# good old cyberthulu allegedly hired out by happy microstar network mundane and predictably odd cross between impossibly ancient biocosmic oblivion and post modem ontological romantic hyperfuturism disturbingly tenticular yet also oddly cute to summon a giant tentacled faced gent of cyberthulu say in order to help with a particular tough rotting knot of the undead currently blocking access to coffee machines first stand seemingly alone inside a secret underground research base at night say on the vast testing floor beneath d82 then recite the following interdimensional teleportal opening pseudocode phrase three times i only eat celery backwards at seven degrees after midnight the hair on the back of your neck will immediately start to rise you should then get a heavy but friendly slime dripping tap on the shoulder please be ready to feed said visiting gent with some undead or it will consume whoever's nearest ```[:nb][:dv pr 1][:dv br 200][:dv gv 40][:dv hs 50][:rate 30]``` an unironically amazing markerlight of flesh on moonbase alpha a dimensional text to speech realm where all is john madden pretty /h sun also confirmed flat // [[republic of bob contents | imaginary pastime republic of bob]]