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Originally Posted by Brag
The Ubis are inside their bunker. The eerie quiet makes one wonder if they commited mass suiside. A lonely donkey painted like a zebra grazes outside.
The locals call it the Trojan Donkey the Ubis tried to sell before retiring to their bunker.
In the distance, a clamoring mass of people advance singing a dirge.
Moo!
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Are you sure you want to keep posting this kind of stuff and derailing a topic about time compression?