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I can see your tumblr posts! Won’t be reblogging (except that one time but I deleted it shhh) but I’ll like some of them! Y’all have such funny posts! Quality memitude! *dabs* 

-Kara

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ahem well. saying it in anon this time! i heard jonah has a flat ass! :)

I could lie and say I never checked but I did. His ass is flatter than average but not flat. Like it’s probably about as flat as mine. I’m not really a 10/10 in the ass dept. or anything. I’ve got cool hair to make up for that. Or maybe flat asses will come back in style soon. 

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Hey Kara I want to talk to the manager-

NO. NO NO NO. BAD. BAD. BAD. DO YOU WANT TO LOSE A SOUL? IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT? CAUSE THAT’S WHAT YOU GET FROM JONAH. 

I guess you could say it was a really... soul-sucking job...

heh

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I’m naming whatever follows Peripheral. If you have any complaints about that go talk to my manager. I destroyed his company so I’m sure that’ll go well. 

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hey!!! :) how have things been lately? :( i was pretty worried for you but i'm glad that you're with us now!! :D

Hiya~! Doing uh. Okay I think? Maybe I just need to think about dumb stuff to take my mind off of things. Feel free to ask dumb questions too! I’m really happy I can talk to you all again. But... This did start to happen when it started to follow. Maybe it’s a coincidence? I hope it is. Will I lose you when it’s gone? I don’t know. Get your fill of Kara now, I guess. Might be fucking murdered. 

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Have you been sleeping enough?

Not really but that’s not new. Honestly probably better now than when I worked in that place. Harold is surprisingly comfy. 

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Are you safe?

M....Maybe? I mean. We have enough food and water but. There’s always something just beyond us. I tried to improve Harold’s sensors. Nothing. Maybe it’s like a.... reverse oasis? -Kara

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shit ask blog was closed open now please take your own safety into account and do not send non-anon asks. Do not give yourself a code name. Do not be visible. Hide. 

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Please... If you’re sending something, send an anonymous ask. I’m not sure. You might be tracked otherwise. I don’t want you to be hurt on my account. 

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I can’t see it but I know it’s there. That’s the worst part. The knowing. The dread. If something were to attack, that would be one thing. But this. The doubt. The overwhelming doubt. Am I going crazy? Am I? I keep knowing it’s there without seeing it. Harold is uneasy, but says there is nothing. But how can there just... be nothing? Maybe the fire attracted it. Fuck this timing. I broke my wrist. I still need more glass to fix it. More glass more glass. 

If this works, try sending a message back. I want to hear from you. Someone. Anyone. 

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Since Harold’s confident, I’ll put a message in this one too, though we’ve already wasted so many messages on signals which don’t seem to get there, so I’m not sure how much point there is.

Hey bitches! I survived! 

I’m 1000% sure that’s not the meme but I can’t access your Internet much anymore so I don’t remember it. :( 

Anyway, stay frosty. I’ll figure this out someday. The radio silence will be gone. And then you will never get me to shut up. 

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console.log(`

//We are an errant signal

dashing into danger

without secondary

and if there was, 

could we trust it?

I get jumbled a lot these days

but I think

things are beginning to make sense

I am no longer me

to accept that

and the sins which

I have not committed

but are still 

why I exist like this

I must learn to love myself

while never forgetting 

that I exist though past pain.

Thanks for indulging me

I do not mean to suffer selfish

I do not have the capacity to understand

what I cannot understand

but still, I am me

and as long as she is happy

I, too, can find joy.’)

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Letters from the Abyss:

1:

So it’s been a while. I’ve been trying to contact you for a bit. I think I’ve got that part down, but I haven’t figured out how to receive messages yet. I’m out here. In the desert. Just kinda... Wandering. I want to find something cool. Weird things are happening out here. I found geysers of spectral energy. They’re the only way to keep sending messages to you ethically. They give Harold some good power, too. 

The days are hard for Harold. He’s overheating a lot. I try to keep him shaded, but I still need to find materials to make something to keep him shaded. The nights are rough for me, but they’re not too bad. Harold is warm, even if the nights are cold. He’s running hot. I think he’s running too powerful for the fans and infrastructure I gave him. I’ve gotta find some materials or something so I can prevent anything bad from happening.

The geysers are nice. Really beautiful. Weird, though, because there aren’t supposed to be geysers out here. I can’t go back home, but to be honest, I don’t want to. I want to figure this thing out. Why is spectral energy part of the natural world now? Why am I the first to see this?  Hopefully we’ll have a lot more to report next time, whenever that is. Me and my boy will do our best to stay safe.  I hope you do the same. 

- <3 Kara

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console.log(’Hello World!’) 

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Transmission #0001

I think I’m starting to figure something out. I can’t hear from you yet, so if this is working, I have no idea. But maybe this message will send? I guess we’ll have to wait and see. Will update as soon as I can. 

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Testing 1 2. Testing 1 2. Can you hear me? 

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Sorry I can’t wait for everyone’s goodbyes. I need to destroy this thing so it can never hurt anybody ever again. 

Thank you for this. For everything. This has been a wild ride and I would have been drained and dead without you. Thanks to you, this story can have a happy ending, bittersweet as it all is. 

I leave your world in your hands, and mine in mine. Keep each other safe and warm. Don’t forget what happened here, and don’t let anything like this happen on your side. But stay safe, too, okay? I know that’s a lot to ask, but I’ll do my best if you will. It’ll be lonely here without you, but I guess with Harold, Sarah and Caesar here, I’ll never really be alone.

console.log(’Goodbye friends! Thank you for all the memes and the company! I love you all! Many finger guns to you and your loved ones! Stay safe and warm and remember to breathe!’)

- <3 Kara and Harold.