A/N: Okay, now here is Chapter 1. Peace.

Also this is kinda gonna be written in 2nd person cus I wanna try new things. Lol.

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Your eyes snap open to some... colorful... saturated... place...

Uh...

You're on... a stage?

Yeah, a stage, a... huge, red curtain behind you, several objects above you (two eyes, a few random shapes, a blue flower in a pot, and a... gramaphone?) floating in a circle.

And there's someone next to you. She's noticably shorter than you, wearing a red and blue striped jester-esc outfit with yellow details, pale near white skin, a jester-like hat that's the same color as her oufit with bits of brown hair sticking out.

She looks... oddly animated... uh...

She feels around her body, looking shocked.

"Wha- where- what?"

She looks around, scared, and sees you.

"Who are you!?"

"Uh..."

Is all you can say.

Your name is-

Is.

Is...

...

...

...

What's your name?

...

Why...

Why can't your remember it..?

Who...ever this person is, seems to realize you're just as lost as her.

She looks around again, and you look where she's looking because you have no idea what else to do, and you both see... a red door marked 'exit'?

The jester and you share a look for a moment, then both run for the door, the Jester just in front of you.

Just about she's going to open the door, it devolves into particles, causing the jester to fall back from shock, causing you to stumble back and trip on your tail, and both of you land on the floor-

Wait- you- you don't-

Didn't- 

Have a tail!

Why do-

Why do you have one now?

The flower pot suddenly falls onto to the floor, causing the jester to scooch back. You two stand up as the flower starts...

Clipping into the floor?

What G-mod, Skyrim ass logic is this?

...

What's G-mod or Skyrim..?

...

What the fuck is going on?

The jester backs up into you, causing you to fall into... another person, who falls into another person, who falls into yet another person, as the cheery music in the background trails off like someone quickly ended it.

And all those people look... weird...

A periwinkle humanoid rabbit with yellow teeth, eyes, and gloves, and wearing a muted red pair of overalls with yellow buttons..?

A large humanoid white chess piece wearing some kind of... purple robe with white fur..?

Red ribbons wrapped into a vaguley humanoid shape with some kind of... mask for a head crying over a broken mask..?

And there's two more people too...

A large ragdoll with red curls and a blue patchwork dress, who seems one of the most normal looking...

And... uh... a large humanoid mix-and-match toy is the easiest way to describe them.

You quickly stand up and step next to the jester, staring at these... strange, strange people infront of you.

"Caine."

The rabbit speaks, and it sounds... kind of familiar...

A few people look up at someone, so you naturally look up too and see...

Uh...

A humanoid person wearing a red suit with... a head that looks like one of those chattering teeth toys with two heterochromic eyes inside, one blue and one green, and a floating top hat above his head, holding a cane. This is... probably Caine.

"Are these some of your NPC's, or are these two new suckers? Because of they're new characters, we're gonna have to redo this whole theme song."

He looks and sounds... so annoyed by the idea of that.

Huh, his mouth never opened when he talked, just his mouth moving over his teeth.

"I'm not doing that again."

How does the mix-and-match person talk with no mouth?

Why do they sound sassy?

What is this?

WHY CAN'T YOU REMEMBER ANYTHING!?

"My my! It appears two new humans have entered this realm!"

Caine points his cane (lol) at you and the jester.

"How-"

You look over at the jester, who's pulling at her face, panicked. Literally pulling her eyelids away from her face.

"Do I- take this- headset off!?"

Headset?

...

Oh yeah! You put on a headset! That must be why you're here!

Okay, small answers... small... answers...

"Just keep grabbing at it, it worked for all of us."

The jester keeps struggling as she pulls at her face...

You should probably stop her...

"Uh- jester-lady? I... I don't think that's working..."

You grimace as she literally pulls one of her eyes out, a streching sound filling your ears.

Then her features snap back into place as her head wobbles. She looks at her hands, worried and confused.

"What's... going on. I- I- put on some weird headset and now I'm... here."

She looks around at everyone.

"Who are you people? Why can't I take it off? Where am I!?"

You are... much calmer for some reason than this jester.

This... almost feels right to you...

Ugh... why can't you just remember everything and make things easier..?

"Let's just- calm down."

You look over at the ragdoll,  a bit confused.

Why do all these people seem... oddly familiar to you..?

She walks up to you two, but specifically to the jester who looks... like a fish out of water.

"Everything's gonna be okay new stuff, we've all been through this. You just gotta get your head-"

"WHAT THE [BEEP] IS GOING ON!?"

Did the... swear just get censored?

Both the jester and you are confused as hell.

"Wha?"

Caine floats a bit closer, hands on his hips, and a slightly annoyed look despite his head being fucking dentures.

"Now now now, my dear! We can't have any of that "foul language" around here! The amazing digital circus is a place to be enjoyed by all ages!"

Are all swears censored?

Caine points at the jester and you.

"You my friends have stumbled into an incredible world of wonder! Where anything can happen!"

He pauses.

"E- Except for swearing."

You decide to see if anything that's cussing is censored. Because it's the only natural response.

"[BEEP]. [BEEP]. [BLEEP]. [BEEPITY]. [BLEEPITY]. [BEEP]. [BEEP]. [BEEP]!"

Everything you could think of... you even threw some slurs in there just to make sure.

Nada results.

Everything is indeed censored.

The Jester looks horrified.

"Oh my god..."

Well, at least that's not censored.

Small wins people.

Small wins.

...

Who are you even talking to like this?

"Well..."

She gestures to you and her.

"How do we... y'know... leave?"

"Uh-"

Caine kinda... stops moving.

...

What is this even?

"Uh- well..."

The ragdoll starts talking, obviously concerned.

"Don't freak out about it or anything, but... uh... we... don't exactly..."

"You can't."

When you weren't paying attention, the rabbit kinda just waltzed right up next to you, giving you and the jester a smug little smirk that makes you want to punch him in the teeth.

"What."

You and the jester say that in sinc, yours much more confused compared to hers.

"Shut up Jax."

The mix-and-match person shoots a glare at the rabbit, presumably Jax, and their gaze soften at you and the jester.

"But yeah. He's right. Welcome to your new home. And your new bodies."

New body?

You look down at yourself, seeing that you're wearing some kind of cuffs similar to a clowns around your neck, wrists, and ankles, light pink in color, and with some golden jingle bells on it. Your body is black and convered in a short fur with different patterns of faintly glowing hot pink on it, with a long prehinsile black tail similar to an alligators, except fur instead of ridges and ending in a large plume of white fur similar to your... hair. Circles on your underbelly. Stripes on your arms and legs, and a few spirals, plus your claws on your feet and hands being the same hot pink. You also have light grey feathered wings, with the same hot pink details on it. You also have a snout that's similar, and a bit of white hair in your eyes, but you can't see everything you look like.

Uh...

This is how you look?

...

Are you a dragon?

Uh...

Cool..?

You like dragons.

You think...

"N- N- New home?"

Oh right. The mix-and-match person said 'new home' too. You were more focused on your body though.

"What do you mean by... 'new home'?"

Look at you, participating in a conversation!

"Guys... don't be mean..."

Jax zooms around to stand infront of me and the jester, grinning.

"We've been stuck here for years."

He gestures to a pillow fort.

"Old Kinger over there has supposedly been here the longest."

The pillow fort opens and the humanoid chess piece, Kinger, peeks out.

"Did someone say something about an insect collection?"

He looks hopeful.

It's a bit precious...

...

Why are your thoughts so... weird..?

Then you realize Kinger is staring at you.

...

Weird...

Then Jax suddenly zooms between you and the jester.

"That's why he's craaazy."

Jax chuckles for a moment, then he looks annoyed.

People here are weird.

Then the jester starts hyperventilating.

OH NO-

YOU CAN'T HAVE SOMEONE HAVING A PANIC ATTACK RIGHT NOW-

WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO- 

UH- UH-

You quickly grab her hand in a makeshift attempt of reassurace.

Why?

You don't know.

Your thoughts are a swirled mess.

It feels like your mind got... wet wiped or something.

The jester quickly glances at you, and calms down.

"Ohhhh, okay! Now I get it!"

She looks... like she's making up a lie for herself.

"This is a dream! And I should just play along until I wake up, right?"

At the "right", her pupils shrink slightly.

She looks like she's desperately hoping this is a dream.

But it sure doesn't feel like a dream to me...

"Whatever you say kid."

...

Okay, why does Jax seem like a fucking jerk?

Then Jax peers at you.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute..."

He walks around you, and you can't help but tightening your wings and grabbing you tail to try to avoid being touched.

"...Y/N?"

Is... that your name?

"Wh- wha?"

The ragdoll approaches you too.

"Jax, why did you-"

Then she looks at you too.

...

Why are these people staring at you.

The ragdoll seems a little crestfallen.

"Oh... oh dear..."

...

"They... do look exactly like the character model they showed us for how they wanted to look if they ever showed up here..."

What are they talking about?

What's going on?

"...why are you calling me that?"

The ragdoll calmly holds up her hands.

"Y/N, calm down... it's just-"

"Y/N? Is that my name?"

WHAT'S GOING ON!?

"Okay! Breathe... breathe..."

CALM- DOWN- DAMMIT!

"Y/N is your name, and we'll... uh... we're your friends! When you... we're human at least..."

She trails off, and Jax speaks up.

"Why are you here Y/N? Thought you said agreed not to despite your life being a dumpster fire?"

The ragdoll shoots Jax a look.

"Leave her alone! She obviously can't remember anything, like how we couldn't!"

Jax rolls his eyes and backs off.

Your shaking like a leaf, panicked.

"Hey... hey... calm down... everything's okay Y/N..."

She gently pats you on the head.

Who are you?

How do they know you?

Is Y/N really your name?

Are they lying to you?

WHAT'S GOING ON!?

"They broke my comedy mask..."

The very miserable voice snaps you out of your train of thought as you look over at the ribbon person, crying over a broken mask similar to their head.

Jax calmly walks on the broken maskm breaking it even more as the ribbon person let's out a sob.

"So Caine, do we got a new adventure for the newbies or what?"

Caine twirls his cane (lol) and points it at you and the jester.

"I'd like to give our brand new member, and Y/N, a tour of the circus grounds first!"

He flies down and grabs you and the jester.

"Caine, are you sure it's a good idea to take Y/N right-"

Caine cuts off the ragdoll, ignoring her concern for you.

"Of course it is! She needs a refresher of what this place looks like! Off we go!"

Then the three zoom out of the circus into a brightly colored landscape which they float above.

The ground below is a soft green, covered in cartoonish trees, with a pale blue sky. There's a yellow and red striped circus tent which you flew out of, a brown path leading down. The area is surrounded at the back by a ring of pale grey-blue mountains with obviously fake snow on top.

The jester looks scared and you feel alarmed.

It wouldn't surprise you if Caine had some form of ADHD...

"Here we have the Tent!"

Giant yellow words appear next to you, which the jester seems not to notice and Caine seems to ignore.

You see em though. They say 'THE TENT-. They are quite big.

"This is where your living quarters are as well as all sorts of other activities! The activities include-"

And then he blue screens. Like, his eyes become the blue error screens. The jester leans slightly closer to him in concern, and you watch the cane spin behind you guys in the air.

"-ballpits, minigolf, and more!"

This snaps you back to what's going on from your focus on the cane and you look back at... Caine.

...

What.

Then he grabs both of your arms and takes you out further, where you realize the sky is half night and half day, bug everything is lit up like it's day.

There's a lake with a boat in it and a tower with a very long red slide leading down into the lake. Across from it, is a carnival-esc place with lots of rides and such cramed into a small area.

"Here we have the Grounds!"

Another block of yellow text forms above you three, that reads 'THE GROUNDS'.

The jester notices this text and stares up at it blankly, her mouth agape.

...

What are those words your thinking?

"Drown yourself in the Digital Lake!"

A giant white hand just manifests and points at the Lake.

"Or engage in ridery at the Digital Carnival!"

The hand floats over to point at the Carnival.

...

You fucking pray there's a therapists office somewhere because lord knows you need that.

"Night? Day?"

He points at the moon and the sun respectively.

"It's all okay! The choice is yours, a cosmic buffet!"

...

WHY IS HE LIKE THIS!?

"Is... that all there is?"

The jester asks sheepishly, and Caine zooms down between you two.

"Of course not!"

Then you float out into a white digital space.

The jester looks around, but you're locked staring straight ahead at...

"This is the Void!"

Whatever the hell it is...

"We don't venture out into the Void... not even I know what's out there."

It's...

"That's-"

Then you all zoom back to floating above the Grounds and you recover from... the thing you saw but couldn't make out that gave vibes of an elderitch horror.

"We stay right here, where I can keep my hundreds of all seeing eyes on you."

There's a faint "ooo" sound as a dozen-ish eyes manifest around him, all staring at the jester and you.

"Hello Caine, I love you."

The jester and you stare at the Moon concern, who said that for some reason, as Caine yelps and the eyes disappear.

"Uh- let's get out of here before the Moon gets frisky-"

He begins pushing you and the jester away, but she seems to be staring at something.

You can't see what it is before you all zoom back to the inside of the Tent.

He drops you both as the jester suddenly throws up a black sludge, her eyes swirls.

"Woah. Clean up on aisle you."

You look back at the others, who aren't too phased, and a bubble that looks like a Mario Chomper floats out of Caine's hat.

...

What's a Mario Chomper?

"I got it boss!"

Then the bubble manifests a tongue and starts... licking up the sludge.

"...why are you like this?"

Okay, if this bubble can make Caine concerned, I'm scared.

...

What have I gotten myself into..?

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A/N: Sorry for the posting! Gotta love losing focus and moral because your depresso and need more expresso! :D

There's plenty of mystery happening, and just when Y/N wakes up too!

I wonder how they all know who Y/N is..? Well, except Pomni of course!

Bai! ;3

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Y/N - Your Name

Ḍ̴̟͎̭̘̫̺͚̤̻͎̺̙͍͈̹̩̘͖́̒́̓͗̽̔͂͒̊̆͗̽̾̇̈͑͗͗̂́͂̕̚̚̕̚͜͝͝͝A̷̡̡̛̛̠͍̪͙̜̰̲͈̳͉͇̫̰̘̼̳̜͌̊̐̎̂̐̀̈̍̍̉̈́̽̀̋̐͌͑̒̓̌̈́̃͊̉̿̚̚͜͜͜͝͝͝͠͠Y̴̨̢̢̧͍͍̼̳̪͕̯̭̼͉̜͓̬̳̭̤̟̻̗̝͚͇̫̹͎̖̌̀͐̀͑̇̇̃̽̎̍̓̑͊̃̐̔͋̔̈́̃̊̉͌͂̑̓̐͗͌͑̈́͊͒̕͘͜͜͝͝ͅͅ ̷̛͕̞̱̥̱̩̞̩̩̺̣̞̗̼̞̣̠̹̟̬̹̜̭̪̠̖̤̞̹̙͉̯͉̝͚̮̳̟͔̪͔̬̳͈̬̾̆̔̂̍̓̓̄͊̓͛̈̃̄̅̏͂̓̌̔̾̿͂̚̚͘͠͠͝͠Á̴̙̪̯̪͇̦͙̰̪̙̺̭͖̬͎̦̯̱̮̬͚͇͔̉̓̀͊̓͒̒̈́̌̃̑̓̅̑̐̈͑͝ͅF̸̜̬̟͛̔͛̍̾̽͌̈́̃̍͂̈̚Ţ̴̨̡̛̻̻͙̬͖̲͍̰̤̙̱͈̳̳̟͔͚̖̖̩̫̺̥̙̺͔̦̠̖͙̯̩͍̗̱̼̮͊̆͆̓̃̈̑̉̓̀̃̔̔̽͌̈́̓͑͒̆̇͗͑̽̀̈́͊̽͗̀̋̓͛͊͆͗́̎̅̕̕͜ͅͅȨ̸̧̡̤̳̹̞͍͕̟͚̟͖̺̭̰̱̪̩̯̫̖̩̫̜̤͚̫̫̤̀̈́̂̓̓̊̆̑́͊̑͊̾̅̍̆́͛͒̈́̓̄͒̅͆̐̽͐̈́͛͑̾͝͝R̷̢̧̧͉̱͓̖͉͔͉̼͕͎̬̯̞̪̳̥̘̲̜͕̯̙͕͎̳͙͔̥͙̪̭͖̪͚̖͙̻̣̳̓̈̀͒̈̒͐̽̌͆͆͒̏̅̈́̋̓͊̓̒̒̇͒̈́̓̃͘̚̕̕͜͜ͅ ̶̨̢̭̩̠̳̠̫̖͈̺̫͖̱̰̭̙̪̻̰̗̤͍̬̠̩̫͈̙͈̪̻̘͈̖͈̟͔̭̹͈͆̔̎̔̄̂̀͑̀͗̿̂̇̿̇̉̀̃͋̐͘̕̕̕͜͠ͅḐ̷̢̮̭͔͚͉̺̥̺̳̥͖̺̺̖̭̮̦͕̩̤̦̬̱͖͇̤͈̱̠̒́̃̿̋̔͒̒̈́̈́͒̍̂́́̀̐̿̓̑͂̔͌̆̐̋̀̄̄͐̀̆̈̕͘̚͜͝Ă̶̢͈̪̪̩̦̘͎̱͔͉͓̺̣̩̪̫͓̻̥̤̖̥̳̘̩̬̙̜̱͔͇̠̼̆̿̌͌̄̉̚͜͝ͅͅͅY̸̢̨̨̨̨̢̛̲̲̲̯̝͈̱̰̜̪̯̭̥̙̙̣̼̅́͊̿̿̾͋͑̉͐̈́̑͌̓̈̀̓̈́́̑̍́͌͋͐̈̾̊̏̓̃̎͑̕͘̚͠͠͠ͅ 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̷̨̧̢̛͈̰̖͙̜͚̬̼̬̬́͒͒̉̄̌̐̎̀̂̾̍̿̈́̆̅̚͠Ḑ̴̢̛̣̪̟̝̻͖̞̬͙̖̖̣̋̆͋̌͂̆͐̍̈́̾̓̍̾͂̆̓̏̅̿̿͂͗͑͌̒̄͝͠͝ͅA̵̡̢̨̖̥͙̖͖̮̣̦̮̰̤̳̫̩̻̗̣̾͆̾́̌̿̀͆̓́͒̿̂̽̈̓̈́̋̊̍̒͑͝͝͠ͅͅŸ̴̛͔̲̣̹̘͇̑̓̇̐̈́̎́́̍͗̊̾̋͋̈́͒̆̀̉̑̐̾͒̉͒́̍̈̏̍͐͛͂̋͒̕͘̚ ̸̢̨̖̳̜̜̹͍̠̩͐̆̓̃ͅA̶̧̧̡̨̢̛͙̼̹̩̪̮̯̗̙̤̤̬͓̝̫͔͍̼͕͉̠̙̝̦͖̟̣̯̙̜͈̅͋̔̓̐͆̎͑̊̓̿̑̀̌̓̐̉̌̿̇͘̚͘͜͝F̷̱̱̫̰͈̯͙͍̙̻͍͙̱̩̲̪̘͈̪̮̠̭͕͔̖̭̝̫̱̪̬̦̣̠̖̲̘̲̓͆͐̒̀̓͆̍̌͋͛͋̾͜͜ͅͅŢ̷̧̢̡̠̜̮̙͓̺̪̼̯̲̱̫͉̠̫̲͎̻͖͍͎̻͖͙̩̻̥̹̫͍̟͉̖̦͕͛̋̉̀̍Ę̶̢̨̜̩̲̞̰͇̙̞̝̘͍̜̲̪̟̠̱̲̗̣̫͖͕̘̥̻̮́̉̎̌̑̾̂̆̊͆͛̉̉̐͌̂̎̅̃͆̾͑̚̕͘̚͠͝͝͠͝ͅṘ̷̨̧̨͖̣͙̣̜̺͉̼͙̬͇̘̳̤̲͎̫̥̬̥͚̤̤̣̗͈͙͇͙̩̖̩͖͜ͅͅ Ḍ̴̟͎̭̘̫̺͚̤̻͎̺̙͍͈̹̩̘͖́̒́̓͗̽̔͂͒̊̆͗̽̾̇̈͑͗͗̂́͂̕̚̚̕̚͜͝͝͝A̷̡̡̛̛̠͍̪͙̜̰̲͈̳͉͇̫̰̘̼̳̜͌̊̐̎̂̐̀̈̍̍̉̈́̽̀̋̐͌͑̒̓̌̈́̃͊̉̿̚̚͜͜͜͝͝͝͠͠Y̴̨̢̢̧͍͍̼̳̪͕̯̭̼͉̜͓̬̳̭̤̟̻̗̝͚͇̫̹͎̖̌̀͐̀͑̇̇̃̽̎̍̓̑͊̃̐̔͋̔̈́̃̊̉͌͂̑̓̐͗͌͑̈́͊͒̕͘͜͜͝͝ͅͅ ̷̛͕̞̱̥̱̩̞̩̩̺̣̞̗̼̞̣̠̹̟̬̹̜̭̪̠̖̤̞̹̙͉̯͉̝͚̮̳̟͔̪͔̬̳͈̬̾̆̔̂̍̓̓̄͊̓͛̈̃̄̅̏͂̓̌̔̾̿͂̚̚͘͠͠͝͠Á̴̙̪̯̪͇̦͙̰̪̙̺̭͖̬͎̦̯̱̮̬͚͇͔̉̓̀͊̓͒̒̈́̌̃̑̓̅̑̐̈͑͝ͅF̸̜̬̟͛̔͛̍̾̽͌̈́̃̍͂̈̚Ţ̴̨̡̛̻̻͙̬͖̲͍̰̤̙̱͈̳̳̟͔͚̖̖̩̫̺̥̙̺͔̦̠̖͙̯̩͍̗̱̼̮͊̆͆̓̃̈̑̉̓̀̃̔̔̽͌̈́̓͑͒̆̇͗͑̽̀̈́͊̽͗̀̋̓͛͊͆͗́̎̅̕̕͜ͅͅȨ̸̧̡̤̳̹̞͍͕̟͚̟͖̺̭̰̱̪̩̯̫̖̩̫̜̤͚̫̫̤̀̈́̂̓̓̊̆̑́͊̑͊̾̅̍̆́͛͒̈́̓̄͒̅͆̐̽͐̈́͛͑̾͝͝R̷̢̧̧͉̱͓̖͉͔͉̼͕͎̬̯̞̪̳̥̘̲̜͕̯̙͕͎̳͙͔̥͙̪̭͖̪͚̖͙̻̣̳̓̈̀͒̈̒͐̽̌͆͆͒̏̅̈́̋̓͊̓̒̒̇͒̈́̓̃͘̚̕̕͜͜ͅ ̶̨̢̭̩̠̳̠̫̖͈̺̫͖̱̰̭̙̪̻̰̗̤͍̬̠̩̫͈̙͈̪̻̘͈̖͈̟͔̭̹͈͆̔̎̔̄̂̀͑̀͗̿̂̇̿̇̉̀̃͋̐͘̕̕̕͜͠ͅḐ̷̢̮̭͔͚͉̺̥̺̳̥͖̺̺̖̭̮̦͕̩̤̦̬̱͖͇̤͈̱̠̒́̃̿̋̔͒̒̈́̈́͒̍̂́́̀̐̿̓̑͂̔͌̆̐̋̀̄̄͐̀̆̈̕͘̚͜͝Ă̶̢͈̪̪̩̦̘͎̱͔͉͓̺̣̩̪̫͓̻̥̤̖̥̳̘̩̬̙̜̱͔͇̠̼̆̿̌͌̄̉̚͜͝ͅͅͅY̸̢̨̨̨̨̢̛̲̲̲̯̝͈̱̰̜̪̯̭̥̙̙̣̼̅́͊̿̿̾͋͑̉͐̈́̑͌̓̈̀̓̈́́̑̍́͌͋͐̈̾̊̏̓̃̎͑̕͘̚͠͠͠ͅ ̷̢̨̧̛̰͉̩̤̳̙̜̮̳̩̠͍̩͔͓̯̩̞͙͎̠̭̲̭̥̖̝̐̌̽̓͛͑̅̂̏̑͐̋̊̚͘͠A̸̧̧̛̛̪͙̲̲͕͎̼̖͍̮̣͈̠̲̖͙͎̞͉̣̹̙͓̋̀̽̒̓̋́́͒́̆̈͊̄͌͋̃̒̾̓͐̍̆̆̽̆́̎̓̈́́̽͗̉̈́͘̚̕͝͠͝ͅͅF̷͉̩̂̾̅̽̄̓̆̀́̈́͒̄͛͂̇̈́͋̔͘̕͝͠T̸̡̡̛͇̻̼̺͙̩̬̘͎̯̹̺̟͔̖͔̙̳͎̞͚̪̦̯̜͈̬͖̈̍̉̅͐̏̂̄̈̈́͗̌̀̈́̂͛̓̍̅͌͗̊͋̊̉̐̒̑́̈́̑̕̕͜͜͝͝͝ͅĘ̸̧̢̧̛̛̥̜̺͇͉͈̲̖̠͇̝̻̲͚͙̠̝̟̟͓̙͉͎̼͇͕̩̝͕̗̠̐̎̏͌̏̔́̄͗̔͌̍̓͗͆̈́̋̅͒̋͒́̔̈́̒͊̽͂͂͂͐̑͐̀͗̔̚͜͝͝͝͝͝͝R̷̢̨̢̞͈̱͈͔̫̣̻̰̞͚̤̬̩̼̦̘̭͇̺̭̼̟̭͕͔͕̫̲̣̼̭͉̹̦͓̗͘͜ 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̶̨̢̭̩̠̳̠̫̖͈̺̫͖̱̰̭̙̪̻̰̗̤͍̬̠̩̫͈̙͈̪̻̘͈̖͈̟͔̭̹͈͆̔̎̔̄̂̀͑̀͗̿̂̇̿̇̉̀̃͋̐͘̕̕̕͜͠ͅḐ̷̢̮̭͔͚͉̺̥̺̳̥͖̺̺̖̭̮̦͕̩̤̦̬̱͖͇̤͈̱̠̒́̃̿̋̔͒̒̈́̈́͒̍̂́́̀̐̿̓̑͂̔͌̆̐̋̀̄̄͐̀̆̈̕͘̚͜͝Ă̶̢͈̪̪̩̦̘͎̱͔͉͓̺̣̩̪̫͓̻̥̤̖̥̳̘̩̬̙̜̱͔͇̠̼̆̿̌͌̄̉̚͜͝ͅͅͅY̸̢̨̨̨̨̢̛̲̲̲̯̝͈̱̰̜̪̯̭̥̙̙̣̼̅́͊̿̿̾͋͑̉͐̈́̑͌̓̈̀̓̈́́̑̍́͌͋͐̈̾̊̏̓̃̎͑̕͘̚͠͠͠ͅ ̷̢̨̧̛̰͉̩̤̳̙̜̮̳̩̠͍̩͔͓̯̩̞͙͎̠̭̲̭̥̖̝̐̌̽̓͛͑̅̂̏̑͐̋̊̚͘͠A̸̧̧̛̛̪͙̲̲͕͎̼̖͍̮̣͈̠̲̖͙͎̞͉̣̹̙͓̋̀̽̒̓̋́́͒́̆̈͊̄͌͋̃̒̾̓͐̍̆̆̽̆́̎̓̈́́̽͗̉̈́͘̚̕͝͠͝ͅͅF̷͉̩̂̾̅̽̄̓̆̀́̈́͒̄͛͂̇̈́͋̔͘̕͝͠T̸̡̡̛͇̻̼̺͙̩̬̘͎̯̹̺̟͔̖͔̙̳͎̞͚̪̦̯̜͈̬͖̈̍̉̅͐̏̂̄̈̈́͗̌̀̈́̂͛̓̍̅͌͗̊͋̊̉̐̒̑́̈́̑̕̕͜͜͝͝͝ͅĘ̸̧̢̧̛̛̥̜̺͇͉͈̲̖̠͇̝̻̲͚͙̠̝̟̟͓̙͉͎̼͇͕̩̝͕̗̠̐̎̏͌̏̔́̄͗̔͌̍̓͗͆̈́̋̅͒̋͒́̔̈́̒͊̽͂͂͂͐̑͐̀͗̔̚͜͝͝͝͝͝͝R̷̢̨̢̞͈̱͈͔̫̣̻̰̞͚̤̬̩̼̦̘̭͇̺̭̼̟̭͕͔͕̫̲̣̼̭͉̹̦͓̗͘͜ ̵̧̭̬̲̩͍̜̱̠̬̜͎̫̦̥̗͍͓̭͍̭̰̣̯͙̦͓̫͕̘͉̻͎̮͕̫̍̾͊͑̍̌̀͜ͅD̸͓͍̄̂͒̎͐̋̀̀͗́̑̆̄̃̈͊͂̍̋̌̈́̅̓̏͋͆̓̌̉̒̌̇͂̂͆͐͑̆̊̋̽̌̚̕̚͠͝Ḁ̴̡̪̦̫̳̩͔̠̩̜͗́̉̀̚͘ͅY̶̢̢̧͕͕̼̘͔̣̪̟̦̰̘̰̟̱͇̼̺̗̯̙̟͖͑̇́̏̐̒̂̀͌̊̑̓̌̋͒̃͌̈́̊̊̍̿͑͌̋̆̌͒̑̍͊͗̐̐͂̄̄̕͘̚̚͜͝͠͝ ̷̢̛͈̩̺͔̙̖͙͈̼́͊̋͌̀͗͒̽̇͋̿̈̌͂̽̽̑̅̋͘͜ͅĀ̵̧̭̩͎̦̳̪̗̰̝̳̹͕̪͕͈̘̘̺̘̂͜ͅF̵̨̢̨̨̧̧̩̖̘͔̦͙͔̗̟̟̦̩͓͇͙̠̩̙̥̼̖̬̖̝͉̞̟̟̦͇̟̜̮̩͔̟̰͇͕͌͑͂̀̋̊͆̎̆̿̎̇͛̋̃͋̅̋̓̀͛͘̕̚T̸̢̛̛̯̼̩̦͖̜͚̟͇̮̣̙̜͈̦͆͊͒̈́̅̓̈́̎̑͂̐͆̉̿̑̀͒͂̉̆́͛̍͆̀̈̽͆͊̀̇͘͘̚̕͝E̴̡̢̡̢̧̲̜̳͕͓͇̞̖̣̝̣̖̣͖̘̥͖͍͎͍̰͇͇̳͖̣̠̦̻̖̼̣̣̙̟͎͙̗͉̼̾̿́͛̈́̈́̐́̒͂̑͌̃̄̏̇̋́́̎̋͆̃̋̀͛̑̽̇̐̾̐͐͋̿̕̕̚͝͝͝͝Ṛ̴̡̡̛̛̫̰̲͚̱̣͕̪̮͇̙͇͖͕̭̙͕͉̳͉̻̺͙̠̩̝̓̈̇͛̿̓́̈́̿̏͗̍͒̈́̑̑͋̽̍̃̓̅͂͆͛̈́͗̄̈́̈̇́́͋͆̓̄̇̐͘͘͜ ̷̨̧̢̛͈̰̖͙̜͚̬̼̬̬́͒͒̉̄̌̐̎̀̂̾̍̿̈́̆̅̚͠Ḑ̴̢̛̣̪̟̝̻͖̞̬͙̖̖̣̋̆͋̌͂̆͐̍̈́̾̓̍̾͂̆̓̏̅̿̿͂͗͑͌̒̄͝͠͝ͅA̵̡̢̨̖̥͙̖͖̮̣̦̮̰̤̳̫̩̻̗̣̾͆̾́̌̿̀͆̓́͒̿̂̽̈̓̈́̋̊̍̒͑͝͝͠ͅͅŸ̴̛͔̲̣̹̘͇̑̓̇̐̈́̎́́̍͗̊̾̋͋̈́͒̆̀̉̑̐̾͒̉͒́̍̈̏̍͐͛͂̋͒̕͘̚ ̸̢̨̖̳̜̜̹͍̠̩͐̆̓̃ͅA̶̧̧̡̨̢̛͙̼̹̩̪̮̯̗̙̤̤̬͓̝̫͔͍̼͕͉̠̙̝̦͖̟̣̯̙̜͈̅͋̔̓̐͆̎͑̊̓̿̑̀̌̓̐̉̌̿̇͘̚͘͜͝F̷̱̱̫̰͈̯͙͍̙̻͍͙̱̩̲̪̘͈̪̮̠̭͕͔̖̭̝̫̱̪̬̦̣̠̖̲̘̲̓͆͐̒̀̓͆̍̌͋͛͋̾͜͜ͅͅŢ̷̧̢̡̠̜̮̙͓̺̪̼̯̲̱̫͉̠̫̲͎̻͖͍͎̻͖͙̩̻̥̹̫͍̟͉̖̦͕͛̋̉̀̍Ę̶̢̨̜̩̲̞̰͇̙̞̝̘͍̜̲̪̟̠̱̲̗̣̫͖͕̘̥̻̮́̉̎̌̑̾̂̆̊͆͛̉̉̐͌̂̎̅̃͆̾͑̚̕͘̚͠͝͝͠͝ͅṘ̷̨̧̨͖̣͙̣̜̺͉̼͙̬͇̘̳̤̲͎̫̥̬̥͚̤̤̣̗͈͙͇͙̩̖̩͖͜ͅͅ Ḍ̴̟͎̭̘̫̺͚̤̻͎̺̙͍͈̹̩̘͖́̒́̓͗̽̔͂͒̊̆͗̽̾̇̈͑͗͗̂́͂̕̚̚̕̚͜͝͝͝A̷̡̡̛̛̠͍̪͙̜̰̲͈̳͉͇̫̰̘̼̳̜͌̊̐̎̂̐̀̈̍̍̉̈́̽̀̋̐͌͑̒̓̌̈́̃͊̉̿̚̚͜͜͜͝͝͝͠͠Y̴̨̢̢̧͍͍̼̳̪͕̯̭̼͉̜͓̬̳̭̤̟̻̗̝͚͇̫̹͎̖̌̀͐̀͑̇̇̃̽̎̍̓̑͊̃̐̔͋̔̈́̃̊̉͌͂̑̓̐͗͌͑̈́͊͒̕͘͜͜͝͝ͅͅ ̷̛͕̞̱̥̱̩̞̩̩̺̣̞̗̼̞̣̠̹̟̬̹̜̭̪̠̖̤̞̹̙͉̯͉̝͚̮̳̟͔̪͔̬̳͈̬̾̆̔̂̍̓̓̄͊̓͛̈̃̄̅̏͂̓̌̔̾̿͂̚̚͘͠͠͝͠Á̴̙̪̯̪͇̦͙̰̪̙̺̭͖̬͎̦̯̱̮̬͚͇͔̉̓̀͊̓͒̒̈́̌̃̑̓̅̑̐̈͑͝ͅF̸̜̬̟͛̔͛̍̾̽͌̈́̃̍͂̈̚Ţ̴̨̡̛̻̻͙̬͖̲͍̰̤̙̱͈̳̳̟͔͚̖̖̩̫̺̥̙̺͔̦̠̖͙̯̩͍̗̱̼̮͊̆͆̓̃̈̑̉̓̀̃̔̔̽͌̈́̓͑͒̆̇͗͑̽̀̈́͊̽͗̀̋̓͛͊͆͗́̎̅̕̕͜ͅͅȨ̸̧̡̤̳̹̞͍͕̟͚̟͖̺̭̰̱̪̩̯̫̖̩̫̜̤͚̫̫̤̀̈́̂̓̓̊̆̑́͊̑͊̾̅̍̆́͛͒̈́̓̄͒̅͆̐̽͐̈́͛͑̾͝͝R̷̢̧̧͉̱͓̖͉͔͉̼͕͎̬̯̞̪̳̥̘̲̜͕̯̙͕͎̳͙͔̥͙̪̭͖̪͚̖͙̻̣̳̓̈̀͒̈̒͐̽̌͆͆͒̏̅̈́̋̓͊̓̒̒̇͒̈́̓̃͘̚̕̕͜͜ͅ ̶̨̢̭̩̠̳̠̫̖͈̺̫͖̱̰̭̙̪̻̰̗̤͍̬̠̩̫͈̙͈̪̻̘͈̖͈̟͔̭̹͈͆̔̎̔̄̂̀͑̀͗̿̂̇̿̇̉̀̃͋̐͘̕̕̕͜͠ͅḐ̷̢̮̭͔͚͉̺̥̺̳̥͖̺̺̖̭̮̦͕̩̤̦̬̱͖͇̤͈̱̠̒́̃̿̋̔͒̒̈́̈́͒̍̂́́̀̐̿̓̑͂̔͌̆̐̋̀̄̄͐̀̆̈̕͘̚͜͝Ă̶̢͈̪̪̩̦̘͎̱͔͉͓̺̣̩̪̫͓̻̥̤̖̥̳̘̩̬̙̜̱͔͇̠̼̆̿̌͌̄̉̚͜͝ͅͅͅY̸̢̨̨̨̨̢̛̲̲̲̯̝͈̱̰̜̪̯̭̥̙̙̣̼̅́͊̿̿̾͋͑̉͐̈́̑͌̓̈̀̓̈́́̑̍́͌͋͐̈̾̊̏̓̃̎͑̕͘̚͠͠͠ͅ ̷̢̨̧̛̰͉̩̤̳̙̜̮̳̩̠͍̩͔͓̯̩̞͙͎̠̭̲̭̥̖̝̐̌̽̓͛͑̅̂̏̑͐̋̊̚͘͠A̸̧̧̛̛̪͙̲̲͕͎̼̖͍̮̣͈̠̲̖͙͎̞͉̣̹̙͓̋̀̽̒̓̋́́͒́̆̈͊̄͌͋̃̒̾̓͐̍̆̆̽̆́̎̓̈́́̽͗̉̈́͘̚̕͝͠͝ͅͅF̷͉̩̂̾̅̽̄̓̆̀́̈́͒̄͛͂̇̈́͋̔͘̕͝͠T̸̡̡̛͇̻̼̺͙̩̬̘͎̯̹̺̟͔̖͔̙̳͎̞͚̪̦̯̜͈̬͖̈̍̉̅͐̏̂̄̈̈́͗̌̀̈́̂͛̓̍̅͌͗̊͋̊̉̐̒̑́̈́̑̕̕͜͜͝͝͝ͅĘ̸̧̢̧̛̛̥̜̺͇͉͈̲̖̠͇̝̻̲͚͙̠̝̟̟͓̙͉͎̼͇͕̩̝͕̗̠̐̎̏͌̏̔́̄͗̔͌̍̓͗͆̈́̋̅͒̋͒́̔̈́̒͊̽͂͂͂͐̑͐̀͗̔̚͜͝͝͝͝͝͝R̷̢̨̢̞͈̱͈͔̫̣̻̰̞͚̤̬̩̼̦̘̭͇̺̭̼̟̭͕͔͕̫̲̣̼̭͉̹̦͓̗͘͜ ̵̧̭̬̲̩͍̜̱̠̬̜͎̫̦̥̗͍͓̭͍̭̰̣̯͙̦͓̫͕̘͉̻͎̮͕̫̍̾͊͑̍̌̀͜ͅD̸͓͍̄̂͒̎͐̋̀̀͗́̑̆̄̃̈͊͂̍̋̌̈́̅̓̏͋͆̓̌̉̒̌̇͂̂͆͐͑̆̊̋̽̌̚̕̚͠͝Ḁ̴̡̪̦̫̳̩͔̠̩̜͗́̉̀̚͘ͅY̶̢̢̧͕͕̼̘͔̣̪̟̦̰̘̰̟̱͇̼̺̗̯̙̟͖͑̇́̏̐̒̂̀͌̊̑̓̌̋͒̃͌̈́̊̊̍̿͑͌̋̆̌͒̑̍͊͗̐̐͂̄̄̕͘̚̚͜͝͠͝ ̷̢̛͈̩̺͔̙̖͙͈̼́͊̋͌̀͗͒̽̇͋̿̈̌͂̽̽̑̅̋͘͜ͅĀ̵̧̭̩͎̦̳̪̗̰̝̳̹͕̪͕͈̘̘̺̘̂͜ͅF̵̨̢̨̨̧̧̩̖̘͔̦͙͔̗̟̟̦̩͓͇͙̠̩̙̥̼̖̬̖̝͉̞̟̟̦͇̟̜̮̩͔̟̰͇͕͌͑͂̀̋̊͆̎̆̿̎̇͛̋̃͋̅̋̓̀͛͘̕̚T̸̢̛̛̯̼̩̦͖̜͚̟͇̮̣̙̜͈̦͆͊͒̈́̅̓̈́̎̑͂̐͆̉̿̑̀͒͂̉̆́͛̍͆̀̈̽͆͊̀̇͘͘̚̕͝E̴̡̢̡̢̧̲̜̳͕͓͇̞̖̣̝̣̖̣͖̘̥͖͍͎͍̰͇͇̳͖̣̠̦̻̖̼̣̣̙̟͎͙̗͉̼̾̿́͛̈́̈́̐́̒͂̑͌̃̄̏̇̋́́̎̋͆̃̋̀͛̑̽̇̐̾̐͐͋̿̕̕̚͝͝͝͝Ṛ̴̡̡̛̛̫̰̲͚̱̣͕̪̮͇̙͇͖͕̭̙͕͉̳͉̻̺͙̠̩̝̓̈̇͛̿̓́̈́̿̏͗̍͒̈́̑̑͋̽̍̃̓̅͂͆͛̈́͗̄̈́̈̇́́͋͆̓̄̇̐͘͘͜ ̷̨̧̢̛͈̰̖͙̜͚̬̼̬̬́͒͒̉̄̌̐̎̀̂̾̍̿̈́̆̅̚͠Ḑ̴̢̛̣̪̟̝̻͖̞̬͙̖̖̣̋̆͋̌͂̆͐̍̈́̾̓̍̾͂̆̓̏̅̿̿͂͗͑͌̒̄͝͠͝ͅA̵̡̢̨̖̥͙̖͖̮̣̦̮̰̤̳̫̩̻̗̣̾͆̾́̌̿̀͆̓́͒̿̂̽̈̓̈́̋̊̍̒͑͝͝͠ͅͅŸ̴̛͔̲̣̹̘͇̑̓̇̐̈́̎́́̍͗̊̾̋͋̈́͒̆̀̉̑̐̾͒̉͒́̍̈̏̍͐͛͂̋͒̕͘̚ ̸̢̨̖̳̜̜̹͍̠̩͐̆̓̃ͅ