Koba: My consciousness will still haunt your asses forever
Lowen: your consciousness already haunts my ass every night
Lowen: or like, my consciousness conjures a figment of your consciousness, or something.
Lowen: idk man i just fly the drone
Koba: We are all meat mechs on an uncontrollable rock ship hurtling millions of miles an hour through an infinite and uncaring cosmos
Koba: Nothing matters
Cal: underneath the flesh facade, we're all babies playing big.  same feelings, just more words
Cal: but words are the world
Lowen: is this from something
Cal: yes
Lowen: inb4 bee movie
Cal: it just tends to hold true
Cal: no
Koba: Comic
Cal: ok
Cat: Minecraft story mode