Okay, that actually gets Jane to laugh, which is a goddamn first in these last couple of days.]
Hoo hoo hoo! No, no, we're made from genetic green goo! The cats are made from cat goo, we're made from goo that's c-clones of ourselves! Hoo hoo, oh goodness, i-if I was made from cats, I'd be a cat! But you've got the jist of it, gracious me! Hoo hoo!
It's apparently paradoxical. We exist, therefore, we could be made to exist. It's not really anything that makes sense and it's part of why my friends and I - and our various important ancestores - were able to play a game together. We were, ah...literally made to play it.
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Okay, that actually gets Jane to laugh, which is a goddamn first in these last couple of days.]
Hoo hoo hoo! No, no, we're made from genetic green goo! The cats are made from cat goo, we're made from goo that's c-clones of ourselves! Hoo hoo, oh goodness, i-if I was made from cats, I'd be a cat! But you've got the jist of it, gracious me! Hoo hoo!
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So you were made from "goo" that, itself, was made from you.
...but then how did you exist to begin with?
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[Just let her catch her breath here...]
It's apparently paradoxical. We exist, therefore, we could be made to exist. It's not really anything that makes sense and it's part of why my friends and I - and our various important ancestores - were able to play a game together. We were, ah...literally made to play it.
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I... believe I understand.
Somewhat.
[...]
Perhaps Sir Junpei would be better able to grasp this.
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[She understands destiny hogwash. She may or may not have died trying to unwash the destiny hog.]
Perhaps it would be better to focus on the cats.