LAPSE

couldn't find or upload xo, lonely lights or I never dream :(
if uses NONG songs, I'm only including the NG replacements sorry I'm lazy
updated weekly

Literally every Extreme Demon Song

Extreme Demons

re-lapse II

LAPSE TUNES.

I was practicing Erik Satie's classic: Gymnopedie 1 <3

I got a bit disinterested (I'm bad/impatient at learning other peoples music)...so, I stole his left hand and after some noodling made my own melody within his structure. Just trying to live in his mind, in my own way, for a time, in our current times. The song slowly evolves from that inspirational source, more or less, in the order of my abstracting.

𝗕𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗱𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗹.
𝗟𝗲𝘁 𝘂𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁.
𝐀𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐟 Æ𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫,
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬.
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐰𝐬.

𝘈𝘮 𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨? 𝘈𝘮 𝘐 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘶𝘥? 𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘹? 𝘈 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳? 𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘱 𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘶𝘦𝘴? 𝘈 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘔𝘶𝘻𝘢𝘬? 𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵? 𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯? 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘶𝘯? 𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳?

¯\_(.-.)_/¯

Track art made with the help of MagicaCSG <3

Back to Dark Souls 3, baibai!

CONSUME

Atoms Of Æmber

Ｄｏｎ＇ｔ ｌｅｔ＇ｅｍ ｂｅｃｏｍｅ ｆｏｒｇｏｔｔｅｎ ｂｒｉｄｇｅｓ．．．

Ｂｅｔｔｅｒ ｔｏ ｆｏｒｇｅｔ＇ｅｍ ｔｈａｎ ｂｕｒｎ＇ｅｍ．

Ｒｅａｃｈ ｏｕｔ ｔｏ ｓｈｕｔ ｄｏｗｎ．

Ｅｘｃｉｔｅｍｅｎｔ ｔｏ ｗｉｔｈｄｒａｗａｌ．

Ｉ ｎｅｖｅｒ ａｓｋｅｄ ｆｏｒ ｔｈｉｓ， ｙ＇ｋｎｏｗ？

Jｕｓｔ ｔｒｙ ａｎｄ ｗｏｒｋ ｗｉｔｈ ｗｈａｔ＇ｓ ｒｏｌｌｉｎｇ ａｒｏｕｎｄ ｕｐｓｔａｉｒｓ.

I just can't connect. Time notwithstanding, It's not you... It's me. It's just fine for me to let you all to breeze by. It was fun while it lasted. Nothing's set in stone anyway, right? Even if it is...it'll crumble

Samples from Takashi Kokubo's beautiful  1992 album "Gaudi's Dream" -- Taken from the intro segment of Track 1, "Takumi". 
Lovely music. I forced a one-sided connection through the decades. I blame the algorithm:
https://youtu.be/acJ6qw0k6FA
(it's not on spotty, but his other work is. D:)

Art:
- L˥

Forgotten Bridges

The portal beckons.
Dive on through.
Steel your fear.
Return me to me.
The future rearranges you...
What's it like to be deleted?

Sharpen Your Portal

𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗼 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗲𝘁.

Part one of series (I'll probably not finish) of tracks using FL Studio's basic genre templates that are all pre-setup and ready to go. This is from the Jazz template. I'm trying to use only what they give me (minus effects). I did record a shaker and used a very basic synth in the background. This started a bit more traditional till I self-sampled and looped some segments of the original piece. I have some other things in this file that may be finished, one in particular I really like a lot that comes off the tail of this track. Thanks for listening. <3


More context: https://twitter.com/LLAAPPSSEE/status/1573133735297515520/photo/1

mp3: https://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/1162829

This Universe is a Cage

Some short n' sweet heavy electro.

Copyright Info: https://boomkitty.fm/copyright

🎧 Stream / Download

Bass Knight

Here's a new album I'll be putting on iTunes soon. Enjoy

Clubstep

A new remix i made for you guys as requested by a friend of mine. Hope you all enjoy it! BTW, no more new songs until the NGADm competition starts (if i make it in) because i gotta save some idea lol.

~NK~ Dev-BassDownLow Remix

Ah, hold fast. Something's wrong with the machine. Calibrating. . .⌛

Teleporter

Round and round and round. . . we go nowhere.


Image: Galileo sunspot drawings, modified.

https://academo.org/demos/galileos-sunspots/

..and Yet, It Goes Nowhere

At the Speed Of Light - Dimrain47

It sure is.
Welcome to the Sentience Bazaar! 

https://goo.gl/yLDzT9

http://bit.ly/1tpEAwn

Being Alive Is Fucking Weird

Managed to salvage this from an old email. Nearly lost to time.
Changed the ending. Time is easy to misplace...

Digital necromancy at the push of a button.

PHNX DWN

Darkmetroidomega very very long nickname 

The Final Phase by Darkmetroidomega

"She shot him down. 
Put him right in the ground.
They turned him inside-out
dragged his head around. 
All over town,
They stopped and they stared. 
No one bat an eye; no soul did care.
There's no one here."

"They shot him down.
They gave him a crown."

(imaginary lyrics,
from an imaginary being
on an imaginary planet)

Lure

Music Vid:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u71NMj353vk&feature=youtu.be

A Shimmer in the Murk

Betrayal Of Fate-GoukiSan

Virtual Human for your digital needs.™

CONSUME MEDIA, HUMAN: 
 https://youtu.be/TKOEGJxbVYE

Virtual Human

Original YT upload date: Dec 22, 2014
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yanwIwtlzEI)

My last song of 2014.

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Final Battle

Surface - Dimrain47

The Original, Low Quality Nightcore Edit by an unknown user to lia;quos Masterpiece Crystal Corruption.

I DO NOT OWN THIS SONG!!!
ALL RIGHTS GO TO LIA;QUO!!!

I uploaded this because the original was nowhere to be found on Soundcloud!

Here you can download the newer high quality edit by lia;quo:
http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/732596

Lia;quo - Crystal Corruption (Nightcore Remix)

Lia;quo - Crystal Corruption (Nightcore Edit)

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

https://soundcloud.com/lapse/broken-shell

(S)hell

𝘞𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦,
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵.
𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘬𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭. . .
𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘺.
𝘖𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘸.
𝘓𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧.
𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘦.
𝘗𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘴
𝘓𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴.


see also:
https://gph.is/1oSQA5S

https://media1.giphy.com/media/THlB4bsoSA0Cc/200.gif

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BnO3nijfYmU

img: Me.

We're All Pale on the Inside

"Whenever you hit the ground. . ."

The thing makes itself.


First released as part of this limited split/cassingle tape from Chicago-based indie tape label, Impossible Colors:
https://impossiblecolorsrecs.bandcamp.com/album/impossible-colors-club-brice-woodall-feed-the-fiction-b-w-lapse-from-air

From Air

Among the mondegreens,
deep in chronocrypsis,
a remedy for time.
Among the mondegreens,
deep in chronocrypsis,
a remedy for time.
Among the mondegreens,
ď̖ë̖ep̢̀ ǐ̞n ch̥͋r̫̃onoc̡͞ry̙͐ps̩͒is̮̅,̡͞
̮̂a ͇̓rem͍̒edy ̱͝foȓ̲ ̡̏t̆͟i͛ͅm̛̹e.͔͒
Ḁ̕mong̝͠ ̪̈t̙̊he ̪͘mond̟͞e͉͞gr͔͡een͙͒s,̞́
deep i̪͌ṇ͌ ̲̚cḧ̘́r̫̐o̘̅nocr͂͜y͍͠ṕ̹si̳̒ș̏,̧̉
a̲͂ rem̭͡e̯͆d̛̥y ̖̀f͖͛o̱̚r tḯ͕ḿ̟e.̫́
Among̨̔ th͔͗ẻ̜ ̞͆m̘̕o̞̿n͖̓d̥͐ẹ̃g̦͆ree̽͢nś̹,̡͞
d̗͊eep̧͆ ̹͠i̖͡n ͕͛c̊͜hrô̧ń̗o͈͌c̀͜ryp̗͊sis͞ͅ,̂͜
a r̦̈́em̲̀ed̜̔y for ͍̒ti̝̚m̩̓e̘͘.͙̀
͈͒A͇͠m͈̰̿̊o̡̎n̬̐g̙͈̊͐ ̧͎̇̏t͚̊͑͟he̛͉ ̜̓mọ͎̉́n̛̯̖̊ḓ̖͛͠e̐͜g̜͐r̘̆͢͝e͑ͅe̢̋n̻̅s̻͒,̚ͅ
̟̀̋͜de̹̫̐̃eṕ̻ ͉̽i͔̔n̼̗͂͠ ̱͑͟͞ch̼̓̒͢ŕ̪ồ̼͇n̦̙̏̎ocr̢̾yps̛̗i̳͒̽ͅs̥̕,̛̞
̗̆a̛̟ ͍̌r̰͇͘͞emed̰͐ý̩͔͌ ̧̻̐̾f͍̼̍̋ō̧̜̚r ̥̇ti̟̦̋̕m͇̭̄̀e͚͑.͈͘
̮͂A͙̋moǹ̺͓͘g̖̟̃͞ ̦̙̄̾t̻̃̐ͅh͔͇͋̈́e ̜̀̽͟m̨͝o̦̖͂̑ṇ̽d̠͛egr̡͊e̫͞ę̛̙̽ǹ̻s͍̋,̦̊
̳͠de͢͡e͌͜p ̻̮́̒i̻͡n̫̙͑̄ c͖͌͠ͅh̼̥͒͛r̡̉on̡̯͂͒oc̡̠̏̌r̬̄y͈̚p̲͍̿͛si̧̎s,̩́
͍͝a̤͚͞͠ ͓̀r̈́͟e͇͗m̗͒ed͇̃y ̹̝́͠f͇̀o̎͟r̖͌ ̛̖̞͠t̞͌i͇̅me̡̚.
A̤̒mŏ͔n͚̅g͍͗ ͍͗t̝̾he mọ͞n̢͋d͉͂e̥͡g̬͐r̲̹̓̐e̅͟e̟̍n̻͖͊͡s͕̦͛̈,
d̡͚̕͝è̫̥͆e̪̚p ̪̓i̦͛̄͟ň̰͖̋ c͌͟ẖ͛ȑ̙̘͠ȏ͉̙́n̟̫̅̐ȯ͜c̺̋r͙̉yp̩̝̒̇s͂ͅi̺̦̒̇s̪͐,̖̅
͚̒à͇ r͋̃͜ͅeṃ̢̓͌é̲̼̎d̜̽y͈͗ ͖̠̏͠f̡͘o̠̊r ͍̌t̢͍̏͆im̬͍̽͞e̙͘.͎̀̚͢
̼̰͊̆A̯̜͂͡m̨̛̤͞õ̢̌ͅn̢̟͐̈g̮̈ ̣͔̌̅t̳̽͘͟h͓̉e̲͕̾͗ ͙̲́͗m̱̈on̰̿dè͙gr͓͂ee̡͆n̡̯̽̕ś̟̑͟,
̙́̾͟deȅ̝p̨̰͂̽ ̧͑in̪̜͌́ ̢̙́͠c̫͐h̬̳̊̆ro̼̐n͍̄̚͜o̗̿cry͙͡p̫̰͛̈́s͔͗ȉ̢̖̈s͕̒,̹̟͑͑
̧̲̎͊a rem̱͈̍̓ê̢̖͠dy̯̖̍̒ ̺̰̆̐f͎̎o͈͝r͓͆ ̛͕̌͜t̹̚i͙͆m̞͆e.
̭̀Ä͈m̳̝̩̟̒̎͒͛ȯ̙̞̓n̖͈̩͋̑͘g̢̨̝̜̫͉̦̓̆̐͒̌̒̕ ̫͖̘̳̬͛̈́̂̈́͡t̢͙̣͙̿̎̆̃͘ͅḩ̻͖̱̜̫̼͉̙͇́͛̉͛̊̃̽͐̅̕e̦̪̻̿̈͊̀͢ ̧̞͓̝͊͊͑̅m̡͇̹̾̔̍̕͢͢͞ǫ͍̙̘̭̭̞̯̏̌̃̋̎͂̕̕̚͜͡ͅn̛̤̪̘̫̺͍͌̉̇͆̎d͖̣̣̟̹̮̎̑͐̐͆̌͟͝e̘̮̫͓̋͂̕͡g̩̈́͜͠r̡͇̳͙̞̂͗̄̍͡e̹̱͓̙͉̹̟̗̿̂͒̏̋̃͒́ë̖́͟n͍̱͎̥̾̊̄̚š̢̮̦̀͠,͖̪̬͑͒̕
̠̎ḏ̹͚̫͆͋̓̔͡ͅe̖͍͚̙͎̹̋̎͋̃̊̔̃͘͢͟͡ͅḙ̡̹͎͖͉̘͔̹̉̍̆̅̽̈̂͂̎p͎͚̤͂́̌ ̥̳͓̩̪̮̏̆̑̇̏͛̏͢i͕̭͇̺̙͙̐̏̓̍̊̒͘͢n̮̯̯̬͊̈͊̎̑͢ ̛̪͈̥̣͖̬̀̀̔͋̾c̮̘̩̝̒̍́̏̾͢ḩ̧͕̝̥̮͇̳̱̪̞̿̂̈̅͐̃̈̉͂̚̕r̳̺̦̝̻̙͒̇́͌͌̋͘ͅó͔͚̟͙̺̅̑͛͋n̻͚͇̝͕̻̪̞̈́͋͆̓̂͛̏̈̈͑͜͢o̮͍̤͎͐́̀̆c̬̙̜̭͈̥̼̋̓͛̈̒̃̕r̪͓̙̻̣͔̺̫̻͒̓̾̋̀̀͌̎͞ỵ̢͍̖̺͖͇͋̐̑͆̉̕͜͡͝p̧̟͕͛̍̕s̨͉̩̝͈͔̗͉̑́͛̂̾͑̓̅i̻̐̋͟s,̱͉͓̹̫̙͓͉͗̆́͌͊́́́͘͜
̛̝̦̱̼̲͓͔̪̹̤͚͆̏̔̐̌̽͊̀͂̂ȁ̡̛̭̘̝͈͒͆͌ ̧͖̙͎̣̩̠͍̩͊̃͌͆̊̍̏̏̑r̩̖̝̦̺̔̎̋̓̃e̱͔͔̰̰͆̄̃͛̌m̛̦̤̫͈͚͍͗̈̐͑͂é̮̬͓̼̤̊̈́̿̀̏͟d̛̻̲̩̔͂y̡̧̘̺̟̯͔̿͆̋̃̕̕͡ ̧̣̼̻̑̆͘͘f̫̯͖̻̱͕̙͇͊̑̾̀̅̂̿͜͝͡o̡̼͙̦̝͇̍̓͊͑̀̂r͎͂ ̢̗͙̯͋͋͡͡ţ̗͔̻̞̮̼̘̀̔̋͐͐̀̄͘̕͟͜͞͠ͅḭ̧̩͚̹͉̬͖͍̹̐̀̌͐͋͒́͘͠͡ḿ̙̫͙̭̯̣̺̈̄͊͌̾͝e̢̒.̨̨̮͙̦͖̘͋͊̋̀̄̓̚
̼̮͓͉̪̩̦̪̐̓͗̾̍͒̂͋̇͟͢͞A̱̝̯͒̾̄ḿ̛̞̭̻̘̙̜͈͙͉̼͇͗͒̍͒͂̑͆͌͞ǫ̧̪̭̲̽͌́͗̅n͕͆g͗͢ ̡̟̩̹͍̗͈͗̍͗̑͋͐̚͡ͅt̤͙͚͔̖͇͔͂͊̂͗͘̚͝ḩ̢̖̠̩̠͇̘̝̣͚̎̇̽̋͗̋̎́͛͡͡e̦̜͕̺̽̑͛͠ ͉̪̙̭̟͖̃̀́̌͘͘m̡̙̟̤̜̻̉̅̄̒̎̓̚͡ͅͅơ̢͈͚̥͙̼̬̺͊̾̽̂͑̕͘n̬̳̤̋̐̀͘͟d͈̤̟̰̯̻͒̔͛͗̅̆͡ͅe̗̩̅͠g͇͞r̘̂͘͟ë̱̺̬̆͠ȅ̱̞̳̈̋ņ̨͇̜̯̞̰̝̯̞̝͑̃̿̓̀͌͌̿̌̈́͛s̛̭͚̞̰̫̠̭̖̒͌́̈́͌͐̅,͉͇͛̓
͔̓̈́ͅd̫̟̩̹̜̙̠̖͈̿̓̆̋̎̉̏̌͠e̘̫̗̦͙̫͙̖̼̓́̽̈́͋̒́̑͘͡ͅę̛̯̹́͘p̯̞̭̑̍̕ ̛̮͔͚͚͖̽̌̈́̔ī̯ń̫̼͝ ͉͝c̜͂h̖̙̯̬̪̪̾̇̏̐̍̌́͜ṟ̛͇̙̪̲̖͌̀̎̔̕̚͢͠ͅơ̧̮̱̹̯̞͕̠̈́͂̆̉̾̈́̓̿͟n̯͈̼̙̓͌̽͞o͍͐͒̕͢ͅc̙͔͕̗͇̹͔͆́͐́̍͛̿̂͢͟͡ŗ͈̮̗̮̻͉̤̈̓̔̃̊̋̈́̃̚ͅý̩̫̫͔͚̺̠͔͂̈́̈́͛̒͘͠p̧̼̠̬͂̈́̚͞s̲̠̘͖̞̈̈́̋́̒͌͢͜͟͡͝ī̤͕̻͉̤̙͂́͛̒̃̚͢͢͠s̛͕̮͉͙̻̬̋͊̀̐́,͉̖͘͝
̢̰̙̼̳̓̋̔̉̕͞ͅá̳͚̮̟̻̥͈̖̈̈̈͗̅͂͡ ̨̡̯͔̖̠͋͋͌̾̈̌r̜̺̲͑̍͐͟͡é̦̳̟̩̥̘͔̖́́͑̀̒͂͐͞ͅm̡̢̙̪̙̦̳̟̤͊̑̊̌̓̂̔́͞e͍͙̲̩̝̗̱̳̗̍̋͂͋͘͘͠͞͡d̲̪͈͖̰͂̀̿̓͛͠ͅy̥̭͔̟̩̖̪̲̦̮͂͌́͊̌̊̿͐͋͞ ̡̯̥͚̠͚̠̬̂͌̓̂̃̓͞͠f̤̪̟̲͂͛̅̈́̑͢͟͝͠ͅo̹̗͕͗̃͝ŕ̢̧͇̳͗̾̾̚ͅ ̛̝̝̻̱͙͌̊̀̂̌͟͞ͅt̛̩̘̰͓̤̰̭̟̀̓͆͊̆̇̀̀͜͟͡i̳̤͔̳͈͖͈̭̹̔̓̆͌̈̀͞͠͝m͖̮̥̣̞̊̐̈́͌̈́ë̻͓͓̀̿.̢̡̜̝̟͍͚͖̾̀̉͋͂̎̽̓͢͝
̘̠͖͖̩̽̒̎̇͂̓͘͟͜Á͓̯̔m̜͋ơ̟̫͕̊̇̈̀͢͢n̙͔̗̩̋͗͛͆g̠̯̟̥̖̀̈́̅͑̀ ̤̙͕̖̼̈́̐͆̓̈̕͜͟͝th̡̨̝̤͍̆̊̊͗̄̾̕ͅͅe̦̠̲͉͊͒͞͝ ̛͙̱̲͎̣͕̞͒̍͒͆̓̊m̞͈̼̏̍͋́̏͢ͅo͉̦͚̖̖̜̿̇̒͂̾͒́ͅn̟͔̠̰̄͑̓̓d͔̗̹̫͕͕̠̬͉̺̿́̃͋͐̌̾̄́̕͟͝è̱g̢̡̗̱̺̘̞͖̣͇̳͌̐̅͗̾̀̍͌̋͘͡r̺̼͖̄̓͢͞͞e̥̪̝̬̺͇͚͖͗̈́̑͛͂̿̄̂͋ͅe̺̘̭̔̐̆̆͢ṋ̪̼̩̲͖̰̮͍̺͛̅̃̀͆̄̒̏͛̾͟͞s̢̛̫̩͉̘͛̆̈́͋͞ͅ,̖͠
̹̩͇̣̜̏̂́͌̔dȩ͕͈͈̫̱́̔͂̾͝͝e̢̦͈̲̫̞̺̗͋͌͋̓̈́͐̄͞p͈̠͙̊̓͝ ̡̩͋̀͟͝ï̢̛̭̱̬̲͓̦͗̄͌̆̀n̹͖̫̎̋͆͊ͅ ̗̯̙̠̲̲͖̭̥̭̐͋̽̅͊̅́̕̚͞c̝͚̞̟̝̟̞̫͗́̅̆͒́̎̋̀͟͡ͅh̨̄r̼̙̖̫͙̲̓̈̏̈́́̎̀͜o͓͖͈̪̣̦̽̈̍̒͒̀͢͞n̨̡̰͐͑͞ō̡͎͚̟͚̟͖̿́̃̓͑̐͘͟c̡͚̫̙͂̂̋̋̆ͅṙ̨̢̩̪̠̆̇̾͌y͓̭̩͂̀͘p̛̫͓̹̳̏̚͝s̺̞̺̹͈̭͎̟͔̘̄̐̈́͊̿̑̕͘͢͝͞ĭ̡̡̮͙̙̙̙͖͌̽̾̑̄͋͊͘͢͜͠͠ͅs,̥̭̮̭̐́̅͠
̨͈͇͔̩͙̫̰̈́̀͋̾̆͂̃̊͟͡a̛̮̣̗̭̙̩̓̌̓̇̏̔ͅ ̡͍̜̾͊̓ŗ̨̲̭͎̦̦̫̏̌͊̏͋͝͞͝ę̼̎̔m͚̹̫̪̑̓́͞ĕ̠͓̙̀͐dy̡͔̗͚͆͂̍͞ ̛͕̫̇f̨̙̙̘̝̩͓͖̏̈́̀́̈́̀̓͘ȫ̳̙̻͙͎͓͎͉̞̫͙̐͌͌́͋̏̈́̒r̮̙̰̝̠̳͆̔͆̆͗͠ ̤̯͕̞̾̈̇͝ṭ̥̯̳͈̳̠̭̅̌́̉̍̊̅̕i̛̹̩̹̠͖͓̼̖̒̊́͊͊̇͝m̙̻͂̿ẹ̺̙̀̆͛͝ͅ.̧͇͈̤̫̙͒͛̑̒̏͠
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