiful applause.
- Do you hear that? The most pathetic applause in the world. Made of pity. No one liked you -- they think you're a joke.
- Do you hear that? It's the most pathetic applause in the world, Harry. Made of pity. No one liked you.