Superhell: Date

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Which one do you want to try?

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You pick. It’s your first day out at the terrible sounding knock off food joints.

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It's both of ours, isn't it?

A&A?

[AAAAAAA]

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Yeah, but I’ve been to one or two of the originals.

[ AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ]

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I wonder if the can't have the originals in hell.

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Licensing agreements don't extend as far as hell, maybe?

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Maybe? It might be difficult to get in contact.

[There's nobody here, so he guesses they have to make the food themselves?

He will get himself an aaaaaaa rootbeer.]

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I don't think hell'd care much about working within the rules of one anyway. Although I guess retail is a form of hell itself.

[ maybe that's the joke?

or it was until there was no one there. maybe this is their personal hell? ]

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Retail?

[What's a shop? Do people die there?]

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[ people's souls do. ]

Like... shops. Places where you buy things. Like this? [ he Gestures. ]

This is retail. Minus the workers.

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[They're the employees AND customers now.]

Like this...

[Retail=shops & almost restaurants]

It's very empty.

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Yeah, normally it's busier. But... hell.

The hell part kinda ruins it.

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... I guess it is better if it isn't very full.

[That would mean a lot of dead sinners.]

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Yeah waiting in queues is kind of — [ he almost says hellish. ]— a pain.

[ there are two types of people ]

I’m gonna go ahead and poke this elephant in the room, but you don’t really know a lot, do you?

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I died very quickly after becoming conscious.

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Becoming conscious?

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I was created in a lab.

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Hm?

[ what. ]

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I was made in a lab.

I'm not human.

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[ squint. ]

… So you’re a robot? An AI?

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No.

[Well... maybe?]

I'm a homunculus.

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… This place is starting to sound more and more like sci-fi or fantasy every day.

[ he is reaching out to Tap the little guy’s forehead. fleshy? ]

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[He is, indeed, fleshy.]

What?

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You don't feel metallic. So unless that's some impressive silicone, or skin substitute...

[ huh ]

So, wait. They grew you. Like a plant?

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I'm not metal.

[He was lab grown!]

I was grown in a tube. I don't know if there's any equivalent to it.