[You touch the microphone, and you’re immediately overcome with a strange feeling. Rather than normal speech, you now feel compelled to sing everything you say. (Don’t worry, it doesn’t have to rhyme, and the status effect will fade when you leave this room.)
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I was legally required to do this I’m so sorry.]
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[He's reorganized the sheet music, taking it with him to endgame, yo.]
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[even that short word comes out sing-songy DAMMIT NATALIE]
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Are you sure?
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Say that again, Tesla...?
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THERE'S YOUR ANSWER]
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GOMEN TESLA]
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[at least he's a decent singer??]
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You should consider a career in this.
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He's right, you actually sound pretty good, Tesla!
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Join him in his suffering]
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[even the stoner is squinting at you]
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Yeah, Tesla. Quit screwing around. We need to get going here.
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He's right, we need to get moving. I'm sure it'll wear off soon, Tesla.
[He's heading towards the door.]
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Check the rest of the stage.
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Yeah, check the rest of the stage, you jackasses.
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I wonder if we're being set up for an entire rock band.
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