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Deep inside Tak's mind...
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| Hey, what are you doing here? | |
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| I'm you, you twisted freaky creature. I'm the part of you that so desperately desires to be female. | |
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Talking to yourself and seperating personalities in your head can't be a good thing...
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| Wow, so you're like who I always wanted to be. | |
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| Close enough. The comic doesn't aptly capture my appearance, but it's good enough. | |
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| Milky might be right. I must be crazy. | |
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| You're talking to non-existent bugs, you think robots are telling the world your secrets, and to top it all off you're conversing with me, and I'm you, in your own head. Listen to reason. | |
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