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>That's most likely a security feature built into this place. The judges wanted all versions of you here, so it makes sense that you'd be prevented from splitting yourself apart. It's probably a way to prevent the guilty versions of you from splitting off and running away, leaving behind all of the innocent versions of you to get blamed for the crimes.
That raises the question of if it's possible to break that security, and more importantly if I should want to break it...
>Voice came from... outside of you?
Not a voice, it was just like... a thought I didn't think. Except it was in my mind, like I had thought it.
>Huh. That shouldn’t be possible in this place. Make a note of it as Significant and something to ask about later.
>That sounds important. Put the card against your head, and consult someone who can help you decipher that feeling.
Kirk might know something about it. The only question there is whether I want to contact him about it now, or let it wait until after I've found something to eat.
>Thought: What if you're being framed? Maybe you're capable of these crimes, some parts of you, but that just made you a potential scapegoat? Maybe someone else did the crimes and made it look like it might have been you. Or maybe the parts of you that did do it were forced, like just used as a battery in a machine or something. In that case, pushing to see if you're capable of this stuff could just be playing into their hands.
I feel like I don't really have a choice here. Either I push this condensation thing forward and I risk being found guilty for any number of reasons, or I drag my heels on it and piss off the court, whatever that might result in. Knowing more seems like it gives me better chances than knowing less.
>Heck, the judges or whoever works for them collapsed you, right? That proves they could do those crimes, at least some of them
If that's the case, then I'm screwed no matter what I do!
>Anyway while you can store donuts on your dick, they are one of relatively few foodstuffs that could be, the other being... bagels? And... I'm sure there are other ring and hoop shaped things, BUT the alternative also gives you a convenient place to keep food! I mean, not spicy food, but same with the dick. And the dick can't hold bottles, so what will you do for a drink? You'll get thirsty! Best is to just keep your options open.
Whichever version of me decided to start thinking about using my genitals to carry stuff -- I wish you hadn't!
>If I were you I'd be more concerned for how long your arms are in relation to how far back your rear is.
I have a prehensile tail, you know. It's not as good as a hand but it can pretty much reach anywhere my arms can't.
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I give the cube a tentative squeeze, rotating it in my hands; every side is the same: flat, grey, nondescript. It's light, but pretty firm, maybe with a tiny amount of give -- but still mostly firm. Nothing about it really stands out beside that, and I'm not really sure what to make of its sudden apperance. Did I make it? Summon it? Something else?
I try to will it into lighting up, but it doesn't respond. Lights don't appear in the tunnel when I try to conjure them, either. Whatever the mechanics are for manipulating reality here, they escape me. I even try petting the cube -- if it's sentient and likes it, it isn't letting me know.
>Gamecube logo
I don't know what that is.
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