[Luceti] 6th Shuffle [Voice]

[cajunspice]

Ya’know, give a boy ‘nough time ‘nd he get to thinkin’, [Without other distraction around.] ‘nd I be thinkin’ a few of us have ‘ready had run ins with the higher ups bringin’ us back from the dead… but how?

Be it we really clones of the last ones of us? Or be we all Humpty Dumpty like ‘nd they use giant stick of super glue, or some super advance alien laser health beam or the like? ‘nd how they know where all the bits go? Not all of us be human ‘round here. Merde, not all of us be humanoid. What happens if the intern be on the job that day, someone might end up with three arms or no eyes.

If we are just patch work fixes, what happens if, I donno, we get put through a wood chipper, or disintegrated? Don’t got much left to put back together after that.

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[biophilia]

[even after a few weeks, Ginko still has no reliable frame of reference for just how much villagers' perceptions of Luceti's history has changed-- but this is a familiar topic]

I don't remember the process being that patchwork. [--but that always seemed more unsettling]

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[wildkotetsu]

Oi, oi. Kind of a gloomy subject to fall into, isn't it?

[the imagery that goes along with it isn't so beautiful either man]

A wood chipper, really?