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Who: Carl Grimes & You
Broadcast: Network
Action: Red Fish
When: 4/8

[ The feed opens up in the Red Fish's cargo bay, a large crate opened up and its contents strewn on the floor almost like they're being sorted. Some of the labels can be seen and they're odd flavors and they're followed by some commentary as Carl picks them up. ]

Honey avocado? Cayenne chocolate? Eugh.. Black licorice??

[ The video shakes as he turns the camera around to frame his very confused expression. ]

So I guess this is one of those sponsor drops? I'd say thanks to whoever, but these are... weird. So I guess if anybody wants weird flavored pudding, come to the Red Fish. [ There's a little shuffling as he picks up a sheet of paper and waves it.

It came with one of these, which a lot of people have been getting.

Carl Grimes likes to yell at people when they're asleep.

Carl Grimes once ate 112 ounces of pudding.

Carl Grimes can't take his hat off.

Carl Grimes got shot by a deer.

Compared to the ones other people have been getting? It's not that bad.

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[morphitudinous]

It's more that the memories involved are unpleasant. The texture of the slop we eat here isn't really better, but...well, we need to survive, right?

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Thankfully, stuff's better on the planet. If you can stockpile food from there, it can last until the next time we hit another one.

But the protein isn't that bad if it's that or go hungry.

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[morphitudinous]

Agreed. We're lucky to not be truly desperate...just watched like a hawk.

Though I have no idea how deep that rabbit hole goes.

[He laughs uneasily as he eats. The food's...okay, he guesses.]

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None of us really know, though. There was something posted on the network; research people have been doing about the Atroma and this place.

Nowhere we go have people heard of this show. [ Time will tell exactly why they're here. ]

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[morphitudinous]

Oh, so it's a more sinister experiment. Not that that proposal isn't sinister enough, but...it takes something to sleep at night around here.

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It could be. Why let us settle into some weird life here?

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[morphitudinous]

...maybe we're like someone's pets?

[That thought's quite strange. He shakes his head. No way.]

Or playthings.

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..Ugh. I don't want to think about it like that.

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[morphitudinous]

Ugh, my apologies.

Best not to think about it at all?