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| 83% | My name is Daniel Granger, and I'm a biologist specializing in the computer. We are about to see the video of the most brain-stranded time, and it will be a very interesting operation that gets us out of the center. So, let's not miss it. Let's just try to find a conversation that's wide-by-you, see if you need a word for it, and tell me the dream part of the action you see on the screen. Let me show you something. Well, here comes Daniel Granger. | ▶️ |
| 84% | Oh Lucia, I know that you've come here with good friends. You wouldn't be here without them. They are the key. Think back on your journey. Think of the battles you fought. Think of the obstacles you've overcome. Think of what it took to get this far. Lucia, look to your friends. Believe in the tremendous power of the human spirit. Only then will you have a chance. Don't be afraid. You see, so far it's made a grave miscalculation. And that miscalculation is your hope. Seize it. | ▶️ |
| 91% | Presently we have Dana listed in critical condition. Come to us. There is complete unawareness of self or environment. There is no evidence of language comprehension. No evidence of voluntary responses to external stimuli. My apologies, but no one here can determine how Dana arrived at the hospital, administered her how she was attended to in such a critical condition. Um Because of the absence of Dana's recent medical history, I'm at a loss for prognosis. I can't determine with certainty how long she's been in this state. You haven't told us why she's like this. We just all know, Mrs. Scully. There are no indications of acute injuries, traumatic or non-traumatic. I can't find any signs of degenerative or metabolic disorders. We have conducted every task possible. I'd like her examined for trace evidence. Because she's been bathed and cleaned since her events. Also, there is a situation which I don't know if you're aware of. The FBI has notified us of the terms of Dana's living will. What is it? What did she say? Well, Dana is a doctor. Her criteria for determining life support is quite specific. She states that if her Glasgow Outcome Scale lists her as a mother in this condition. | ▶️ |
| 87% | And like that just seems to be a bunch of pictures are dead. This is a lot here. Secret shame. Man, this is gonna want to load. Guys! Wow. Just fuck the DSI. Hot screen. It sucks. There's a crappy system. What else is here? Let's go to uh... There's a lot of crap in here. Gander bender chain. Oh, this is gonna be good. Wow. No stealing. Draw your own seeds or have a seconder. No stealing. No hating. And I can't go more. I can't do more. This isn't just cancer. Yeah. Fuck the DSI. The crappy system. No, you don't see. I'm going crunchy real quick. Wow. Why is there really heroes in this crappy techno duct that needs a good auto tune? And look, man. Real serious crap. Screw it. I'm just gonna try off the 3D. I mean DSI. This is just stupid. Tuna Memo's crap. It just is. Don't even bother with it. Unless you want a cringe because that's the only thing Tuna Memo is good for. That's all I have to say. Thanks for watching. And I'm done with this. This is just a nightmare of cringe. | ▶️ |
| 88% | I peel the skin off my face like exposed to sydney's delay. My travels can destroy you, but unfortunately I have no idea where I've been. In the prison of my mind, a bunch of devices, spoons and speakable horrors to my friends. Bloodstains on my hands did not be washed away. I'm not losing it at last, you have to find myself inside or out of the furnace. I'm on the ground, all running to war in the first direction. There's no reason I have to take a few risks of your poisonous clothes and quartz from your veins. There's nothing left here to work for you, you can't handle that situation. I'm posing you inside or out. And your mere madness matters, and all that is left is a boring fucking mess. | ▶️ |
