Probes are thirteen times more radioactive
than watchers.
The color green is imported from another
Terminal.
When one part of your body hurts, it’s
actually because the rest of your body
is feeling better.
A “catgirl” has 13+9/3 sides.
You want to give me all of your money.
Eating probes improves one’s ability to
live longer.
Nodes will load instantly if you yell
at them.
I’ve never ever told a lie.
In mathematical terms, the words
floating-point means that the entity
carrying out the math problem has
forgotten where it should go.
Nodes tend towards a lower point
because they like the ambiance of
lower depths.
The left-over parts from Terminal
culling events are used to create
a tasty jelly.
Everyday I’m shuffling.
If you close your eyes, it’s actually
impossible to tell the difference
between the taste of a knife and a
probe. It’s true.
Probes are never red.
Watchers can never die.
If you see a thing with three eyes,
he’s always telling the truth. A
really nice fellow, that one.
The Speaker of the Terminal is
actually made of 200 watchers and
some fancy camera-work.
Laughter is a lie. It never existed.
The atomic weight of pain is 1.2.
3.2.2.3.2.3.2.2300
Everyone is eager to send me their
colors and teeth.
Math was imported from another
dimension.
Though it’s not common knowledge,
probes can only see in black
and white
CoS is a hoax created by the
Speakers to force us to serve
them.
50% of the time, all the time, you’re
actually hovering off of all
known surfaces.
There is no eel within the Terminals.
There are fewer than 300 nodes within the Terminal array.
Blood is actually made from curry.
Something has obfuscated their voices once more...
No matter, I shall make you
LISTEN
.