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Oh, it's over. That's... something. I was just logging on to say goodbye. A less parasitic company offered me a provisional position while I finish my major. Good on the Town, I guess. Now no one has to deal with Desper than him, at least, right? Is anyone there? I guess it's early. I'm just...

Any idea how I could get fired without making it look like it was on purpose?

With all the fiber of my being I despise the hardware this shitty company gave me. This is basically impossible. Desper explained it, but he’s, uh. He’s been asleep for a while. Really asleep. He’s not moving.

He’s swearing about zangoose now. A lot. He’s taking breaks from chugging a bottle of scotch to shout about a zangoose. He’s on his eighth bottle. He seems fine.

I guess Nip got double roleclaimed, which is suspicious, but we know for a fact Jen lied. Also, Desper just chugged, like an entire handle at once. I haven't seen someone pull off something like that since college. He was a lot bigger than Desper, though. How do pokémon work? Can they get...

If I make a decision for him, can I get fired? I hope so. I'm gonna vote Jen for him and hope my boss fires me. Also, she's by far the most suspicious. Why is anyone voting for Nip?

uhh okay, so it doesn't look like he's coming out. for a bit. What do I do? I mean, can I just fuck off? My friend's got some fucking great turnip prices right now.

Oh shit you— [[Smoking iron burned through Tefiren's crest, one more for each of his wings. The shots rang out and echoed slowly into silence. As the sound faded, his steady paw started to shake. "No." He dropped the spent 'munitions and pulled replacements from his belt. "I do not have anyun...

[["Life ain't nuttin' to ya, is it?" Desper grumbled. "We ain't got no reason t'spect'im, an' we c'n clear'm w'thout anyun innocent dyin'."]] There's not much evidence against Nip right now, besides the double roleclaim, which we can just verify tomorrow. Meanwhile, Jen has massive holes in her...

[["Y'think this's some kinda game, bird-brain?" Desper spat. "Life'n death ain't no game."]] Can I please tell him? If not, can someone else do the honors? Preferably someone he doesn't trust so he can argue with them. [[Desper thumped his paws along his opposite arms. "Well, can't say I blame...

[[“Y’all just wanna give’m all th’info, don’t you?” Desper grumbled. A moment’s thought, though, and he realized he had little to lose. “I ain’t some ‘bsessive boy in ir’n. Target’s by the night.”]] He is saying he’s not a Seraph Knight. Just a normal protector.

I talked with my boss, and he just said he's really proud of my work. He's thinking of extending my internship. Nothing about paying me. Kill me. [[Desper bit his tongue, gritting his teeth. "I 'preciate lookin' at the shine on a shoe, but th'underside's got 'nuff to reek a room."]] Does...

[["See?" Desper spat. "Y'own's 'gainst ya, you slip-slidin' lil runt up all on a heifer's fresh-made pie."]] Do you think I would get fired if I told my boss I didn't understand that one? I hope so.

[[Desper rubbed his chin. "If'n th'espurr's 'round this time 'round, she mighta gotten blocked. Ntairow's been 'xonerated. We know's they gots a blocker now."]] He's saying that since— [["I'on't need you!" Desper shouted at th'air. "I'm easy t'understand 's a boy 'n a barnhouse."]] Can...

[[As the ground trembled from th'impact, Desper stood and turned to the 'tend to be dragon. "That I do." Sorrow still in his eyes, he returned its hat to its place and bowed. "Thank ye f'r hittin' the wicked. I 'pologize f'throwin' s'much s'picion y'r way. Ain't none o' that in m'mind now. I...

[["What 'n the...," Desper flipped at the phone's screen after reading through the messages. Message of Ntairow's elimination strikes his heart next. He casts the phone aside and heads to the not a bird's abode. Once more, two boards'n twine appear, and he says a prayer as he ties them into a...

[[Desper shook his head, grin spreadin’ his cheeks. “Aint’n issue ‘t’all. I ride mares, not stallions.”]] He... his dating—he isn’t interested in men.

[[“Votin’s closin’ soon, ain’it?” Desper asked ‘mself. “Well, might’s well reiterate mine’s goin’ t’wards that’n.”]] Profesor Finnar. He means Professor Finnar.

*taken, God. Desper’s inability to speak a full word is infecting me. [[“I’ll choose not t’comment on that’n.”]] You just did. [[Desper ignored the intern and went back to Nip. “Aw, think I ain’t got’nuff actual to buy you a night? I’d make it worth your while.”]] Please don’t make me...