This is August. Leave a message and I'll get back to you. Unless you're a jackass who decided to track down my personal info instead of using the business number, in which case fuck you.
[He quickly sobers though, in tone if not in expression (or lack thereof, as it were).]
But you are correct, I come with ill-tidings. I was not possessed of the dubious gift of prophecy before this world, yet there are certain things I now Know with the same certainty as I knew every life's end in my world.
Something of grave importance has been - or shall soon be - lost, and I feel 'tis not an end that should be. I had hoped you and the other more experienced seers might have more information.
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But you are correct, I come with ill-tidings. I was not possessed of the dubious gift of prophecy before this world, yet there are certain things I now Know with the same certainty as I knew every life's end in my world.
Something of grave importance has been - or shall soon be - lost, and I feel 'tis not an end that should be. I had hoped you and the other more experienced seers might have more information.
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Fucking hell.]
Not yet, but I bet we're gonna get it soon. Do you, like, use the phone and the app at all? We have a group chat where we talk about this shit.
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[It may or may not be slowly becoming clear that it's a small miracle this skeleton managed to get the phone to work at all.]
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I'll...explain later. Just know we've got a group for this shit.