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| Well, it's time for your daily medication, Starchild Flowerwolf! | |
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| No way, Mr. Medical Man of the Medical Mind Magistrates. You can't infiltrate my mental sphere of shimmering fluorescent protection with your oppressive "value manipulation". | |
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| I mean... now is the time to walk amongst the planar patriots on our quest to reach a new level of cosmic coalescence! | |
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| Far out, Springwave Badgershark. Let's take our mind's eye on a next dimenstional journey we'll both never remember and never regret. | |
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