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Konnichiwa, gamers. It is time to play SEGA Saturn.

Hmm... A grim reaper from the 90s, riding a skateboard? Hmm... while it is cool, there is only one thing missing to finish off your cool, cool image. There we go.

If you like to waltz with potatoes... What? Just cause I'm a galactic villain who's hellbent on destroying the world, doesn't mean I can't enjoy good TV.

Wait, that means you can control the Pepsi crates... ARE YOU THE ONE STEALING MY PEPSI?!?!

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Woah, a chainsaw!? That'll keep them down! Here's your reward, plus a little extra for using a new weapon.

Oh, sure! I get the complaints, definitely, but we were actually pretty successful then. I mean, four seasons? It took some getting used to, but, I don't know, maybe it's because I was there? If you want to talk about embarassments, though, we can talk the show we did with NBC back in 2006. They really tried to get us to cut back on the "God loves you" stuff, and that wasn't going to happen without a lot of internal strife. They tried to change our catchphrase to "Thanks for coming to my house today. See you next week! Good-bye!" and I think I said our old one like five or six times before it finally stuck. So in a way, our Neflix look was much better in terms of "making changes to the formula." We do look better in our new show. I promise! Wow, what a question for just a simple cucumber like me. I'll try to answer this as best as I can but it's going to be a bit difficult. You see, while there is an occasional reference in the Bible to some sort of adversary (the story of Jesus wandering in the desert, the one who tests Job, angels that align with the dragon during John's Revelation), calling them a "Lucifer" character -- for various reasons -- would be a little misleading. So while I can tell you what other people think, I can't tell you what the Bible says, because without interpreting Isaiah 14 in a very specific way, Lucifer is literally non-canon. I guess that's idea number one: Lucifer was made by humans, so of course he would be imperfect. That's probably why people sympathize with Milton's Paradise Lost interpretation, because not only is he closer to the reader as arguably the protagonist of the entire epic as oppose to God's distance, he also expresses more human qualities. It's easy to be prideful sometimes. Even for me! That leads us into Milton's interpretation, though this is also shared by other texts, where Lucifer refused to, uh, "bend the knee" as it were, to either mankind represented in Adam or God's son Jesus. That's where "'Tis better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven" comes from; Lucifer's hubris and belief that he and God could be equals. That was his sin, says people who follow that particular reading. I don't know. Again, I'm just a cucumber, so I probably got some things wrong. But I think Bob's looking for his soap and, uh, I'm standing on the box for it so I should probably give it back to him soon. I do hope that helped. (...C=T,N,L D=H,ø,Y...)

I'd say I'm AGAINST 'em. Ha! ...we're all just empty husks of meaningless existence

I do not understand why SEGA made another console. After all, you cannot improve on perfection.

Shiro looked the wall, feeling all the teachings were suddenly null, in fact, after a few seconds, he felt quite dull. Scrawled on the wall, standing tall, was the letter A. What was today? Was it so tiring that his knowledge was expiring? "A... That... That's all I can see..." The fox said, to which Shiro agreed, in fact, that was the only thing it could be. Now that they were on track, Shiro turned to head back, report ready before he heard a loud clack! "Siiiiieeeeennnnaaaaa! Shiiiiiiirrrooooooooo! Heeeeeeeeellllllllppppp!" Tsetseg called with a shout, the sound nearly making Shiro pout. All was going well, but the archer found trouble, indeed, that seemed to be the one skill she did accel. In the next room, there was a net, one that caught Tsetseg, some sort of trap, he'd bet. The fox ran over with a speed quite swift, and the net she tried to lift. "Agh... Shiro, can I get a little assistance? " The fox asked with a plead. Shiro sighed, he had to help, lest he break his creed. Like the wind, Shiro was at their side to help the woman pinned. He did his best to try to lift, however, strength was not his gift. He only hoped with the power of two, they could lift this net that was stuck like glue.

Wow! That is a tragedy. And actually, now that you've brought it up, it sounds a little familiar... Okay, so we've started branching out and doing books, right? Normal children's entertainment stuff, right? But at one point they had me model for illustrations of this character they were calling "Cuke Sandwalker" for this book called Frog Wars. I read the book. It's not bad, actually! But the point is, there's this character called Dark Visor in it and that kind of sounds like Darth? Dark Visor was the bad guy, though, so I don't know about the "wise" part. I don't know, that's just me rambling.

Are you familiar with the tragedy of Darth Plagueis the Wise?

A talking cucumber!? I've seen some fucked up shit in my time... ...you're, like, top 20 on that list. Maybe.

You should lighten up there friend! I mean, I am an empty husk. Unless you count the nasty gunky shit. I wouldn't if I were you!

You must really... "pack" a punch, am I right? ...could you just put me in a box and ship me out of existence?

And the way we combat meaningless existence? Why, with Pepsi, of course!!

Alois looked a bit uncomfortable as Gunther mentioned seeing his mother off before leaving again, simply saying, "yeah...you're probably right..." It wasn't as though Alois hated his mother - she was in fact someone who he harbored no ill will towards. But, for that very reason the boy wasn't entirely looking forward to speaking to her again. Now having to think about it, he probably did nothing but cause her her fair share of troubles, and even if she didn't mind his curiosity for the unknown he couldn't image she'd still be fine with him going on this journey. Especially if she knew what it was he had actually seen. The boy then couldn't help but grow even more concerned about the future, as he realized his mother was not the only person he had caused trouble for, and thus not the only person he'd have to talk to. As Gunther then seemed to find a key underneath the rug and asked if he should use it on the chest, the boy shrugged. "Probably." The boy looked over Gunther's shoulder as he went to go open the chest, and couldn't but stare a bit in awe at the sight. Alois had already been pissed off by how much more lavish the Mayor's house had been in comparison to the others of his town. However, seeing the horde the old man seemed to have, Alois couldn't help but chuckle. The laugh didn't seem to be any bit amused, if anything it only served to convey how truly annoyed by this man the boy had been. After sifting through the treasure, Gunther seemed to find something else which only made Alois shrug again. "Can't say we do. I've never been told to worship the old bone lady, and if there's one thing Cora isn't it's a liar, so if she told you so then that's the truth. Of course, the two of us aren't exactly in the know, and neither of us know what this Caller business is either." Seeing that Gunther had been looking down at the bed, Alois decided to look underneath it as well. Crouching down, the boy saw an area of the floor that seemed to be less dusty than the others. More to that, there was a series of claw marks scratched into it causing the boy to look underneath the bed even more. As he did, he noticed a series of more claw marks etched into the underside of the bed. While at first he didn't think much of them, as he looked at it more, he noticed that the markings formed what looked like a letter "D." Getting out from under the bed, Alois simply said, "what a weird fucking man he is." Looking to the two who was with him, the boy said, "well, I found two letters. So," looking more specifically to Adel he asked, "what have you found so far?" Tsetseg was still befuddled by the strange sort of triangle and almost square triangle in front of her. However, without being able to solve this problem, Tsetseg simply gave up and left it to her two animal shape changing friends. "Alright Ratty," she said to her newfound companion, "let's search for some more things!" Beginning her search, the young archer immediately found what appeared to be a curious trial of ants. The girl bent down as she put her hand to her chin and examined where they were going. Walking forward, the girl was eventually stopped by a door. Looking to her rat friend she said, "don't worry, I'm great with doors." Giving a thumbs up to them, the girl then went to open the door. To her surprise, she was met with instant success! This door had likely heard the stories of her exploits in defeating the one upstairs and simply didn't bother in locking itself. Or it was just unlocked all along. Opening it, the girl walked in and continued to follow the line of ants. However, as she did, Ratty had left her shoulder and scurried out the door. While the girl was curious about this, she soon noticed a "clicking noise" could be heard as her foot pressed down on a button of sorts. Before she had time to react, a heavy net fell down from the ceiling on top of the girl, knocking the girl to the ground as she let out a yelp. "Aahhh, what what what - ." Tsetseg was trapped underneath the next, and try as she might have, she simply didn't have the strength to pry it off of herself. It was at this moment that the girl felt a certain empathy for the fish of the rivers and rabbits of the forests wondering if this too was what they felt like as they were caught in a trap. With a solemn look on her face, Tsetseg merely said aloud, "I'm sorry." Returning back to flustered and panicking at the whole situation, the girl shouted, "Siiiiieeeeennnnaaaaa! Shiiiiiiirrrooooooooo! Heeeeeeeeellllllllppppp!"