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*finishes and puts my jaw back in place*
That was good. Thank you. Why did you feed me?
*Says nothing*
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*finishes and puts my jaw back in place*
That was good. Thank you. Why did you feed me?
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*pushes it off of me*
Pardon me, but I am going to eat it in a mannerless way.
*unhinges my jaw and begins to eat huge chunks of the anvil, chewing them and breaking it down, swallowing as I bite *
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Pretty name.
*my eyes slowly begin to heal*
I know, I am odd, casually talking to my torturer. Really wish I had some metal though...
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What is your name? You already know mine.
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That's Mr. House from Fallout New Vegas. He basically kept his body in a perfectly sealed-away and sterile container and hooked himself up to a mainframe and continued to live for a couple of hundred years after the nuclear war, interacting with the outside world through robots. If his chamber ever opened up, just being exposed to the outside world guaranteed his death because his body was so fragile at that point.
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**leans on a wall*
What is your name?
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Well...What now?
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Okay.
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So...are ya, like, giving me a break or something?
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Well, there weren't any crumpets so no.x