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College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Dave grabs Roger by the shirt, and his eyes begin to glow blue.]] / Dave: Roger, Joe doesn't have my cat. For your own sake, tell me I misunderstood you. / Roger: Uh... yeah. No need to thank me... / Dave: I am gonna have to HURT you for this, Roger. WHY? / Roger: Sheesh, Dave. Apparently Joe got Chester's DNA tested the last time he was there, and yeah, it's his cat. / Dave: And you just GAVE it to him??? / Roger: Well, it was that, or you coming back from wherever and being arrested or something. / [[Dave, who is once more getting a bad headache from overexertion of his laser powers, lets Roger go.]] / Dave: UUUGH! OKAY. Thank you. Now... could you be very nice and convince Joe to give me back my soul, PLEASE? / Roger: I have tried to, but he won't. I think he wants YOU to be the one who tries to convince him. / Dave: [[grasping his head]] I... really need to ingest another bottle of aspirin. / Roger: [[crossing his arms]] Hey, maybe blinding him doesn't seem like such a hot idea now, am I right?
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Dave is looking for Diana.]] / Dave: Finally, there you ARE! Di, you gotta help me with this! / Diana: OH GOD. Let me guess, you want me to convince Roger to make his hairy friend give you your cat. / Dave: Hole in one! So, are you going to? I promise I'll help you with something. When you need it. / Diana: Look, Dave. Don't get me wrong, I'm on your side, here. But it's useless. I tried to talk him out of it. No dice. / Dave: What? I don't believe it! If he isn't listening to you, then WHO is he listening to? / Diana: Who else? He's been cultbrainwashed by his werecoyolleagues. / Dave: That's what I thought! Di, aren't you concerned? These guys are probably all evil, and they're pulling Roger to their sinister furry side! / Diana: I know! On the other hand, he has this amazing technique now. If only it was a bit less good, I'd complain. / Dave: Well, I'm screwed. / Paul: [[off-panel]] YO! / Diana: Don't say that in the proximity of Paul.
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Sitting on the couch with the phone in his hand, Dave steels himself to make a phone call to Joe.]] / Dave: [[thinking]] BLARGH. Okay Dave, deep breath. Don't let him get to you. Let's do this really quick just so it can't be said you didn't try. / [[Joe, in werecoyote form, is sitting in a dimmed room with Chester sleeping on his lap. He has answered the phone.]] / Joe: Hello, Dave. / Dave: [[through the phone]] Expecting my call, were ya? / Joe: Were I, yes. Hohoho! / Dave: [[through the phone]] SOOO funny. Listen, this is not a social call. I just want my cat back. / Joe: There's only one cat I know about and he's very mine. / Dave: [[through the phone]] Yeah, I know about the DNA test. But you DO know about the soul thing, don't you? / Joe: No, but I bet it's a funny story. Tell me about it sometime, alright? / Dave: [[through the phone]] Why don't I tell you just now? / Joe: I don't like the phone. It's very impersonal. Come visit and I'll listen to it. / [[Back to Dave's apartment.]] / Dave: [[sarcastically]] Oh yeah, because the last time I set foot there it was such a blast. / Joe: [[through the phone]] What, are you afraid? Of a humble werecoyote? / Dave: Just one? / Joe: [[through the phone]] Just you and me. Make your case. / Dave: Do you think I'd be so dumb as to...? / Joe: [[through the phone]] Archie says hi. *click*
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Dave and Margaret are talking outside.]] / Margaret: Well, you're right. It DOES sound like a trap. / Dave: Of COURSE it is! He wants me to go alone inside his house, and I bet he knows I can't use my laser vision! / Margaret: But how could he know such a thing? You have only told me! / Dave: He said he had been "asking questions to the right people". That only can mean JAY! / Dave: I bet they're going to be waiting for me, and then they'll shred me to pieces and then SHOOT ME! / Margaret: Okay. You have maybe one good shot in you before you knock yourself out, right? How about this? / Margaret: You try the subtle art of diplomacy and persuasion for once, without getting angry. Now, if you get attacked, I can be outside. Just dial my cell phone and get down, and I'll shoot high with my Uzi... / Dave: Too bad I'm not Mike. Or maybe I am. I'm so so very DEAD. / Margaret: Well, let's not be pessimistic. Maybe he only wants to meet you in person so he can make you beg and grovel. / Dave: Are you supposed to be trying to cheer me up?
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Margaret, Roger and Dave are outside Joe's mansion.]] / Margaret: Remember, Dave. One ring and we go in, guns blazing. We have you covered. / Roger: [[smiling, arms crossed]] Pfah! Will you two stop acting like he's going to the guillotine? I'm telling you, Joe promised... / Margaret: It doesn't hurt to have a safety net, Roger. Joe might have promised you anything but if he gets possessed all the bets are off. / Roger: Well, *I* could be possessed at any given second and you don't make such a fuss of it. Just go in already! / Dave: [[looking up]] *SIGH* / Dave: If there's one thing good about this, Roger, it's that now we know EXACTLY where your loyalties lie. / Roger: You're going to come out that door and I'm going to LAUGH at you for being such a paranoid-head. / Dave: Yeah, probably my paranoid head will come out, and the rest will join a lot LATER!
 
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Dave enters Joe's mansion.]] / Dave: Hello? / Joe: [[off-panel]] Ah, it's you. Come in. / Dave: Where are you? / Joe: [[off-panel]] Were am I, indeed. Hohoho. / Dave: Oh NO you didn't! Look, could you stop the psychological war? I have friends out there. I'm not WORRIED. Not a bit. / Joe: [[off-panel]] Psychological war, THIS? I feel insulted. Get the door closed up behind you, will ya? / [[Joe appears in his usual werecoyote form.]] / Dave: [[suspicious]] So, where are the rest of your friends, Joe? You didn't think I'd believe that whole "just you and me" stuff? / Joe: If you'd listen to Roger, you'd know I always keep my promises. Let's go to the library and you can tell me all about that soul story. / [[Joe points the way to the library.]] / Dave: Oh, so THAT is where you keep the handcuffs and tasers. / Joe: [[grinning]] Naw, just some medieval artifacts. They're just for... decorative purposes.
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives Dave: And that's it. I know it sounds crazy and impossible, and you're not going to believe me anyway, so why did you ask? / Joe: I had to listen to what you have to say. I owe it to Roger. He's very valuable to us. / Dave: That's what you think he is? Valuable? / Joe: Friendship is a human concept. To us, everyone is either pack or prey. / Dave: So why didn't you believe him when he told this story, then? / Joe: He could be mistaken. But my nose is fine now. So yeah, I believe you. / Dave: Sooo... am I getting my cat back? / Joe: Why would I give him to you? Give me a really good reason. / Dave: UGH. Look, Joe... I know you hate me and that you don't care if I suffer or not. But think about Ch... Archie. I know you're a good owner, but he feels incomplete without me. And I'm sure Roger would appreciate it too. / Joe: Heh! You're thinking about Roger, now? You treat him like sh*t all the time! / Dave: Gggh. I know, you're right, I'll try not to, but please... I'll do anything. C'mon. / Joe: Anything, huh? Very well. then... / Joe: I want THREE things from you.
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Margaret and Roger are waiting for Dave outside Joe's mansion. Margaret has her arms crossed and is eyeing a relaxed Roger.]] / Margaret: He's RIGHT, you know? This is a loyalty test. Guess you're not on our side anymore. / Roger: Yes, I'm aware (HAHA!) that this is a loyalty test. It's just not the kind of test you're thinking about. / Margaret: God, you even sound like him now! So, what am *I* thinking, if you're so sure? / Roger: He's not making me choose between you guys and them. / Margaret: No? / Roger: He just wants to see if I trust him. And I do. I'm not worried about Dave, not a bit. / Margaret: Oh great, now that you said that, something horrible will happen. / [[Dave reappears with Chester in his arms. Margaret is surprised, while Roger is smiling.]] / Dave: [[nervously]] Let's just go quickly before he changes his mind.
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Dave and Margaret are back at Dave's apartment. Chester is clinging to Dave's shoulders, and Margaret is petting Chester.]] / Margaret: [[smiling]] Well, don't worry about the NOES thing... we can have a couple of meetings with Joe and then pretend we forgot forever! At least you have your soul back! / Dave: I know. I'm in shock! / Margaret: And you didn't have to dance around in a chicken costume or something? / Dave: No, he just demanded that Chester wears a collar and a tag with his address, so if I lose him or go missing again he can take care of him. / Dave: Also, I promised I'd give him Spooky. At least that one isn't afraid of a mountain of hair and fangs. / [[Dave sits on the couch holding Chester, while Margaret stands behind the couch, leaning on it with arms crossed.]] / Margaret: Aaaaand you still don't look happy at all. / Dave: Nononono, I am happy. I really am. / Margaret: Yeah, right. Something's on your mind. Is it about Joe? Did he give you a vibe? / Dave: No, it's not Joe. / Dave: Uh... Margaret? / Dave: Do you think I have an... anger problem?
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives Margaret: An anger problem, you? Get real. / Dave: I have a headache, Margaret. ALL the time. Sometimes it gets worse but it never goes away. / Margaret: You're just exhausted. You'll get better in a few days, I bet. / Dave: No, I'm always angry, and I can't stop. It's happened before, too, you know? / Margaret: Look, Dave. You get angry, all right. You get put through a lot of crap, too. It's normal. / Dave: Yeah, it's normal. But it's STILL a problem. / Margaret: You could get free counseling, I think. / Dave: The kind of problems I have are too WEIRD for therapy, you know? They could land me in the funny farm. / Margaret: Well, there's always the ancient solution of punching something in the face. / Dave: So, I can count on you? / Margaret: Are you... asking me to train you again? RIGHT. / Dave: No. You were RIGHT, Margaret. I am DEFENSELESS without my lasers and the whole goddamn world wants to SCREW me over.
 
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Blue stands in front of a door, inside the Green residence.]] / Blue: ARRRGHBLBLBLAAHARGH!!!!! / [[Blue stands to the left of Hazel, who is sitting on a couch, knitting.]] / Blue: Um, Ma, can I speak to you for a moment? / Hazel: Yes you can dear, but I thought you were not on speaking terms with me. / Blue: Well... yeah. But I can't stay this way forever, right? Besides, this is important. / Hazel: Important, huh? Do you want me to erase your boyfriend's memory so he can sleep at night? / Blue: NNNOOOO! Look, I... / Blue: Wait a minute. / Hazel: Yes? / Blue: You're... KNITTING. / Hazel: I KNOW! / Blue: Why would you be knitting? / Hazel: Fun? / Blue: Ma, why are you knitting? / Hazel: FUH-UUUUN!
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Blue and Hazel are having a discussion at the Green mansion.]] / Blue: [[arms crossed, looking away]] Ma, I'm trying to think about Mike. She was his friend. He wouldn't want her dead. / Hazel: [[winding up a ball of yarn]] Like I care, Blue. Mike might have forgiven her, but not me. / Blue: It was an ACCIDENT. / Hazel: SHMACCIDENT. I know what she was up to. Besides, even if it was, no one is allowed to be clumsy around my kids. / Hazel: It's not like I get any thanks for it, right? But still. / Blue: Could you at least... finish her quickly? For me? / Hazel: Naw. The winged girl, tho, your friend? Her intentions were noble, so yeah. / Blue: [[surprised]] What, you have MARSHA???!!! *obscured* April, let Marsha go! / Hazel: LANGUAGE, Blue Violet Green. / Blue: You HAVE to let her go, Ma! It was ME who manipulated her into killing April for me! / Hazel: Well, Vernon is studying her wings mutation. When he's done I'll think about it. / Blue: You don't get it! She's mentally unstable, this could push her over the edge, and... and Mike was in LOVE with her! / Hazel: Oh, I know that, dear. / Hazel: But no one is allowed to be CRAZY around my kids, either. / [[Hazel exits the room.]]
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Blue in front of Mike's grave]] / I will try to convince the Dragon to let Marsha go, and I'll try to speak to Vernon. But I'm afraid there's not a lot I can do. / I was trying to make you feel proud of me. (Instead of making you turn in your grave fast enough for a black hole to appear.) / Please don't hate me. / [[Blue crying holding Mike's gravestone]] / This is one of those sitchs where you would have found a way. But I only made things worse. I'm sorry. / If... you're looking at me, wherever you are? I miss you. / More than ever.
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[There is a blackness]] / [[The blackness grows]] / [[Mike, knife in his chest is fleeing the darkness which has demons within it.]]
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Mike is running for his life (a bit strange since he is dead).]] / [[Mike looks over, there is an ornate gate (possibly pearly) with a figure inside.]]
 
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Mike is running for the strange-looking arc.]] / Mike: AAAAH! No! Why can't I reach it??? Don't get away from me! / Mystery Guy: The infinite can grow, didn't they teach you that in college? / Mike: You! Hey you, stop sitting on that rock and help me reach that gate! / Mystery Guy: The gate is closed. / Mike: But I can SEE you on the other side! C'mon! / Mystery Guy: I can't let you in. You have a horde of demons behind you. / Mike: But I have a horde of demons behind me! I gotta get out of here! / Mystery Guy: Do you know where is "here"? / Mike: There are demons, therefore it's HELL! / [[Mystery Guy, behind the pearly gates is facing away from the desperately running Mike.]] / Mystery Guy: You have been in Hell. This doesn't look like it at all. / Mike: You say that because you're not here running forever with a knife in your gut! / Mystery Guy: You will believe there's a difference when those demons catch you. They have been give the task to take you there. / Mike: And you STILL won't let me in??? What a JERK! / Mystery Guy: If I did, then they would get in too. / Mystery Guy: The world would be invaded and many innocent lives lost. Are you worth it?
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Mike is fleeing a horde of demons, he is just outside the gate]] / Mike: UGH, I know I'm not worth it! But if you let me in, I'll get rid of them as soon as I reach the other side. / Mystery Guy: If you can't get rid of them here, how could you do it there? / Mike: Well, I have no weapons here! I don't even have my tentacle! Besides I have this friend and she's got PLASTICS! / Mystery Guy: The demons would be unbound and way more powerful than here. This is, after all, not Hell. / Mike: You insist??? Look I made a deal with the Devil! That lands you in Hell, right? / Mystery Guy: Not necessarily. If the deal's off... / Mike: HUH? But the deal's not off! / Mystery Guy: The Devil got what he wanted. And then you withdrew from the contract. / Mike: ... / Mystery Guy: Signed it in blood and everything? It's all good and legal. / Mike WHAT???!!!
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Mike is in the zone between heaven and hell.]] / Mike: The deal's off??? NO! / Mystery Guy: I thought you sincerely wished you never made that deal. / Mike: Of course I wished it! But then I'd be alive! Now my friends are on their own! / Mystery Guy: You have a notable self-confidence. But things are off your hands now. / Mike: No, they can't be! Please, let me through! I can't keep on running forever! / Mystery Guy: So don't. Give up. Maybe your loved ones will go to a better place than you. / Mike: Blue and Marsha??? Get REAL! / [[A demon claws at Mike]] / Mike: Watch it f___er! This suit was $2000! / Mystery Guy: It's going to be over really soon... / Mike: Alright, alright! So, I'd have to get rid of these ugly bastards, right? But how do I do that??? / Mystery Guy: I can't tell you. I can't interfere in your favor. / Mike: But a small hint? Clue? Cheat code? C'moooon! / Mystery Guy: The answer is within you.
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Mike is fleeing a horde of demons, knife in his chest, shirt all bloody.]] / Mike: WHAT. Are you SERIOUS? All I get is that TRITE crap? / Mystery Guy: It is more than enough. / Mike: How is that going to help me? Honestly, where did you get it? A Hallmark card? / Mystery Guy: Well think. / Mystery Guy: What do you have inside you? / [[Mike is running hard, but the demon tentacles are reaching out for him...]] / Mike: GNF okay okay I have... WILL! / Mystery Guy: Very useful. What else? / Mike: I have FIGHT! / Mystery Guy: You will need it. But something more important... / Mike: LLLLOVE? / Mystery Guy: Heh. Well, who is talking trite crap now? / Mike: I don't know what else...!!! / Mystery Guy: It's within you. LITERALLY. / [[Mike looks down and sees the knife jutting from his bloody shirt. He reaches for it as the demons close in on him.]]
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Mike clutches the knife, blood flowing copiously from the wound]] / [[Mike falls to his knees while removing the knife.]] / [[As the demon horde closes in on Mike he suddenly lashes out with the knife that was once in his chest. It slices through demons like a hot knife through butter.]]
 
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives {{Mike faces off against a horde of demons}} / Mike: ????!!! / Mike: oooooooooooooooooooooh. / Mike: Hey, thanks, Gabe! / Gabe: Took you long enough to catch on, you idiot. / Mike: Right on! Would love to stay and chat about what's up with you lately, but there's a zillion demons that need chopping! / Gabe: Yeah, yeah, it's always the same with you.
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Mike, bleeding from the wound from where the knife was charges the demon horde, the knife, now a blue-burning sword. The demon horde falters...]]
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Roger is asleep. He is dreaming of an purple octopus with a cake with one candle for a hat]] / [[An orange octopus eats them both ... Roger is waking up]] / [[Margaret is kneeling above Roger, spade over her right shoulder and a terrifying grin on her face.]] / Roger: Ah...? / Margaret: Hey, man! / Margaret: Let's go GRAVE ROBBIN'! / Roger: AAAAAAHHHH!
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Margaret is in Roger's apartment, she is excited.]] / Roger: No way. How could you get in here unnoticed? I *refuse* to believe you out-ninjaed me. / Margaret: Joe let me in, silly! Get dressed ASAP, the abomination list is long and the night won't last forever. / Roger: Oooooh-kaaay. Look, there are easier ways to get brains and stuff for your unholy experiments... / Margaret: NononoNO! I had this awesome dream, see? Mike is coming back, and he needs a ride from the cemetery! / Roger: Well... I was dreaming about cannibal octopi, but that doesn't mean I'm going to put a cake on your head and... / Margaret: Roger, just shut up and play along! What's to loose? We can only get arrested and be ostracized as necrophiles! C'Mon! / Roger: *Sigh* Okay, okay. If you excuse me for a minute... / Margaret: No time to loose! Mike can't hold his breath for too long, so let's go! / Roger: No, really, this won't take long... I have the funny farm number on speed dial...
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Margaret and Roger are in Mike's graveyard ... somewhere.]] / Roger: Look, Margaret. He's gonna stink even more than when he was alive, which was a LOT. Why did you have to bring a werecoyote with a sensitive nose? / Margaret: Because Dave would be whining? (unlike you, haha) Besides, I told ya, he's coming back! / Roger: Uh-HUH. Listen, do you see his tombstone? It says RIP, not AFK, BRB! / Margaret: My God, could you get more NERDY? / Roger: So you can say things like ASAP, but I can not? Boooo. / Margaret: Don't say "Boo!" in a graveyard! And you believe in lots of stupid thing, so why not this? / Roger: Because, Margaret, he's been dead for weeks now. No one is that badass, not even Mike, unless he is a zombie or a Warner Bros character! / Margaret: Mmh. Someone brought him flowers. Do you think it was Marsha? I'm getting really worried about her... / Roger [[looking alarmed]]: Naah, she would have brought him a sack of human heads with... OhmyGodsomeone'scoming!
 
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Waldo and Steve, in hooded robes, are sneaking through the graveyard...]] / Waldo: We should really look for a better hobby. Bowling, perhaps? Sword eating? / Steve: Quiet, you dumbass! This is not a picnic! / Waldo: It should be... After all we bought chicken... / Steve: Yeah... I seriously don't think KFC can substitute for a live chicken in the ritual... / Waldo: Well, how am I supposed to find such things on short notice? / Steve: Thank Satan you're not into sword eating, or you'd just MOVE into this neighbourhood! / [[... being observed by Roger and Margaret.]] / Margaret: Wow Roger, never say I got you out of bed for NUTHIN'. This is gonna be fun! / Roger: NGGH! Margaret, I know you don't take these two seriously, but you DIDN'T see them throwing electrical orbs at people! At least that cleared my sinuses. / Margaret: C'mon, that was a mushroom trip. Those two never get anything right, so let's sit back and be amused! / Roger: Well, are you amused by horrible fiery death? Wait, stupid question...
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Waldo and Steve are in the graveyard where Mike is buried.]] / Steve: Well, we have the dirt from his dad's grave. Conveeeeenient! / Waldo: I'd say. But check this out. We have all the elements for a zombification! / Steve: No go, Waldo. Boss said channeling soul into the body and that's it. / Waldo: But c'mon! Isn't it the same? Besides, dude, ZOMBIES! And it's just an incantation! / Steve: Look, maybe we can try that later. For now, check we have everything before we start. / Waldo: Aw, alright you big baby. Let's see... Dirt... Chicken... Hubcap / Steve: Check, check and check! / Waldo: Virgin's blood / Steve: That was an easy one... / Waldo: HAHA. Chew toy... Look, we already went through this list... / Steve: Check. Read the rest of the ritual to make sure anyway. / Waldo: Oooh, wait. We did forget something. / Steve: What? / Waldo: The blowtorch. / Steve: Blowtorch? What the hell for? / Waldo: It's recommended for the... cauterization. / Steve: Zombification sounds spiffy, let's go.
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Roger and Margaret are watching Waldo and Steve near to Mike's grave.]] / Roger: I told you they would be up to no good... look, they have a hubcap! They're going to try and zombify Mike, for shure[sic]! / Margaret: AAGHNoPlease. Besides, a hubcap??? / Roger: Margaret, we have to stop those two. Do you think it's a coincidence they're here? If your dream was real, maybe hey got sent by Captain Horny! / Margaret: Mmh. You have a point there. Okay, let's become a source of discomfort. / [[Roger and Margaret confront Steve and Waldo]] / Roger: Hey you dorks, what's up? I hope you're not attempting to dig and sex up our deceased friend and tormentor? / Steve: Why, if it's the man and the woman. A blonde woman even. / Margaret: Steve, you have a label on your ass, It says "Embed Pickaxe Here". / Steve: Oh, that's funny. We are going to dig him up, if you let up borrow your pickaxe and shovel. / Roger: Well, errrrr... whatever. You're uncool and we got here first. So go find another dead body to perform your unholy acts with. / Margaret: And if you'd like a really FRESH body, I think I can find one around.
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Steve argues distractingly with Roger and Margaret while Waldo works in the background.]] / Roger: Well, Margaret. Maybe you should start with the ass-kicking. I don't like the taste of imbecility, so I'll only help if you need me. / Steve: Hey now, don't get excited! I had this dream about Mike slaying some poor innocent demons... / Roger: Why can't you guys dream about mustard-wearing girls like the rest of us normal people? / Margaret: HAH! I knew that was real! So Satan sent you to resurrect Mike, but what for??? Like he has to gain something from it! / Steve: He didn't say! But apparently, if we resurrect Mike ourselves, we can bind him to our will or something! / Roger: Huh. Well, you better, you know. Not do it? / [[There is a noise behind Roger and Margaret who both look shocked. Waldo finishes casting his spell.]] / Steve: Aaaah well, it's too late for THAT. The ritual was very simple, and it's already finished... / Steve: Say HELL-O to your zombie old friend!
College Roomies from Hell!!! Archives [[Margaret and Roger are hiding somewhere from Waldo and Steve]] / Margaret: Uuugh. Rog... You on? Rog? / Roger: Yeah... I actually managed to increase my muscle mass before they hit us that last time. / Margaret: You've been conscious? How long was I out? I'm gonna... Just direct me to their throats... / Roger: Apparently, their ritual failed. They left. / Margaret: ARGH... All this for nothing... But, but I really DID believe... / Roger: Don't make me say "I told you so", Margaret. / Margaret: Death is so final. Almost always. I was getting accostumed to hope. / Roger: Mike's dead, but WE are alive. Start trying to move, we have to get out of here. / Margaret: How long is the paralysis supposed to last? / Roger: I dunno. I haven't been zapped so many times before. Half an hour, maybe? / [[Something starts breaking through the wall behind them]] / Roger: Although... with the proper MOTIVATION...
 

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