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[Encoded livestreaming] Me M'ories
| >The noises get more intense and the machine's surrounding catch fire slowly
>A voice rings out, hollow and somehow nostalgic...
>"nuijvtao hv'oulndvàcaees ,aoo oinn t iuucrtttmuoslsepe eéehse inmr auvjeqldo snriotus imit,vu e lro irj seenmpde,ecous aoez our,dluv?cvmfs i.re eopf de nplurrcouptioaseirn?ooru nrin uu rmsd seJrjuqeerp,zeqonu reo uu ofe uemnoraiazcrnoeisv i e ci .eatrtqo sd.cs eturuoo. mceee"
>It repeats eleven times, with three seconds of delay
| >The surroundings now burn more fiercely a sequence now resounds 3 times
>"5 lgkkgpnv, rkgyb rna zbkk, vryba rna iubrwfgnd. ebw lgkkgpnv lpub abra rna ixungnd cpubybu. durnw xv lblpugbv, durnw xv lblpugbv, durnw xv lblpugbv, durnw xv epxuvbkc, durnw xv epxuvbkc, zfp epx rub gv zfp zb vfrkk ibsplb, zb rub rmgpl, zb rub vwbrkbuv, zb rub upiibuv, rigab pxu lrvwbuv. Frgk wfb subrwpuv"
>The voice sounds angry, heaving and wheezing as it cries out in flames
| >The phone is suddenly dropped by the hands as a figure gets into the screen, a robot with a smiling face mask, it's throat split open, it looks at the camera and then sits down next to the terminal, it seems to be heaving and trying to claw at the mask covering it's face as if it wanted to tear it apart
>The screen of the terminal changes to a calm landscape, a house on a hill
| >Calm and soothing music starts to play, like it's straight out of a music box, but a choir of discordant voices and cries accompanies it, the background burns completely, revealing a city made entirely of obsidian pillars, sprawling in the distance, some of them look broken and worn out
>The figure of the robot just keeps clawing at it's mask, a faint chanting coming from under it
>Sounds like a children's song... a really old one
| >The terminal then stops completely and the robot drops down to it's knees, letting out a cry of agony and seemingly rushing over to the camera, going behind it
>Only the terminal remains, still playing calming music while heaving and crying continues from the phone's earpiece. the picture in it's screen is still the same: a small house on a cliff, looking over nowhere
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| What the fuuuuuuuuck....
| >The blood pouring out of the CD drive suddenly takes a black coloration and the music changes to a slow tempo waltz, the picture on the screen is now a beautiful city, covered in decorations and what appear to be paper lanterns
>Something makes a loud noise behind the camera as the wheezing stops and only the cries remain, the phone starts to play a song in small bursts along with a repeating voice
| >"13, 13, 13, 13, 13, I am thirteen, never forget, dont burn out oh sweet-"
>It fades out and only the crying and music remains
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| The live stream shows a small terminal with a phone attached to it, in an old home looking straight out of some frontier trideo. Ther terminal whirrs to life and then a series of painful moan and screams errupt from it as blood pours from its CD port
>Suddenly the phone rings and a set of metallic arms appear from outside of the frame to pick it up, holding it upright
>Heaving comes from it, along with the sound of burning and loud rapping noises