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It's come to my attention

That the summer is almost here. Which means I won't be seeing any of your faces for quite sometime, I suppose.

Now that that lovely thought is over with, do I continue my work during the summer? Or do I take a break and continue in the fall?

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I bet they do appreciate it. Wonderful for me. 

Nineteen? Are you telling me I'm a decade older than you are? Not that your age really matters more than your level of maturity.

Not that you seem very mature, but I'm sure you're capable of it.

I'm not entirely sure where this conversation is heading. 

Also, I would be fine in jail. Tell a joke or two and you're golden. 

Anybody needin' some help? Or...?

Well, I’m tryin’ to lighten your load for ya! Wow, that sounded…bad. Anyway, you quit your whinin’! I bet people really appreciate the help.

I’ll be fourteen nex’ month, thanks for rubbin’ it in mah face.

No, I’m 19. Next month, though, seriously, is my birthday. So.

Pretty good thing to strive for, not gettin’ caught. Wouldn’t want you endin’ up in prison. No offense, Erik, but I don’ know if you’d last too long in jail…

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You peopke find everything intimidating. It's irritating because for some reason I'm  the one who endsup dealing with lost and scared freshmen who look more like puppies than people here to learn. 

I'm twenty-eight. And you? Twelve? Thirteen?

I've stopped blowing things up, Abigail. You know that. Alongside my Astrophysics, I focus on ways to kill people without being caught. 

Anybody needin' some help? Or...?

Erik, you’ve seen the maps! They’re big and intimidatin’ and…kind of hard ta follow. I don’ think anybody can use them. ‘Xcept you, of course, when you first got here. How old are you, again? 35?

Where’ve you been, anyways? Blown up anythin’ this week yet?

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You know people could always use maps, right? 

Anybody needin' some help? Or...?

I’ve been in my room for the longes’ time; I didn’ know we got new students in. If anybody’d like some help gettin’ aroun’ or somethin’, I’d be happy to, uh, give some directions, or whatever.

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What kind of project are you working on?

Just a notice for the members of the Charity Club...

I would like to have a discussion on Thursday night about what our final project of the the school year should be, so get those wheels turning!

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Actually, I don't think psychopaths plan on becoming psychopaths. It happens naturally. Nevertheless, your ideas are appreciated. Don't take offense. No one knows what anyone here actually thinks.

Actually, I pride myself on having some sanity in me.

Ways to get the dean to cancel the dance

Relax, Genius. I have no plans on becoming a psychopath. I was simply suggesting an idea as what I suppose the other kids would do.

Everybody is crazy around here. You are not the only one.

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How do I know you won't tell my ideas to the dean himself?

Yes. You seem to not be happy about it seeing as you suggested murder. Again, you could always be plotting against me. 

And, I swear, the longer I stay in this place, the crazier the things I say.

Ways to get the dean to cancel the dance

Alright. I was just suggesting an idea. If you have any other feel free to tell me.

Stop what? The dance?

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No to fire. Or anything that could permanently damage property. Or people.

We could spray a warning on the walls. And again, commotion. Why does something so petty need a lot of thinking and planning? 

The feeling's mutual. 

Ways to get the dean to cancel the dance

So, no to fire?

We could create a diversion so stupid they assume we would never sink so low to do that.  Spray paint? I do not know, I am sure there are websites with these ideas.

It would work though.

Good. I was worried you were sick.

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We'd be wary. We'd have to look over our shoulders most of the time out of fear. Murder isn't the best solution.

Why do you want to stop it?

Ways to get the dean to cancel the dance

If we weren’t discovered, we’d be fine.

But fine, I can’t risk my future either.

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Fire could get someone hurt. If someone gets hurt, people will panic and run around until they also get hurt.

Not that I'm indifferent to the fact that someone might get hurt. Still, the commotion would be too much. 

We could frame someone else. Though, that'd be childish. 

I'm trying to stop the dance. I was asking if you would join me in stopping it, not join me in participating.

Ways to get the dean to cancel the dance

My other idea is fire.  You have a good point.  They will always suspect us, or me.

Do you have ideas?

I did not think I would go.  I could.  Do we have to stay long? Do I have to talk to them?

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Normally I wouldn't encourage murder but...

No, getting arrested will affect my future. 

And most likely yours.

Ways to get the dean to cancel the dance

Kill the dean.

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No, that's not what I meant. I meant they'd suspect us first, what with our histories and activities. I've caused problems with the power before. You've stolen the deans tiara. And many people assume you're a threat anyways. 

They'll know we did something. Even if we're far away. 

Yes, Ivan, to the dance. Accompany me on this dreadful day where the idiocy of the students will come out due to alcohol and drugs. 

Ways to get the dean to cancel the dance

Computer program to overload system, we do not need to be there when it explodes.

That is true.  They will want us to fix it.  It could be past repairs.

To the dance?

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Perfect. Now, we'll need a way to make it appear as if we had nothing to do with it.

You and I both know that, the moment the lights go out, someone will seek us.

That is, of course, if you plan on joining me?

Ways to get the dean to cancel the dance

Poorly timed power outage.

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Ways to get the dean to cancel the dance

At the count of three.

One. Go. 

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I wasn't expecting that, either.

But look at you! You're getting better at this! Now tell people you love them.

I don't understand why everyone hates me...

B-Be nice….? Shit…. Shit shit shit….. Okay…..

…I’ll try you…

-clears throat-

….You aren’t that shitty of a scientist…. A-and I guess I’m jealous…of how much time you spend with Ivan….

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I don't console people. 

Just...

Just......

BE A NICE PERSON.

It'll make all of your troubles go away.

I don't understand why everyone hates me...

AUUUUGGGHHHHH!!!111 B-BUT YOU’RE O-ONE OF THEM! O-O-O-ONE OF THE CARING IDIOTS. YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO C-C-C-CONSOLE ME! THIS DOESN’T COMPUTE!

ERROR! NEW EMOTION PROCESSING!

I just wanna be liked…..

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You're arrogant, annoying. 

Annoying, and arrogant.

I don't know. Look at you. Look at you thinking we give a shit.

We don't.

This one time, I gave a shit! Do you know how that turned out? It turned out bad.

Now, shut the fuck up, or your face will turn out bad.

I don't understand why everyone hates me...

GODDAMNIT. F-F-FUCK THIS GUY!

H-how am I not likeable? I’m rich. Handsome. D-decked out with enough hardware to make computer jealous….

What am I doing wrong….?