HALL OF FINAL TRANSMISSIONS
CHAMBER TIQAS0
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
You are becoming the signal.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
The harvest of lost connections.
Your consciousness has been backed up.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
Your avatar is more real than your body.
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
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