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Nameless was only looking at a ripple in the air, as Samanth was in [another location redacted for security], and the talking was a sophisticated recording.

Samanth's voice echoed around sequence temporarily. "Drozor is dead, or at least his equivalent for any given world. We will never see him or the skeins here again. The only thing left is a crystal of pure luxite, as it was not an original part of him. I currently have it."

If we sing about Bruno, does that count as talking about him?

inconsistently. I was doing school.

nah. Rick Rolls only count if you see the dance or hear the song. I let it load in another tab(have to due to my computer), and read the tab info.

Drozor laughed faintly. "I didn't expect you to heal me, no one ever has since my world was destroyed. I will continue my endless quest to protect the possibilities from my mistake. I will never again return here, an in-world-death like this is as permanent for me as it is for Render. We are the only ones who can kill each other. Goodbye, and punch the Knight for me, will you?" Drozor let out one last sigh, and his body faded, leaving a few sparkles of energy and a bright blue crystal that Samanth quickly snatched up and light lept away with it.

same, but I think my first read took 3 days.

you probably misremembered the allomancy as a rope.

fell for it, eh?

yup

What is that impossible shape? You could even say .... It's dreadful.

Drozor coughed wetly, and opened his eyes. "Did you not see that blast?" he asked. "Render had time to do one last magic, and coupled with the power of his in-world-death, I just managed to stop you all from being destroyed anyway. This time was worse than normal, probably due to the aftereffects of fighting the Witherlord in a Shattered state. You would not have been able to truly stop him, the best you could do would have been tricking him into believing he had succeeded. I am not good, I just took the equivalent of a universe's energy blast to the body and soul. I'm surprised I'm not dead yet, but it's only a matter of hours."

Drozor was lying faceup on the ground, barely breathing.

That statement is incorrect.

What are we talking about now?

Thank you, couldn't find him in the Cognitive Realm. Drozor sent back with a thought. Drozor gathered himself up for a moment, then Shifted. Render had plenty of rendlings now, and they continued to destroy. Y̸̨̠̘̥̔̏̎͂̿̉͑͒͗̓̈́͛̈́͑̒̚͝ő̵̠̫͊̃̒̆͒̀̈́̉͗͊́̂̎͊̓͐̂̒̇͑̒͊̃̉̈́̚͘͝͠͝ư̵̡̨̨͓͓̮͉̙̳̺̭̞̰͇̗͉̦̫̤̖̫̮͔̋̀̍͛̓́̍̅̓͌̄̒́̉͊̈́͊̊̉̔͊͊̈́͊̈́̈́̈́̅̒̉͘͜͝͝͝͝ ̴̢̢̛̤̘̤͎̥̠̥̦͙͍̤̲̈́̅͐͑̂͂̀̍̔̐̅͊̐̌͌̈́̈̾̋͛̇̐͘͝͝͠c̸̦̜̪̝̠͓̲̘̱̟̤͉̟̯̾̍̂͆͋̃́͛̋̓́̀́̊̐̊̀̓̅̐͛͊͛̏̃̊̄͌͌̍̋͜͠͝a̶̧̨̢̡̧̛̮͈̰̰̻̙̰̝̭͈̝͓̮̫̖̗̻͓̼̥̖̟̣̙͎̦͕̫̰̬̟͋̈́̽͗̀̅̍͋̉̄͑̇̽͊̇͊̂͊̉̑̔̕̕͜ͅͅñ̵͕̤̪͈̹͚̰͍̂́͛̈́̆̓̈̎́́͑̓͒͌̀̓̒̈́̓̃͛̃̋̐̏͂̅͂͛͒̊̽̓̈́́̀͐͊̎̈́̒̓͘̚̚͠n̸̢̧̨̩̜̟̺͍̯͚̹͕̙͖̰̜̺̖̠̗̰̙͈̦͕̤̰͍͇̼͍̹̦̻̙̭͓͉̟̎̈̐̌̆̈̅̃̏̏̒̉̾͑̂̈́͊͌́̄͛͛͂̑͑̍̒̊̌̔͛̒̕̕̕͝ͅͅͅo̸̢̢̢̞̞͙͖̦̙̩̰͙͕̣̯̳͓̗̣̰͈̰̩̗̺̳̣̊͌t̶̢̛̠͍͕͔͙̮̥͕̃͛̓̾̽̈́͛̓̀̈́̂̈́̅̈̅̀͆̎̌̽̂̀̿͂̓̑̃́̀̒́͒͊͌́̏̂̚͝͝͝͠͝͝ ̵̡̡̡̧̛̛̛̪̖̥̜̺͇͙̳̲͈̼̫̭͔̜͉̹̘͓̲͇̭̪̳̝͕̠̩͓̪̟͚͗̓͒͑̇̅̒̂́̈́̂̉̿̃̈́̂̌͛̈́̀͌́̃̀̂̊̌̽̑̅̓̉͋̓̎͑͘̚͝͝͝͠͠s̷̡̢̨̡̛̛̛̖͙̳̗̥̲̻̤̙͖̟̩̻̫̜̹͕͕͖̦̟͙͖͉̎̅̇͐́͐̍́̓̈́̀̈̂̎̄͒̌̐͌̆͂̾̇͊́̄̊̔̔̑̾̎̐̇̚̚͜͝͝ͅt̴̡̡̧̨̛̮͇͔̲͉̭̺̗̺̩̹͓͖̗̖͎̮̻̭͖͍̘̞̳͙͆́̀̈̆͌̀̉̔͐͊̏̒̒͌̿͂͑̆͌̔̏͋̕̚͘͜͜͝͠ͅͅͅợ̸̛͍̬̦̳̥͐̈̋͌̀̂̾̎̽͊͂́̽͌̀́͛̄̉͒̓̅͋̽̓̍̎̊̀͛̃͑̉͋̚̚͠͝͝͝ͅͅp̸̨̥̭͚̱͆̾̽̉̑̅̏̃̈́ͅ ̷̢̡̭̫̯͍͕͈͙̬̹̞̬̯̹̼͎͚͎͎̟̘̰̟͚̻͕̟̄͜͜͜͜m̴͓̞͈̱͙̩̖̼̪̰̝̖̮̭̺̺͍̙͕͚͍̲͚̼̯̪͎͈͇̞̮͎̖͓͇̥̮̥̂̍̉̉͒͆̽̍̈́̀̏̏͒̎̏̌͌͒̾̍̚̕̕͜͝͝ͅȩ̸̡̢̢̧̛̻̠̠̮̼͈̦̞͉̠͎̣̗̰͇̜̭͙̟̙͖̳͔̗̝̣̲͍̓̽̇̔͒̈́̒̑̇̐͑̀̆̑̓͑̔̎̏̆́͆͊̕͝͝ͅ ̵̧̛̳͖̙̯̠͔̈̍̇̑́̔̓̋́̏̾͌̈́̓̆̔̿̏̂̓̋̀͋̌́̍̀̔̌͂̿̓̋̈́͑͐͑͘͝͝Ņ̴̡̧̝̯̠̣͍̭̯͎̥̘̘͕͖̱̦̩̟̗̱̘̲̪͕̦̰̖͍̲̱̗̞͍̪̯̝̮͈͈͎̭̠͛̒̉̈́̽̈͐̌͂͛͜ͅO̸̡̧̜̗͎̭̺͎̭̠̫̞͎̮̼̲͑̓̈́̂̒͜W̴͇̗̩͇̭̫͊̈́̒̃̈̐!̶̧̢͇͎͔̟̠̦̄̃͗͋͆̽͆̈́̊̈́͑́͋̇̑́̿͑͆̉̒͂̕̕͘̚͝͝͠͝͠͝ͅ Render screeched at Nameless. There was a quiet pulse that reverberated through reality, and Drozor materialized. Render stopped cackling abruptly. "He may not be able to do anything, but I can. You have left yourself nowhere to run." Drozor said softly in the sudden silence around them. Render turned to his creatures. Ȓ̶̡̧̞̗̩̻̘͙̥̪̼͔͓̩̬̹̳̪̝̤̣̮̟̯̼̤̩͈̻̼̥͎̖̠̊̈́͒͂͜ͅͅͅe̸̡̟͉̰̮̙͙͎͖̣͎͇̝̹̟͍̰̗̣̗͉̮͎̞͎̖͇̻͉̅͋̀̅̓́͂̏̒̉̀̃̌̏̓͂̆̇́̏́̎̾̊̀̇̎͊̅̈́̊̀͘͘̕͜͝͠͝͝n̷̢͖̬̖͔̞̟̯̖̬̣̠̮͇̺̱͎͉̿̾̋͒̂́͐͋̉͛̇̈́͆̓͌̔͆̃͗̌̆̏̾̇̎̎̉͌̃̀̊̓̎͗̈́̈̏̓̎̀̍̉͘͘̕͠͝ḑ̸̢̙͖̻͔̯̞̝͓̤̟̥̈͐̓̅͌͂̈́̆͋́͂̀̂̈͂͒̀̈̅̏̂̂̾̃̓̋͐͆̂̈̊͆͌̚͘͝ͅl̸̨̢̡̛͔̖̺̲̘̞̫̦̖͓̼̺̰̹̗̮͈̜̥͇̩̜͖̳̙͎̖̗̥͓̥̞͚͚͙͕͖̊̄̎̈̀͆̓̈̾͋̈̏͛̋̌͆̐͆̇̆̀̀̆̏͊́̊͗̈̿̔̊̌́̇̀̏̕͜͜͝͝ͅͅì̶̡͖͓̙̝͔̲̰̦̳̪͉̽͠ń̷̨̡̡̛͖̰͚̞̯͕̱̤̭̻̳̹͈̰̹͈̬͚̭̹̠̗̣͖̙͍̜̣̳͕̥̣͈̣̝̟̺͙͌̿̔̈́̀́̏̈͌̈̈́̿́̈́͌̍̎̌̊̄͗̇͛̂͋͗͊͐̂́̇́̐̽̾̓̑̅̚̕̕̕͝͠ͅg̸̡̡̨̥̰̼̫̹̫̼͚̯̲͚̲̭̯̮̤̩̯̫͚̲̥̺̥͇̞̩̝̺̳̓̉ͅs̸̢̢̜̬̻͓̥̟͔̤͉̳̫̯̥̉̂̅̾͗̿̔͋̍̿̾͑̿͠,̷̢̨̛̟̲̝̜͙̮̥̲̙̎̿̌̐̾̉́̈̽̀̈́̿́̇̍̀͛͒̈́̊̓̉̅͑̈́́̎̽̓̈́̃̔̃̓̈́͋́̃̚̚̚̚͘ͅ ̵̢͉̗͍̼̱̥̤̓̑͋̑̽̓͆̃̿̃̋̌̽͒͂̏̑͆͒̀̍̈́̔̐͐̆̊́͗̀̾̋͘͘͘͜͝͝͝͝A̸̱̥͎͎̠̗̭̠̦̱̮͓̲̝͙̋̀̀̀̈́͗̅͌̔̈͂̅͘̕̚͝ͅT̴̨̢͉͕̲̼̝͍͎̠̖̹̲͉͈̪̪̾̍͆̅̃̂͗̑̀͌̾̈́̂͑̍̾̈̚Ţ̸̨̧̛̺̺̲̭͇̥͈̞̝͖̩̲̬͔̖̥̙̙̲̺̰̰͖̻̱̩̯͚͂͆̍̀̑̊̌͛̈́͗̅̃͋̓̒̀̂̆̓̾́̐̇̚A̶̢̗̜̞̠̦̫͓̳͇̥͚̲̞̱̼͓̺̬̬̪̥̣̮̰̖͇̔̅́̕͜͜ͅC̸̨͉̤̗͚͔͈̝̺͚̭͕͔̩̦̱̹͕̞̜̝̖̮̻̙͚̼̹̬̗̠͒͆͠K̵̢͕̙̪̖̩̪͇͓͉͈̯̻͙̲̳̯̘͍̫̩̱̪̺̫̻̘͇͚̮̩̞͚̋̋̒̀͐͑͠ͅ!̵̢̢̱̪̣̪͕̝̳͈̰͉̩͎̙͚̺͕͎̮̮͙͔̌̋̊̓́̆̍͋̏́̏̂̓̈̀̑̂̊̈̎̈̐̒̀̂̿̎̍͊̈́̚͘̚͜͠͝ he screeched. All the countless rendlings began to advance on Drozor and any sentient being they could find. "Not so fast," Drozor said with a determined look. He raised his arms, lightning crackling along them, and thrust them downward. a blinding beam of crackling energy sunk into the earth, and all around them countless constructs of blue energy and earth rose, leaving small craters where they arose. The rendlings immediately began to attack the constructs. "Now, Render. Time is up." Drozor raised his hands, and more of the blue energy burst to light, forming a rune-inscribed circle around Drozor and Render. Render threw a blast of power at Nameless, but the power splashed against an invisible field above the line of the circle, like a strange line of forbiddance. Drozor reached into an otherspace pocket, and pulled out a gleaming blue broadsword. Render screeched, and began to chant in a dark, spidery language that caused a reaction like cringing in fear in the depths of every particle of matter. Drozor ran across the circle and stabbed Render through the place where a heart would be on a normal human. Render gave one last terrifying screech, and a pulse of blue and scarlet energy unfolded, blinding everyone for a moment, and destroying both the rendlings and the constructs.

Where are my books?

Render growled. A light darker and redder than voidlight glowed briefly. All living non-sapient creatures were twisted, Bone-wraiths possessing them, changing them into rendlings. The Destruction was increased, and a bone-chilling smile grew on Render's face., feeding off of the energy released by the destruction.

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What is the inverse of old-timey words?

Why don't we make one that is exactly the inverse?

okay.

D̵̟͈̣̪̊́̊͆̀͂͋̉̉̽̊̂͂̓̉͐̃̐̌͘ò̷̢̡̨̡̡͉̮̯̬͔͉̮̭͎̥̰̳̖̭͕͕̠̝̩͇͚̱̞͍͕͔̩͈̦̣͚̖̙͉̗͓̜͇̪̠̯̂̔̓̆̽̓̇͒̀͋̈́̉̆͂͐́̈́͛̈́͋̓͐͘̚͜͝n̴̢̰̺͖͓̞̮̫̲̻̰̹͇̰͙͙̦̹̤̘͙̦̝̱͆͋̾̿͜͜'̷̧̞͈͍͔͉̻͙̺̟͆̽̉͒̒͆̆̈̈̔̄͘͜t̷̤̮͈͇̙̪̜͐͐̊̍͊̋͂̌̒̍ ̸̡̡̧̢͚̼͖̲͎̪̬̺̺͔͈͙̺͔͓̼̼̪̝̼̲͔͙͍̘̙͉͚͆̽̐͌́͛̊̇͐͗̆̏͌̔͂̈́̉͂̈́̈̈́̉̀͋̔͛̃̈̾́̂̋̆̽̚͝͝͝͝͠͝ͅͅͅs̸̛̮̩̳̎̎̀̅̍̆̎̂̂̑̈͗͌̑̀̋͂̽̈́̏̎̄́̑͝͝͝ẃ̷̟̰̯͚͇͖̳̺͔̩͌͆̄̇̓͋̅̓̏̆̄͝e̵͎͉̦͓̭̳̖̣̩͉̩͕̭̤͋̐̎̃̿͒̕ͅa̵̮̫̳̥͈̮̝͕̭̭͖̙̙̹̮̳̰͎̗̖̭̦̠̯͇̱̳̯̣̳͕̅̎ͅŗ̷̧̢̨͖̗̖͇̫̩̟͚͍̻̖̹͓̦͉͉͙̭͈̠͈̼͉̤͈̻̟̝̘̯͈̻̈̀̿͂̃͆̊͋̒̈́̐̓̾̑̎̆́̽̓͛͘͘̕͠͠.̵̡̡̧̡̧̛̺̣͖̭̜̖̫̪̘̪̰̗͖͍̲̬̥͉̬͈̞̻͈̦͐̍̍̀̄̆̿̇̅̒́́́̈̌̆̅̊̌̐͂̓͂́̾͗̐̆̕̚̚̕͜͜͝͝ W̴̛͈̫̭̥͎̦͙̍͂̋̇́̋͑̿̽̇́̈́͊͠͝͠͠͠ḩ̴̨̧̢̢̢̡̗̣̠̱͉͍͓̤̠̱̯̼̹̯͓̭͕̬̠̗͉͎͓͕̝͉̞̪͎̗̤̙́̀̔̈́̉̐ͅǫ̸̢̧̢̡̧̢̧̛̪̫͍͖̰̭̟͇̜̜̤͉̦̤͕͔͍͖̺̯̖̜̤̪̩̣͉͐͐̆̃̈́͑̆̈̋͛̆͋͋͐̉͆̌̓̂̍̈́́̌̎̒̃͗́̂͆̚͜͜͝͝͝͝ͅͅ ̴̨̘̖̞͍̼̯̻̺̭̭̭̼̻̘͕͚̲̰̟͔̹̯͕̝̘̻̺̱̳̥̦̩̮͕͇̭̘̟̤͚̋ͅs̶̨̲͚̝̳͔̭͚̲̭̹̠͓̺̑͛̀̓̾͒͊́́͐͆̈́̑͒́̑͌̎͐͗̿̊̆̈͊̒̋̑̊̒́ȃ̸̢̞̘͍̙̰̪͕͎̙̩͙̈̉̂̚͘i̴̡̡͖͉̪̜̺̺͕̻̩͙̯̞̭̻̺̖͎̬̱̫͒̌͌̽̀̔͜d̴̡̧̛̯̣̫͚̰̱͚͓̮̠̫̞̼̝͍͎͇̼͈͕͉͓͎͔͙͖̘͚͍̤̼͓̫̻̻͇̖͙̼͓͉́̽̐͛͑̏̓̂̅̿̈́́̂̓̓́̆̋̊́̀̍̈́̒̇̿̇̈́͂͆̅̍̇̊́̕̕̕̚̕͘͜͜͝͝͝͝ ̶̡̧̡̧̧̛̛̱̣̤͚̩̣̠͈̪̣͖̟̟̯̮̙͓̝͓̭̻̟̝̥̟̞̪͇̦̺̈́̇̃͆̋͊͒̍̄̈͛͆̈̐̅͒͛̋̂̆́̅̈́̔̓͂͋͘̕͘͘̚̚͜͝͝I̷̢̨̧̥̥̯̹͔͖̯̗̤̦͎̙̹̯̼̬͚̫̪̊̅̏̽̐̀̿̾͌̚͘͝͝͠ͅ ̶̨̧̡̡̪̠̟̖͈̤̞̯͔̗̹͈͕̥͖̞͇̐̿͛͐͋̃w̷̢̧̛̯͉͇̝͈̮̣̦̙͈͎̮͇͔̻͚̝̪̎̃͌̍̄̓̒͐͐̆̍͗̆̇̐̔̎͐̾͋̃͒̈́̑̈̄̔͊́̔̑̇̓̈́̀́͗̄̕͝͠͝ą̵̨̡̨͙͈̰̬͇̜͖̫̥̜̘͓̝̻͍̜̥̩̭͈̟̫̲̠͎̲͇͖̓́̓̔̾̉͒̈́͑̆̌̓͌̒̚̚̚͠ͅs̵̨̡̢͔͍͎̜̭̱̻͚̗̥̼̮̲̝͚̪̩̭̠̥̠̪̠͈̼̺͉͙̳̗̞̬̿̀͒̄͗̆͑̊̑̈́̊͆̊̑̍͊̑̒̅̓̏̓͆̈́̾́͗̾̃͑͒̊̅̕͘͘͜͠͠ ̷̧̡̦̯̝͇̠̪͒̽̌̋̌̑̃̆͗̈́̑͛͌̓̋̓̎͐̊̾́̒̓͑̀̃͑͋͐͘͠͝ò̸̧̼̱̻͕̖̰̲̟͗͑̅̽̽̓̀͗̄̌͋̃̈́͒̾̀̿̿̅̏̄̏́͘̕͝͠ͅṵ̴̧̡̠̩̘̼̯͔̯̻͉͈̉́̓͌͘ṯ̴͔̩̼̳̭̹͑̋̐̾͊͂̇̊̐́͊̂̽̅̀̽̓͐̔̎͒̋͘̚͝͠͝ ̸̧̘͚̘̲͉͖̘̜͊͗̏̀̊̍͌͛́̅̇́̄̉͗͆̓̑̆̄͒̈͆̈̕͝ơ̵̡͕͎̣̠͖̟͓͈͓͙̪̣̹͔̞͈̙̔̍̋̎͛̔͂̔͗̂̅f̵̡̨̨̢̜̥̺̠̭̘̦͖̜͓̼̮͓̪͔̣͈̘̘̟̳̻̆̀̎̈͒̋̓̽̓͊̐̃̈́͘͝͝ ̴̡̨̢̢͇̹͙͖͔͕̯͎̟͍̟͙̹̮̱͓͍͎͎̻̝̩̺͐̎̅̅̊̌͐́́͌̈̿̔͗͗̾̎̂̍̆͆̂̍̚̚ṫ̶̡̡̧̡̢̡͇͙̺̬̬͍̹̥̠̘͎͕̳̣͕̭̦̼̳͍̦̪̳̺̠̦̟̦̮̘̫͕̫̭̭̍̏̿͋̈́̐͒̐̎͛̾̌͋̃̀̅̏̀̈͌͗̽̏̅̈́̆͂͊̎̓̈́̿̈́͋̈́̎̚͜͝͝͝͝͠ḧ̶̡̡̡̛̠̣̝̝̳͉̖̣͔͖͍͉̗̣̜̰̼̮̱̰͚́̉̎͌͊̅̎̏͐̇̎̄̕̚̕ͅͅͅe̸͈͈̯͚̤̬͉̰͖̼̼̬̺̗̲̟̣͚̟̙̱̲̤̯͕̺̩̜̩͈̭̮̮̘͖̽̂̉̐͑̂̈̅̉͋͝͝͝ ̶̢̢̛̺̻̹̠̥̭̈̑͗̽̃́͐́̐̐̅̿̽̊͋͛̾̊͑͌͂̄̓̉͆̀͗̑̾̈̍̕̕m̶̛̬̗̱̦̤͔̰̳̑̒́̌͊͗̐̾̄͐̉͊͌͆̏̔̀̽͌̍̽̓̆̐́́̎̀͐̀̓̽̿̏̇͑͂͑̒̒́͘̚͠͝į̴̨̢̢̛̹̮͖̩̖͎̺̬̮͉͍͍̝̫̫̥̮̳͕̟̙̦̝̮͚͉̺̼̘̭̠̻̥̩̩̗̈́̒́͋̏̏̈́͐͒̀̈͌̀̔͋̆̌̽͛̿́̅̈́͊̇̆̓̾̂͛̾͐͘̕̚̚͝r̶̢̧̠͇̘͖̖̩̹̭̟̗̜͙̰̰̝̹̝͇̪͓̻͉̖̥̩͎̲͇̰̜̤͇͉̯̲̼͚̥͖͖̆̒͂̉̋̉̄͋̅͐̔͊̈́͂͑͛̈́̏̃͗͌̐̑͑͛̓̓͗̐̈́̋̑͆̋̿̔̏́̏̂̚͘͜͝͝͝ͅr̵̢̢̛̛͖̪̤͓͇͚̬̱͎̖̻̞̜͈̱̹̥̝̭͉͙͎̣̫͉̠̙͖̘̹̲̫͌̄͐̆͗͆̏͂̏̄͗̚͠o̸̧̢̻̝̼̱̖̻͎̺͍̮̯̫̤̬̻͙̖͚͕̜̤̳͚͍̺͇̦̲̓̈́̀̒̂̈́͊͗̊͌͑̀͂͘͜r̵̨̨̺͚͔̮̜̙̘̦̼̰̮̳̫̯̠̟̪̖͎̭̖̬͇̲͚̞͈̩̞͉͇̦͉̤̗͇͔̔͛̈́̿͋͒͆̾͋̅̈́̓͌̈̀̊̏̃̈̌̚͠͝ͅͅ?̴̧̛̛͔͓̣͕̗̠̭̩̿͐̐̑̑́̑͒̆́̎̑̉́͗͑̈́̓̒̒͌͛̇͒̈́͐̏̈̀̃͆̽̈̈̎̚͘̕͜͜͝ ̷̧̨͚͕̺̱̞̳͙̰̻͍̝͙͖̥̹̜̞͕̫̜͚̯̬͎̟͎̤̲͚̖̺͇̺̲͔̗̲̩͇͈̋̈́̐͊͑̏̄͑͗̆̔̈́̈́͑̀̑͐̋́̎̉̓̅͂̋̈́́́͒̓̉̎̏̚̕͜͜͜͝ͅA̵̡̢̛̛͚̪͇̤̬̻̪̱̫̝̰͍͇̖̹̤̜̲͊̍͂͑̂͂̄̎̒̔̓̓̋́̊̚͘͝ņ̸̧̢̡̛̯̹̯̹͇̰̲̲̖̻͍̮̲̰͍̱̉̓̾͋̀͆͊̃͑̔̐̀̂́̓̂̈́̔̏̃͗̂͗̔̑͘̚͘͘d̸̡̡̡͎̱̘̥̫̥̤̯̻̼̱͖̖͍͈̦͍͔́͑́͌̒͂̈́̉̂́̽̕ ̵̡̡̧̛̠̬̩̘͎̩̫͍͈̙̱̜̞͖̮͙̙̟̜͚͓̟̠̬͉̙͍͚̙̖͉̩͖͖͖͓̙̜̝̋̋̃͗̍̉̀͐́͗͛̉͋̓̅̾̐͑͂͐̔̈́̽͆̂͜͝͠͠͠w̶̢̢̢̨̛̺̺̩͓̹̻̳̞͎̙̩͍̹̭̠͚̲͚̥̯̹̫̯̯̪͔̻̲̩̭̺̦̗͓̬̻̝̹͖̒̈́͂̒̈́̀́̒̆̔́͆̃̄̒̆̾̈́͑͌̍̉̎͜͠͝ͅͅh̸̨͚̭̬̯͓̤̪̻̤̫͇̺͖͙̬͕̔̈́̍̓̂͌̍̀̌̉̔̀̋̆̀̏̽̒͝ͅy̸̡͚̼̹̙̗̫͉̙͎̮̬̞̦͇̯̩̯̘̐̀̑̂͌͐́͛͑͌̚͘͜͠ͅ ̴̬̰̥̬͙̟̏̐̋͒͊̄̌̄̋͒̍̈̔̇̆̇́̃̄͗̉̇̈́͊̒̕̕͠͠ẅ̷̢̥̞̤̭̜̙͍̜̘̥̜͉́̽͂̓̀̈́͛̓̈̇̐̋̀̒́̽̀̋̊̋̿̽̈́̉̽̀̈́̃̚̕͘͝o̷̪̤̠̠̥̰͈͎̹̯͈̻͙̭͔̠͑̈͐͒̒̂̆́͜͝ư̴̛͈͎͍̺͔͎̫̘͕̻͑̋̑́͗̈́̍̌͑̍͆̈́̒̏̊̑͗͐̉͗̐̽̑͝ͅl̸̢͎̠̙͍͉̮̩̬̲̘̞̻̃̑̈́̏̐͐͒͌̒̿̅̑̅͋̀͑̇́̐̄̅͛͌̎̋̐̅̕̚̚d̶̺̬͖͈͚̃͊̈́͊͑̐̕͝͝ ̷͇̂̌̍͆̆͗̄̔͋̔͛̆͒͊̊̈́́̄̔̿̈́̀̋͗̄̃̎̇̓̽̕͘̚͠͝͠ŷ̸̢̢̠̦̠͙̰̗͙̹̲̼͓̦̼̭̗̹͕͈̠̞̤̘͎͍̠̪̝̹̙͕͈̠̱͓̼́̕͜͜͝ͅͅͅǫ̷̬̗̖͖̩̗͙͙̬͍͚͈̫͈͉̒u̵̡̢̡͇̙̺̫͓͉̺͇̞̟̜̯̘̜̘͇͇̺̹̟̪̣̮͉͚̱̖͕̯͌̎̈́̈́͂͗̔̅̉̂̌̅̉̒͘͜͝͝͝ ̴̨̡͇̪̻̭͍͈̥̭̬͚͚͚̤͖̯͍̙͔͉͍̪͎̼̠̻̗̠̲̗̼̟̼̺̜̩̽̈́͗̌͗͗͌͊̊̃̈̂̀͆̏͆̈́̀̊̇̌̆̂̏̏̏̊̃̈̄͋̽̈́̾̄̑͐̔̆̊̈́̍̕͘̚͝͝ͅͅẁ̸̧̛̛͕̠̱̖͎̭̠̥̩̜͖̘̘̗̦̜̰͚̆̏͒́̔̔͊͗̂̎͆̊̐́͋̓̍͆̀̋͋̃͌̍̑̽̇̑̈̏̔͂̔̍̀̈́͂̚͘͜͝ą̶̛̣̣̠͍̩̯̝̱̼̻̼̥̘̳͔̹̲̳̩̣̌̅̐͐̍̅̓̋̈́̾̃́̉͜͜ͅͅn̷̢̢̧̧̨̨̢̡̛̛̛̺̳̖̮̘͚̼͙̗͈̙̻͔̫̭͔̤̱͙̬͙̠̞̖̰̰̖̝̳̝̲̟̰̻̞̳̺̳͂̾̍͗̑͌̈́̊̋̽̄̐̈̏̽̍͐̐̑͒̄͛̾̄͂̚͝ͅṯ̵̢̧̧̡̯͎͇͔̳͈̱̬̤͇͇͕͎͎̫̝͎̠͕̺͈̩̺̭̓͆͑̈́͘͜͜͜ ̴̢̢̡̛̯̹̪̜̭͎̗̦̥̦͕̟̳̘̲̙̯̲͈̎́̌͌̃̋́̓̄̀͆͊͌̃̓͜͠t̷̢̢̧̨̛̛̛̺̫̲̼͔̱̟̮̥̱̤͎̣̜͓̝̖͉̹͇͇͍̘̱̺̱͔̲̻͍͉̞̮̗̟̩̙̼͓͌͌̎̇̇̓́̔͊͐͂͊̔̀͂̔͆̾̀́̉̊́͑̐̽́̽͛͑̆̾͆̓̈́̂̅͜͜ͅͅǫ̵̡͕̹͖̞͉̞͇̹̰̖̳͇͚͙̭̥͊́͋̅͜ ̸̜̗͚͈̯̏͂̎́̊̍͑͋̇̇͛̚c̶̨̨̛̠͙̝̼̪̝͎̝͔̮̗̥̦̹̩̘̤̯̲͎̳̺̗͚͉̜̹̬̰͖̩̥̗̭̞̱̙͋̑̏̏̅̎̑́̋ͅö̵̢̢̤͔͖̠͓̭̫͓͚̙̞̩͕̭́m̶̡̡̛͕̹͙̱̠̙̩͎͚̼͔͕͍̙̭͚̭̘̲̞͍̣̻̹̥̻̹̙̻͙̰̳̫̜͖̲̈́̒̑̿̿̄͊̃̓̈́͛̕̚͜͜͜͜ͅͅḃ̶̡̧̢̧̢̡̬̲͈͕͖̜̞̺͎̮̘̩̣͓̤̻͙͍̻̭̪̙̣̭̙̟̩̙̟͚̻̗̭̌̀̏̏̃͒̔͌̑̌̅̃͛͆͆̊̉̀͊͘̚͜͝ͅa̸̢̨̛͎̝̞̹̬̮̬̯̩͎̠̦̺̖͚̪̱̞̬̞̲̺͎͓̳̬̭̰̮̥̋̊̅̾̅̀̀̈̂̓͐͑̒̉̽̇͗̀͂͊̋̈́͊̉̏̈͌̂̚͜͠ͅͅţ̸̨̛̞͇̰̦̠͍͓̜̰͎͙̜̝̯̭͔͙̰̌̔̎̾̈́̾̐̉̍̍́̆̓͗̾́̃͒̓́̒̿̈́̔̔̈́͑͌͂̆̇̈́̈́́̂͘̕͝͝͝͝͝ ̴̨͕̭͖̽̾͋̒̈̈́̾̔͆m̶̨̛̗͙̻͎̝̜̳̙͙̝̜͉̘̍̓̈́̆̍̑̿̂̚ḝ̶̢̡̬̰͇̟̱͉̠̲̬̮̮̩̩̭͍̺͈͇͈͙͔̭ͅ?̷̢̨͍̣̫̬̘͖̩̭͙͈̖̮͉̥̘̮̫̩͓̮̗̺͇̼̰̯͍̭̭̗͈͑̀̈́̌́̃̊̓̄͒̃̚͜͝͝

nope. by accident, though. TPBM has read Song of the Quarkbeast

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