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| What the fuck are you supposed to be? | |
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| No way. Chamber's a dude with some bio-chemical shit spewing from his chest and face. You're a walking cigarette. | |
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| It's a bloody costume, ye wank. | |
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| Why would you need a disguise, dude? Afriad of getting mobbed by rabid fangirls or some shit? | |
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| Bollocks to that. It's so Austen can't find me and fug me up when 'e takes over Uncanny. | |
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