< Murichurado blushes, embarrassed. He awkwardly twiddles his fingers as he curses himself in his brain for his stupidity. He wonders if anyone else faced these difficulties upon their arrival. >
Yes, I'm certain I don't need a memory re-calibration.
<His face is flush with...
* You awaken to find yourself trapped inside the cool, comforting void of a shame cube. Two soulless eyes creepily stare at you through the blackness. When you move towards them, you find a hunched over figure curled up in the fetal position. He's silently chanting something as you approach. *...
< Once the feline leaves, Murichurado immeadiately heads towards the supply closet, eager to change out of his ridiculous garb. He spends several minutes swiping through the outfits before deciding on a comfortable t-shirt with a rainbow cat decal and pair of jeans. He picks out a cool pair of...
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