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JoeBloggs at 12:03, 15 February 2010

JoeBloggs — Mon, 15 Feb 2010 12:03:05 GMT

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-	"You know, Higgs, there are two type of people." You say, turning to glare at him. "There's those who~~, when~~ fire ~~was brought~~ down from the ~~mountaintops~~, ~~were scared of it. Who~~ fled from ~~what~~ they didn't understand. Who looked upon the miracle of the first great technological advance in history, and called it an abomination against God."	+	"You know, Higgs, there are two type of people in history." You say, turning to glare at him. "There's those who were scared of fire when it came down from the mountains, who fled from the steam engine, who hated everything they didn't understand. Who looked upon the miracle of the first great technological advance in history, and called it an abomination against God."

-	"But then there's the second type of person. Those who went up to this glorious new wonder, and ''shook prometheus by the hand.''"	+	"But then there's the second type of person. Those who embraced the new world. Those who powered the steam engine, who tamed electricity, who went up to this terrible and glorious new wonder of fire, and ''shook prometheus by the hand.''"

-	"Which one ~~are~~ you, Higgs?" You ask, your glasses flashing with the colours of a million worlds.	+	"Which one do you think is remembered, Higgs? You ask, your glasses flashing with the colours of a million worlds streaming from the portal. "Which type are you?"

	"You're insane!" He whispers, terrified.		"You're insane!" He whispers, terrified.

-	"Fine. Stay in your spineless little shell." You mutter, and shove past him, sending him off the desk in a flurry of files as you stride towards the portal. It begins to crackle as you approach, growing bigger, the universe ripping around it. Higgs struggles over the ~~files~~ and runs, his feet slipping and stumbling over files in his sweaty haste.	+	"Fine. Stay in your spineless little shell." You mutter, and shove past him, sending him off the desk in a flurry of files as you stride towards the portal. It begins to crackle as you approach, growing bigger, the universe ripping around it. Higgs struggles over the desks and runs, his feet slipping and stumbling over files in his sweaty haste.

	"You could have had a place in the new world, Higgs!" You yell after him, as you are slowly consumed by the portal. Colours crackle off you like an exploding star. The desks and papers whirl around the room like a cyclone, with you in the eye of it, the universe ripping around you, a harsh sonic shriek slowly building into an unbearable crescendo.		"You could have had a place in the new world, Higgs!" You yell after him, as you are slowly consumed by the portal. Colours crackle off you like an exploding star. The desks and papers whirl around the room like a cyclone, with you in the eye of it, the universe ripping around you, a harsh sonic shriek slowly building into an unbearable crescendo.

JoeBloggs at 11:19, 15 February 2010

JoeBloggs — Mon, 15 Feb 2010 11:19:30 GMT

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	"But then there's the second type of person. Those who went up to this glorious new wonder, and ''shook prometheus by the hand.''"		"But then there's the second type of person. Those who went up to this glorious new wonder, and ''shook prometheus by the hand.''"

-	"Which one are " You ask, your glasses flashing with the colours of a million worlds.	+	"Which one are you, Higgs?" You ask, your glasses flashing with the colours of a million worlds.

	"You're insane!" He whispers, terrified.		"You're insane!" He whispers, terrified.

JoeBloggs at 11:18, 15 February 2010

JoeBloggs — Mon, 15 Feb 2010 11:18:42 GMT

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-	"You know, Higgs, there are two type of people." You say, turning to glare at him. "There's ~~the people~~ who, when fire was brought down from the mountaintops, were scared of it. ~~The people who saw~~ the ~~mirical~~ of the ~~steam engine~~ and ~~were~~	+	"You know, Higgs, there are two type of people." You say, turning to glare at him. "There's those who, when fire was brought down from the mountaintops, were scared of it. Who fled from what they didn't understand. Who looked upon the miracle of the first great technological advance in history, and called it an abomination against God."

-	"~~Fine. Stay in your spineless little shell." You mutter, and shove past him, sending him off~~ the ~~desk in a flurry~~ of ~~files as you stride towards the portal~~. ~~It begins~~ to ~~crackle as you approach, growing bigger~~, the ~~universe ripping around it~~.	+	"But then there's the second type of person. Those who went up to this glorious new wonder, and ''shook prometheus by the hand.''"

-	"You ~~know, Higgs~~,	+	"Which one are " You ask, your glasses flashing with the colours of a million worlds.

		+	"You're insane!" He whispers, terrified.

		+	"Fine. Stay in your spineless little shell." You mutter, and shove past him, sending him off the desk in a flurry of files as you stride towards the portal. It begins to crackle as you approach, growing bigger, the universe ripping around it. Higgs struggles over the files and runs, his feet slipping and stumbling over files in his sweaty haste.
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		+	"You could have had a place in the new world, Higgs!" You yell after him, as you are slowly consumed by the portal. Colours crackle off you like an exploding star. The desks and papers whirl around the room like a cyclone, with you in the eye of it, the universe ripping around you, a harsh sonic shriek slowly building into an unbearable crescendo.
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		+	You close your eyes.
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		+	"A new world." You whisper.
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		+	[[A new world.]]



-	~~Do you:~~
-	*[[Sneer and push him aside]]
-	*[[Comfort him]]

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"You've made your choice, then." You say coldly.

"W-well-"

"You know, Higgs, there are two type of people." You say, turning to glare at him. "There's the people who, when fire was brought down from the mountaintops, were scared of it. The people who saw the mirical of the steam engine and were

"Fine. Stay in your spineless little shell." You mutter, and shove past him, sending him off the desk in a flurry of files as you stride towards the portal. It begins to crackle as you approach, growing bigger, the universe ripping around it.

"You know, Higgs,

Do you:
*[[Sneer and push him aside]]
*[[Comfort him]]

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