There was nothing to beat. It was merely... to experience the things.
[ How should she explain this. ]
It was a pink city called Barbie Land. "While there were people living in it, they noted that many times they'd break into song. They're mostly high-energy, uplifting, but sometimes a line about existential dread and death would crop up. Sometimes, the denizens would turn into plastic dolls and hunted them in attempts to convert them to their ideology. They mentioned the dolls clumping together to become a giant plastic horror that attacked them." It bled like tar, supposedly...
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There was nothing to beat. It was merely... to experience the things.
[ How should she explain this. ]
It was a pink city called Barbie Land. "While there were people living in it, they noted that many times they'd break into song. They're mostly high-energy, uplifting, but sometimes a line about existential dread and death would crop up. Sometimes, the denizens would turn into plastic dolls and hunted them in attempts to convert them to their ideology. They mentioned the dolls clumping together to become a giant plastic horror that attacked them." It bled like tar, supposedly...
[ Yeah. ]