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LividPeas rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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 Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 2:52 pm
Quote: This is a room that has mounds and mounds of computer servers. They are still humming, running, and thriving on the same strange thorns and vines. As you look around, you see strange notes. (Roll 1d6 if you wish to see notes - OPTIONAL - and match your dice roll to the results below. You can roll as much as you'd like!)
Arriving at what appeared to be a server room of some kind, she dared to enter, moving from each computer monitor, checking the data within. Curiosity was always her downfall, but if there was any hope of a way to get out of this place, or even find her body, perhaps it would be on one of these computers?
Vines stretching outwards, she scrolled down, looking at the text on screen.Quote: 5. Day ----I saw my own body wandering around, lumbering like one of those stupid Infected, and the truth hit me hard. It would have been terrifying had I not already realized it. I'm no longer --- and never will be again. It is too late for a cure. Maybe I should have--
No!
She couldn't accept this! How could she? She needed to find more. She needed to find all of it.
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LividPeas rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 2:54 pm
Unsatisfied with the information she had found, the vine like figure moved slowly from one computer to the next, checking each screen for a possible insight on what she was facing, and any possibilities of being cured. So far, things were looking pretty grim for her situation.
Reaching for the next, she hastily scrolled through the next text found. Day two? So it was a journal after all? Alright, so she needed to find each and everyone.Quote: 2: Day ---It seems half of us are not even real anymore. We're just like ---, memory replacements. It must be easy for something made of Knowledge to fool us. Maybe one day we will all be replaced. This is wrong. This is very wrong.
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LividPeas rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 3:00 pm
Looking over the data on the computer, she was displeased when finding nothing of use to her. No sign of any journal fragment on the machine. Frustrated, she moved to the next, hoping to be more successful this time.
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LividPeas rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 3:02 pm
Day four! Yes! Another piece of the journal. Slowly, they were coming together, but still she couldn't make out what it was they were trying to say.Quote: 4. Day ---I woke up, and remembered doing nothing. I guess that is okay. --- calls. Not much time.
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LividPeas rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 3:03 pm
Nothing! Where was the rest of the information? Frantically, the figure spun around, moving as fast as the vines would let her move as she hurried to the next monitor.
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LividPeas rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 3:04 pm
Disappointment would have been clear on her face, if she still possessed her body. Nothing.. Was it possible a lot of the journal was lost? What was she to do if she couldn't locate any more of it? No, it had to be here somewhere! Somewhere in this mess of computers.
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LividPeas rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 3:05 pm
With every search coming up empty, she was starting to lose hope of ever finding the answers. How was she supposed to live like this? She didn't want to be stuck here for all eternity, living as some form that would fall apart the moment she stepped foot outside of this place. She didn't want to be part of creation! She wanted her life back!
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LividPeas rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 3:06 pm
Growing tired of searching endlessly through all the computers, her spirit rose again when finding another fragment of the journal. And not only a fragment, but the first section of the journal! Yes, slowly, she could piece together everything she needed.Quote: 1: Day ---I -- and thought she couldn't get any crazier. I was wrong. --- isn't even herself anymore. I'm pretty sure she --- a long time ago. This would explain everything. I wish I had a simple explanation for why this was happening. Is it too late - were we fooled the entire time?
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LividPeas rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 3:07 pm
The third part of the journal. So with this, she had managed to locate all first five fragments of the journal. Hopefully, all pieced together, this would make more sense to her.Quote: 3. Day ---I feel the infection burning in me now. I know it wont be long now. Call it madness but it calls to me and I know how very, very wrong I have been. -- is not trying to replace us, it is us. We have simply joined together. I know now and I know it's wrong but maybe this is what I want. I don't even remember my name. Who is the one typing here?
I- I don't want this..!
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LividPeas rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 3:09 pm
At the last computer monitor, she found something.. another journal fragment? But what was there, was.. hard to read.Quote: 6. Day ----I̬͈̯͍f̤͖͙̥ ̬͇͉̫͇̲̯ou̜̭͎̼̟ͅr ̪̫̤͇͉i̜̳̲̳̜̹̼n̹t̻̦e̩l̩̠̗̲̮l̠ḛ͎c̬͚̝̼ͅt͕̜u͚̦a̳l ̹̟̘̼̪̯p͔̳͈̺a͖̠ͅr̜̜̺ͅt͎̝̯̰ ̝i͙̤̹̯s͈ ͈̯͖̯͇c͎o̘̫̖̹̬͎͚m̫̹͉͎͇̭ͅm̝̣͍͔o̬n̘̤̺̪̜̱̮,̲͖ t̺̺he͇̘̳̖ ̪r̖̣̫͈͖̺ḙ͍̙̙̯̝͖a̻̣̣̩̙̜s͈͇̺͕o̯̖̼̺͎̖̻n̰ ̰̞̹͕a̙̙̟l͔͕s̗̭̖̬̜̗o̭̘̣̰̣̮,̙̼̩̹̲̼̰ ̤in̳ r̟͍̺͓e̦̫͈͎̝s̥̘̻p͇̣e̙c̠̠͉̝̟t͍̯͇̳̗͇ ̬o̪̦͕f̣̘̣̪͙̹ͅ w̼̗̞̙͇͕͔h̻̳̠̩i͈ch ̙̻̝w̪̰e̟̹̥̥͎̟̬ ̫a̖̝̭r̺͎ͅe̹ ̲̰̳͔͇͍̬r͓̞͓̗͓a̦̼͉͕t̤̹͙̤̘i̖o͎͕n͕̣͓̥̣a̭̲͈l ̟̱̻̱b̹e͔͕͈̺̤i̘̥̖̠ng̗s͕̮̥,̼͓͓̬͈ ̳̬͕ͅis ͓̩͉̮c͖̠͓̜̣̫o̬̰̙̘͚̱̼m̩͉͎̝̹̙͍ṃ͎̫oṉ:̥̦̰̖̩͔͍ ̰̭̞͓̺̩̺i̭̬͓̮f ͇͖̖̳̪ͅt͍̖h͔̳̺̣i͚ș͙̻̺ ̖̗̙͇̱i̙̮͎s̞͉͚͎̱ ̣s͇̗o͇͓̮̗̘̣͖,̤̱̣̱͈͍̤ ̤c͔͉o̭̺̼̟̙̠mm̹͇̪̝͓ͅo͖̩̠̝n͎ ͍a̤̘̘̻l̫̹s̰̠ọ̯̬ ͙i̺̼̭̙͎̟s̗͈͓̞̺ ̼̝̫ṯ̼͚͔͎h̖̩̱e̦̤͙̹͔̮͙ ̻re̪̻̫̭̭͉̙a͔̼s̼̩̫̣̗o͈n̦̝̮̤̙̜ ͈ͅw̘̠̙̪̩̺ẖ̠i̠c̮̥̳̗̟͕̤h͚̺̣̭ ͓͉̮c̖̥̜̲̹o̞͚̼̗͚m͓͔m̘͍̭̗̮a̗̱n̲͔d̯̩s̥̻̦ͅ ̘u̠̣̜͕̥s̲̬̲̙̞̥ ̖̫̙͈̳̫w̱͔h̫̥̮͙a͖͕t̤͇̝̙̬̖͓ ̱͚͕͓ț̹̠̙̹ͅͅo͕͕ ̣̭͓d͔̼̲ͅo̼̬͔͈̘̲ͅ,̬̰ ͕͇̗̝͔a̰̙̱̬ṉ͕̰̠d͈̦ ͍̮͕̟̙w̞̱̦̯͈̯h͍̰̫̼a̺̣͇t̥̩̜̠͙ ̖͙̞̩̣̮̬n̫̤͖̟̟̼̣o̘̠t͕̻̖̗̝ t̩͇o̝̠̩̖̠̣ ̭̳d͈̹̜͖͉̣o̩͉̳̺̤;̳̝͍̱ͅ i̠͈̜͖f̝̱̣ͅ ͎̘t̻h̲͎i̭̼͕s̬ ͍̝̣̦̪̻is͉̹̥͚̳̙̼ ̥͙̖̦̺͔s͉̝̥o̭͉̲̯̻̯,ͅ ͎̥̰̺͙͎̙ṯ̩̠͚͇h̻̞̞͈̺̙e̬̮r̗̣͔͇̹̜̭e̜͉̝ ̞is͚ ̣a̜̝̲ͅ ̹͍̺c̹͍o̼̦͎m͖̼̤m̘͓͕̯̯͔o̼̥̱͎n̯ ̠̝̜̩̘̞l̳a̻̖̝͙̰̞ͅw̫̗͍̬͇͈̟ ̥a̯̱̜̼̺l̳̫s͓̭o͍͎;͎͎̤͇̻͉ ̝i͖̲͇̦f ̻̝̹͉̥t̗͉̜hi̻̲̤̖̞s͕̱̪ i̭s̼͇̬̯ s̜̜͔̮̖̫o̬̪̻,̦̬͇ ͎̱͕͍͔w̟̥͔͓̻͇͕e̲̬̹͚̞͍ ̻̘̲̫͔a͉̲r̖͔͉̥̝̖e̪̞̣̲̱̣̭ ͇͕͓̬̞fe̬̰͎̣l͔͉̣̪̣͍l͍̠̗͍̤̳ͅow̦̣͕-̻̗͖̖ͅci̮̦̘t̪͕̮̼i̤̰̥̜̫̞z̩̲̝̬̼̻ḙ͍̹̺ͅn̥̳̮̰͇͎s̘;̖ ̟͎̠̤i̖͉͉͙̫f͕̟̤ ̻̥̫t̻͇̤̻͍h̫͓̦̭͕͍̣i͚͔s͕͓̫̞̙̣ ̪̝͍̮̮̤i̺̘̺̲̼̘͇ș͍͇̩ ̥̳̟̟̭s̫̳͉̹o̝̝,̮̟̱̥̖͔̤ ̲̭w͖̠̤̝ḙ̬̭̭ ̤̲̩̦̻̰̰a͉͙͎͖̖͔ͅre̙̯̘̗̙̖ ̱͕m̭̲̬̟̳e̩̹̟m̖͎͎͎b̹̲er̭̜̘̫̙s͓͔̖ ̝͙̳̘͈o̻͍̦͔f̭ ̘͖̳̬̗̠s͓̟̰̻͎͙o̙͎m͖̲̹̙̜̥e͎̲͍̠̪̼ ̠̮͙͉̺̙̱po͈͙̲l͖̺̪i̟̞t͉̬̗̜i̯̠̟͓̳̻̝c̲a̭l͍͉̠͕͖̣ ̺̲ͅco͇͓̳̪͇̯m̼̣̯̻mun̙̰i̯t̝͍͖͉̯y͈͙͎̹ͅ;̼̹͖ͅ ͕i̫̱͔̹f ͇͙̭͉͍t̙̱̦̟h̦̞̠̗ͅͅi̹s͎̩̺ ̫̦̭̬̟i̪̲̞͍s̹͇͚ ͈̦̲so̬,̫͖̺ ͚̫̘̯̞t͖̝͖͇h̬̰e̩ ̫̱͍͍̥w̗͉͖̱̩̮͓o̬̟̹͍͉r͚̖l̗d̲ ͓̝̜͕̳is̝̝͕ ̭̖i̗n̪ ͕a̤̺͉̜̝͓͈ ̬m̮͎͍̹̭̦a̯͚̤̰͔̻n͓̭̯̼n͚̘̩̪̗̝͙e͇̠̟̼r̗̦͕͉ a̟͖̹̜̯ͅ ̭͕̬͓s̤͇̺̲̼̬t͉̠͖̖̩a̟̯̬̠̱t̘̖e.̤̦̥̯̰̥̜ ̬̥̮͕͔̰̘F̜̲̖͖̲o̞r ͙̗̥͍ͅof̼̲̮̠̠̪̳ ͕̼͇w͎̱h̥̱̙͔̠̻a̱̳͎̗ṯ ̼̜̯̖̜o̝͖͇̻t̗̣h̤̭̟͍̬̜ͅe̥̗̳͍̭̯r͖̬͖͈ c̩͔͖o̜̭̺͖m̯̳̭̜̥m̙̠o̝̻̤ṇ ̫̦̻̞͉̥̥po̦l̻̭͔̣͔̠i͓͚̻̤͚̮̳t̹̼̻͎̹ͅic͈̙̯̟̠̘a͍̦͉̮̗̩l͙͓̙̗ ̖̖̺̤c̹̼̫̺̻o̘̩̯̰͚̮m̯m͔̥͇u̥͍̫̰n̠͔̠i͇̫̰̖̪tͅy̩̟̭̬̘͖ͅ ̭w̻̝͖̪̠̦i̻̱l̲̜ͅl̖ ͈͔̘̻̭an̙y ͕̖̖̟̼o̺n̳͖̯͕̙̣e͖̦̮͎̟ ̫̮̤̝̤̬͍s̰̻͔͔̺̜͎a̭͎͉̲̞y͓̫͔̻̩͙ ͔̞͇̤͚t̝͎̜̰̮h͚̟̰͇at͎̫͔̟ͅ ͚̦̻̠̰̪̼t̙̺̣̺̳h͉e̖̮͉ ͈̙̞̝̖ͅwh̗̲̱̫o̱l̪͓̲̘̞e̫̞̭̙ ̭̫̙h̜̗̺̹͉̞̱um̦͔͇͔̱̝a̯̼̬̞͈̤͚n͙̦͉̠̙̫ r͇̦̭͚̞a̼̜̩c͙̳̞̲̜̥e̯̣͍̹ ̲ḁr̼̺͇e̼̩͎̯͈͚ ̮̳m̟e̠̬̥͈̪͇̙m̖b͕̹͍͓̝͖̘e̫͚̼rs?̜͓͇͈ ̫͍̭͓̦A͙͇̠̭nd̲̩͎͇ ͚͍͈͓̤̲̜f̟̮̼̠̘̰̙r̪̗̱͓om̫̳͚̗̳͇ ͇̯̪̤̞̟ͅṭ͚̙̜h͔̖̝͉̭̪e͍͔̟̤͎n̩̘̣͉̟c̠͇e͎̰̼,͕̖̫ ̝̗͕̼̬fr̘̪̺̞̟̖o̗͎̪̤̫̤̱m ̜̥̩͉ṭ̺͖̠̙̣̮h̹̩̟͇is̩̗͈ ͙̘̻͈̙c̖o͉͓͇͔̣m̫̙̩m̭̞̦̠oṇ ̣̬͙̬p̲̣o̗l̟̥͈͍̥̼i̦̰̟ṭi͓ca̩̭l͕͕͈ ͈̫̱̤̞c̬̤̼̜͎͉o̤m͔̱̞̦m͔̹̯u̟̪͚͎͉̝n̖͉̦̖̥͕̲i̩t̫̬͉y͓̮͎̣̺̙ͅ ̖c̗om̲̘e͚̺̞͙s̖̯͉ ̩̦a̪̟̠͓̥̣̩l͈̳̩̰s̹̜͓̳̗o͍̝ ̬̮̟̱o͈̙̥͓̩̼̺ụ͇̤̱r̫̗̩̱̪ͅ ̣̹̙̖ve̮̹̻̪͔̞ͅr̳y͔̮̱͕ ̖̼̩̤̰i͙n̻̯̣̪te͈̣̞͔̳ll͉̜̭̝ec̥̰̝̞͓̭t͙͇u͓͈̣͙̟a̭̬l͇̳ ̹͙̳̠̳̞̭f͈a̞ͅc̝͈͓ul̜̥͚͈͔t̼̝̲̬̲y̳͈͕̭ ͙͖̪̱̠̬ͅa̼̬͈̺̫̰n͓͙̖͔d̖̭͇͙ͅ ̲̺̤̳̗̱r̰e̗̟͈̞̤̩a̙̖͕͍̤͍̣s̪ͅo̟̭͉̖͓n̜̠ḭ̠̼̳̤͙̼n͚̝̹̩̙̱̦g͉͖̜͕̟̪̲ ̦̣͕͖̥̰̖f͈͖̩a͍c̘̣̩̜ul͙̻̥ͅt̪̱̠͖̣͚̩y̟͖ ̬̟and̫͎̦̟̟̞̻ ͔̺̭̙̱͙o̮̮̝͚͍̭ͅu̯̥̫͚̯͎ͅr̹̠ ̖͉̞̰c̯͇a̞͙͖̟̯͍p̠a̝̯͙̤̞̙c̦̻̺̝̝i̜͉̗̳͈̟̼ț͉͚y͇̼̮̤̲̻ ̤̦͎̲̠̥̙f̞̰̤or ̯̞͇͈̫l̞̘a̺͔̣̤w;̫̳̠̖ o̙̼r̮̫̩̬͈̝ ͔̻wh̪͈̺̜̟̱e̗͓͕n͕͉c͈͙͓e̠̦̟͈͔ͅ ͕̘d̰o̦̖̤̹ ̬t̫̙̱̩͙h̜e̟͕̻̣̣̹y̹̫̭̠̣̠̹ ̲c̟̣͉̯o͕m͍̠̠̥̭e? Fo͙̣͈̞̹̗r͚̲̟ ̲͖̤̖̠͖͇a͉s̺̠̞̤̖ ̼̬m͉̙̠͔̲̫͕y͓̻̪̩ ͙̦͕̭̰̬̝e̦ar͔͍̼̮͎t̮̬̞̫hl̞͚y̞̟̺ ̦͖̭̘̩̦̦p̰͇͓̘̲͉a̲ͅͅr̰͓̖͖͈͈̥t ̳͈͖͙̥̰͚i͔͔͔͖̠̱s ̰a͓̤̜̲̣̼ ͇͓͓̲͙po̜̫̙͖̳̲r̪̪̙̝̯͔̜t̙̱̮̙̗̪i̪̳͔͇̞̙͍o͍̻͚̪̳̮n̰̮̞͔ ̜̯̮̤g̠͉̦i̖̼̼͔̱v̩͎e͔͇̲̱̳n ͙̹̤͕͉̰ͅt͔͈͉o͕ ̖̦͚̦̣m͍̙̗̩̹͓̫e̮̹͇̣̲ ̮̼̫̜̳f̻̹r̹̯͙om̮͕̲ ͓̯c̘e̙̰̬̝̞r̭͍̗t̪a̮̝̟̥̳͈̱in̟̩̤̖̬̠ ̭͈͖̯̻ea̮̮̯rt̘̖͕̯̞̞͍h̙̙,͙̖̬̥̮ ̣a͍͉͓̳̹n̠̤͈d̪̼̥͉ ̰̬̘̹͎̖th̦̦̹̣a̞̝t ̹̤̟̹̹wh̥͈͈i̼̦͓̪̮c̭͕̤͍͕̥h ̺̹̯̞̗̝i̤͓̳̗̤s̰ ̲͎̘͇͍̻̠w̯a̝̝͍te̳͓̞̰̩̖r̩y͎͕̫̭̜ ̭̞͈̹f̲̣͍̠͈r̞͚͔͙o̬̻͖̖̪͕m̻̦̱͕ͅ ͔͍͇͈͈͉̗a͚̯̘n̲̲̯͖͇o͕̰͔ṭ̝̝̫̪he̤̮̩͙͉͚͕r̻̜ ḛ͉̜l̜̘̗e̳̣m͉̦̝͓̟͉̮en͓t͇̯͉͕, ͈̱ͅͅa͇͚̝̣̫̱̘n̹̖̳̬̣̩ͅd ͈̠̪̘̱t̜h̩͈̼̼̙a͇t̖̜ ̙̻̲̟͔wh̬̖i̻̟̮̖̣͓ch̟̥̲̰͎͕̤ ̠̰̖̺̠̭̰i͉͈s̯ ̞͖h͍͈̱̲̹͔͉o̙t̟̥͚͖̘̞ ̲͍̰̝̻̻a͈͓n͕͓̳̣͚̳d̺̤͈ f̮̗̣̠̦͇͎i̠͚̳̪͍e̞͕̱͍̙r̫̙̬̥̖̫̬y͚̘̰͔̩̜̲ ͍̜f̗̜͈͕̮̻ͅr̝̦̰om̹͉̳̜͚ ̙̞s͈͍̫̙͍o͍̼͈m̮̲͔͙͇e̟̣̩ͅ ̩p̮̮̯ḛ̳͍cu͙̳̙͍̭l̯i̭͇a̱r̟̘ ͇̳̺͚͈so͙͓̪u̬͇̳͖͙͕r̺̣̲̤c̤͉e̦̬̺̞̝̘ ͔̟(͕f̼o̱͕̮r̜̣̙̖̮ ͚͚not͉̩̗h̤̠̳̫͙̤͓i̹͔̫̭n̗͕͉̜̘͕g̜̖͓ ̻̞c͎̮͚o̦̯m̮̰̱̘̜̦e̦̬͕̥̣s͍̻̯ ̱͎o̝̦u͖̬͙t̞̟ ̬̟̱̥͚o̪f͍͉̯̱͙̳ ̞̟̭̩t͉̜̫h̦̝͈̪a̰̝t̬͔̞̬̝ ͖̺̟w̳h͓̗͓i̖̯̬̰̖c̮̠̠h̤ ̜̻̮̮͖̙̩i̟̱͚̟̲s ͈n̩̜̤̮͙̫ͅo̤̖̰̙t̤͙̩͈h͉̥͕͈͚͓i̺n̰̪̼g͉̻͈̟, ̬̝ͅa̮̜̠̪̲̱s̳ ̥̣̳͍͇̠̗n̗o̺̻̳th̳̺i̹̪̝͉̹̣̝n͍͖̤͖̻g̗̱̦̝̠͉ a͎̜̲̫̥͙l̠̟͎so̻̹̪͎ ̳̹̪̦r͙͓̻̹̼̣e͎̱t̲̟̠ụ̪̤̱̮r̬̟͖̘̺̟n̤͔͍̹s̪̯̻̣ ̣̭͈͔to̙̥͚̖ ̙n͎o̤̭̩n̮͍̜̘-͉͈̯̘̹͇͈e̗̭x͎̩̟i͇̘͍̱̪̟s̗̠̣̗̼t̮͙̥̪͙̹e̯̙͓̰̺̝n̝̤̖̞̪̦c̬e̱̲͎͓̲͚̲),̫̰̗͖͓̫͖ ̠̖̯̲̗͖s̺̫͈̭̲͚o̥͍̫͉̬ ̖̰̺̹̯a̤ͅl̤̥̫̙ṣ͉o ͔t͎̠̟̟h͇̟͈e͔̙̮͉̘̱ ̱̪̦̝̖̩i̗̘̪̪n̝̦̥̥̤̠̱t͇̬͔̲̝͍͕e̟l̟͚l͈̻͈̪̻̟̟e͓c̟ṯ̹u̖̪̺̠̹̪a̲l͖̞͉̟̜ ͔̟̬̻̤͕p̱͖̟̪̳a̰̬̪rṭ̭̗̗̯̻͕ c͍̦o̠m͎͎̗͈̤̙e̥̤̥̦̟s̰͈͓̱ ̞̝͇̮f̰̭͓r̳ͅo͚m ͚̰s̩om͖̜e͇͔͉̭̙̗ ̼͚͎̳̦̩͇s̜̻̩̱̟͚͕o͉̖̟͎̤ur̻̮̳̞̪̱c̥͎̯̺̜ḛ̫.̩̘ ̟͍
If our intellectual part is common, the reason also, in respect of which we are rational beings, is common; if this is so, common is the reason which commands us what to do; and what not to do. if this is so here is a common law; also if this is so we are fellow citizens; if this is so we are members of some political community if this is so, the world is in a manner a state. For of what other common political community will any one say that the whole human race are members? And from thence, from the common political community, comes also our very intellectual faculty and reasoning faculty and our capacity for law; or whence do they come? For as my earthly part is a portion given to me from certain earth, and that which is watery from another element and that which is hot and fiery from some peculiar source (for nothing comes out of that which is nothing, as nothing also returns to non-existence), so also the intellectual part comes from some source.
What.. did this all even mean..? Thinking on this bit of information, and with no further use of looking through all the computers, she left the room in hopes of finding something else that might be of use to her.
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