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Here is a demon. The demon is in his swimming pool.
He doesn't swim naked, so he takes the summon anyway.
demon cam vs the clam planet
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"I don't want to go to the filth pit!" exclaims one of the children.
"Hush, dear, it'll be fine," says their parent.
"I'm not enthusiastic about going to the filth pit either, but everyone is probably too busy having civil wars to show up and blast it to ruin," says the third alien. "It might be our best option."
"I'm all in favour of the filth pit, personally," says the first alien.
"You're insane and morally degenerate," says the third alien. "But then, who among us isn't?"
"Hush, dear, it'll be fine," says their parent.
"I'm not enthusiastic about going to the filth pit either, but everyone is probably too busy having civil wars to show up and blast it to ruin," says the third alien. "It might be our best option."
"I'm all in favour of the filth pit, personally," says the first alien.
"You're insane and morally degenerate," says the third alien. "But then, who among us isn't?"
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"There were people of your species living on Earth for years," says Cam. "As far as I know none of them grew wings or anything. If you want to avoid that you should avoid accomplishing things of personal significance, that's the trigger."
"Oh, there's nothing wrong with Earth as such, if you stay out of the Maze of the Dead," says the first alien.
"It's just that, well... who would want to live that close to something that horrifying if they had another option?" says the third alien.
"Plenty of people. Earth's population was small, but they weren't on the verge of collapse or anything," says the first alien. "And they did have evacuation plans in case something went wrong."
"Yes, and look how well that worked out for them," says the third alien.
"It's just that, well... who would want to live that close to something that horrifying if they had another option?" says the third alien.
"Plenty of people. Earth's population was small, but they weren't on the verge of collapse or anything," says the first alien. "And they did have evacuation plans in case something went wrong."
"Yes, and look how well that worked out for them," says the third alien.
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"I could put you in a space station above Earth if you prefer." Cam docks with the shuttle and opens up the doors.
"It's no different from the surface, really. The contagion only strikes if you enter the maze or associate closely with someone who has," says the first alien.
"Does that mean we're all about to catch it from this filth creature who came out of the maze to destroy civilization?" inquires the third alien.
"Um..." says the first alien.
"Does that mean we're all about to catch it from this filth creature who came out of the maze to destroy civilization?" inquires the third alien.
"Um..." says the first alien.
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"I don't actually originate from the maze," Cam remarks. "I did have to come through it to get here but I don't live in it when I'm at home. Do any of you have names, by the way?"
"Yes," says the first alien. "I'm Tyastir."
"Soto," says the third alien. "Not particularly enriched by your acquaintance, especially not if you've been in the filth maze of Earth."
"Soto," says the third alien. "Not particularly enriched by your acquaintance, especially not if you've been in the filth maze of Earth."
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"Well, it is nice to meet you in comparison to most of the other people I have encountered today anyway," says Cam. "Will you need anything in particular to hang out on Earth for a while, or would you rather scavenge from what was left behind in the evacuation than give me a grocery list, or what?"
"I don't know..." says Tyastir.
"What are you willing to give us?" says Soto.
"What are you willing to give us?" says Soto.
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"I feel like it would be deeply foolish to arm you and it will take more time than I'm willing to spend at this moment to build you any sort of large complex architectural park. If you want a heap of food, and books to pass the time, I can oblige you as long as I know what you want specifically." To Earth.
"Food and books seem like a good start..." says Tyastir.
"Who wants to come up with a list?" says Soto.
They start discussing what food and books they want in particular. It comes out that most of these people are really fond of books. Also, one of Tyastir's favourites is out of print.
"And is that going to stop the all-powerful filth creature?" asks Soto.
"I don't know, is it?" says Tyastir.
"Who wants to come up with a list?" says Soto.
They start discussing what food and books they want in particular. It comes out that most of these people are really fond of books. Also, one of Tyastir's favourites is out of print.
"And is that going to stop the all-powerful filth creature?" asks Soto.
"I don't know, is it?" says Tyastir.
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"No, I can get you out of print books as long as I have title and author. Also, I have a name too. It's Cam."
"On second thought, I am enriched by your acquaintance, since I'm probably going to catch the filth contagion and die," says Soto.
"The contagion doesn't kill you by itself," says Tyastir.
"No, it just makes you wish you were dead," says Soto.
"The contagion doesn't kill you by itself," says Tyastir.
"No, it just makes you wish you were dead," says Soto.
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"The extent to which you are bothered by the prospect of having wings you can put away and a pocket dimension you don't have to interact with and a resistance to injury is really puzzling to me," Cam remarks. He decelerates towards Earth.
"Of course it is, you're already filth, what do you care? It probably looks like a great idea from your perspective. And I note that whenever the subject of you having the contagion comes up, you say things that are sort of reassuring as long as you don't think about them for five seconds," says Soto.
"Stop catastrophizing in front of the children, please," says the parent.
"I'm not catastrophizing!" says Soto.
"Stop catastrophizing in front of the children, please," says the parent.
"I'm not catastrophizing!" says Soto.
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"Well, I don't know how to be more persistently reassuring because your applicable concepts don't make sense to me," Cam says. "Sorry about that."
"So you do have the contagion, and we're all going to catch it and Earth will be a filth pit after all," says Soto.
"I don't know why you're obsessing over this when there's nothing we can do about it anyway," says the parent.
"Personal amusement," says Soto.
"Well, stop," says the parent.
"Besides, if the all-powerful filth creature named Cam cared, they could probably avoid associating with us closely enough to spread the contagion."
"I don't know why you're obsessing over this when there's nothing we can do about it anyway," says the parent.
"Personal amusement," says Soto.
"Well, stop," says the parent.
"Besides, if the all-powerful filth creature named Cam cared, they could probably avoid associating with us closely enough to spread the contagion."
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"I've already told you what I know about how to avoid it. I definitely don't know how much exposure is enough to risk it; it's not a thing that happens where I'm from and I only learned about it at all recently."
"You said we won't grow wings until we accomplish something personally fulfilling, or something like that," says Soto. "Not only will that not help us avoid catching the contagion in the first place, it also sounds tremendously boring."
"Who's insane and morally denegerate now?" says one of the ones who haven't introduced themselves.
"Me, apparently," says Soto.
"Who's insane and morally denegerate now?" says one of the ones who haven't introduced themselves.
"Me, apparently," says Soto.
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"I don't think anybody in this ship knows enough to assume that the contagion works in any particular way."
"Do you know enough to know whether you have it?" says Soto.
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Sigh. "I have the pocket dimension thing as of recently. I already had the wings before, though."
"So we might as well embrace insanity now before we start sprouting wings," says Soto. "Tyastir loves filth almost as much as they love rocks, I'm sure they won't have a problem."
"Excuse me," huffs Tyastir.
"Excuse me," huffs Tyastir.
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Aaaaand here is the Earth. Cam lands and lets the aliens out. "Have you got a list for me?"
"Yes." Tyastir waves a sheet of paper.