(XoC)
I am a Flatland inhabitant, dimensions more than two, I am not having it, you beings who are from the third, are just like savages, time pumps another plane for us to have a history, a present, and a future that is cloaked in mystery, this'll be, the third time it's happened just this week freaks!!!! we've gotten really sick of your shenanigans, blobs disappear and reappear, like floating mannequins, in your third dimension, at attention we are standing in, we're here to bring you war, all of my constituents, promised me blood from you degenerates and insolents, we're not gonna leave til the walls and floors are glistening, bloody red, dead Spacelanders' we'll eviscerate, you don't know the half of happiness that fuckin this'll make, or the time and effort we've prepared for proper victories, sick of all you rude dudes, all contradictory, step thru our land, no guessing your trajectories, never quite know how bad that it will get to be, or if a blob stops a Flatlanders' destiny, poor little hexagon Tom walking down to the market, got altered in a flash, left a mess to clean, Susie E. Needle be the one who confessed to seeing Ian get squashed in an crossing of dimensions, rip thru an opening, hoping it stops, quick shock, it locks all the residents attentions

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(Klopfenpop)
You think this is just about you disks?
I gotta enlighten you, be writing that bullshit you just spit, cause we don't mean no harm by it, fuk man, I'm just trying to get to work and shit, yeah we try our damnedest not to hit you freaks, but y'all world sitting stretched across our streets, gotta get thru one way or another, if I gotta hit a brother, then I gotta hit a brother, it ain't like y'all got much to live for, two dimensions? Y'all know there's like one more right? But y'all savages trying to start a fight, trying to bite the hand that showed you the light, the almighty third dimension, depth, y'all disrespect and better watch your step, cause we know it's just dimensional envy, y'all just wish that you could be where we be, and fully realize dimensionality, space, the final frontier, if only you were as enlightened as us, you simpletons wouldn't even be here, talking shit, and bark and spit, y'all trying to bitch about reality when y'all don't even comprehend it, go back to your tabletop man, I don't wanna get dirty, so I ain't even gonna shake your hand

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(Ranger)
All you spheres and cubes, I gotta sneer at you, and you circles and squares, you can hear this too, this is the voice of a fourth dimensional visitor, telling listeners, stars are prisms of prisoners, moving left and right, and moving forward and back, you be sure to cite, your perception's wack, you think we're impressed that you know up and down, while we're hanging in the fourth, just fucking around, from where I reside, I can see right inside you, ain't no where to hide, you lesser beings been lied to, your leaders been leading you to believe that there's no more, than what you can see, two or three, but I know four, I'd show y'all, but ya gotta open your minds, forget what ya know, so you can cope when you find it, I picked you as the prophet for your people, ya lucked out, see the fourth, you asking bout five? Get the fuck out!!

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