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oh no the light bulbs! (pt 1)

It was a cold night, niveis felt. despite the fact that the winter storm, (quite unusual in august, as you would probably assume) was still wreaking its particular brand of havoc on the city, (particularly the kind involving insurance salesmen) it was not at all dark out. the reason for that; as nyx knew by heart; was because the lightbulb lords were going to transform all willing humans into lightbulbs, and all willing lightbulbs into humans.

this was something that happened every year, and as far back as nyx could remember, nyx had always wanted to become one. 'no, not an insurance salesman' nyx tried to explain to y'all, as one flew by nyx window. but alas, the wind was getting strong, and it would be too dangerous to go to the gathering. 'fuck it' niveis thought. 'I've dreamt my whole life about being a lightbulb, if anything 'twould be too risky not to take this opportunity.'

"fuck. the car won't work." 

"why don't you walk, then?"

"bitch, have you looked outsi-" niveis stopped nyxself, before realising that nyx had already called this seemingly disembodied voice a bitch, and continuing the sentence with a "do you  want me to fuckin die out there? cause i, for one, am not fuckin giving up my life because a shitty hallucination of a disembodied voice that's probably mine said so! sorry bitch, but you ain't fuckin gettin my soul today!"

"i... i... i was going to fix the weather, you meanie! stupid head!  i don't like you!"

"oh, then just shut up and fix the god-damned weather for me already! i haven't got all day!"

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"fine! i'm sorry, kid!"

"̷̰̖̳̀̎f̢̨̨̡̞̜͊̃͠o̱̟̾̆̔͠͠ȏ͈̳̯͔͙̮ͅļ̘̗͍͉̳̤̙̇̇̚͝,̗̦͇̣̰͇̣̒̈́́̉͝ ̵̹͎̤̆̋́͋͐͞î̶̗̟͍͎̍̉͂ ̴̫̼̘͈͋̎w̨̧͇͖̝̭̮̄̿͘͘ä̠̯̈͂̏͐̕s̸̪̼͔̆͗̆̍͟͠ ̧̖͍̐̀͑͢͡a̶͓̟̞͐́̕l̬̰͚͙̖̿͠͞i̧̛̼͔͛̕v̹̼̦̤̣̽́̏͊͒͠e̶̝̘̙̤̩̙̭͚̫̊̅ ͚̥̳̜̑̀b̸͓̫̞̋̓̽ė̴̦͇̯́͐̄̊f̶̪̠͖̘͉͂̈o̷͉̐̐̏͘r̦͍͉̆̓͒ẹ̎̓̏̃͒͆͜͟ ̸͕̥̔̑͑̿t̥̬͕̓̏͢h͖̲̼̜̜̠͆̽͊̊ḛ̸̭̖̐̽̈͘ ͇̠͔̯̰̌͗̇̂û͚͉̜̘̦̼̿̀͟͡ǹ̸͔͇̼̟͔̍̃̚i̠̅̎̀̓̈́̃͂ͅv̫̭̼̟͕͔̆͐̀è͔̮̤̤̪͓́̉̍͢͟ŗ̜͈̼̍͛̀͟͢͞s̷̝̼̱͈̜͐̃̕e̗͈̼̼͐̂͜ ͖͔̦͔͎̗̣̄͏̨̀̃w̡̡̭͓̗͆̅̄́́ͅa̛͎̣̅̑͐͡s̢̻̜͍̦̊̋̾ ̯̹̫̦̂̇̈͗͜c̵̡̧̪͖̝̼̓̈̽̀͟r̙͔̳̋̑̂͐ȩ̻̺͎̾̾̎̅͂̕a̘̬̤̗̘̟͍͋̂̈́̆͜t̘̤͋̅͒̄͞e̡͔͆͏͓̮̓̓d̨̧̜̼͓͓̙̽̈́̍̽ͅ ̫̭͓̪̌͑́͡ȧ̶̸̸̡͏͙̙̉͗n̴̠̞̘̦̯͎̬͇̥̄͒ḑ̟͓̬̦̹̓̽̒̇͝ ̱͇̼̬͔̂ï̶͚̇̔̌ ̸̢̺̺̯͌̈͡s̵̡͓̮͍̜̠̳̀̚ḫ̴̸̼͎̣̓́͠ã̵͎̣̍̍͘l̶̵̼̦̞̫͆͊̚ĺ̢̧̰̖̕ ̶̴̛͎̻̮̰̍̓͐̍b̯̟̾̈͆̐͜͞ͅe̸̋̆͆͏͕̫ ̣̖̘͌̉́̽̌̕̕t̶̛̫̊̎͌͌̽͝͝h̵̸̵͚̪͈̗͐̑̍͊͝ȇ̡̖͈̜͕͈̋̐ͅṛ̠͐͘͝ͅȩ̵̸̹͕̐͗̒̒͜͢ ͇̰̬̋̿̀͘͝͡t̸̨͈͇̬͑̄̅̚͝͡ͅo̟̟͇̓̃͊ ̡̦̤͖̤̈́̏́̀̌͗s̨̳͔̻̥͊̃̒͆͂e͔͓̹̋̿̑͘͝e̛̜̻̹͉̊̒͒̑̕͜͡ ̵̶̤̫̀̽̒i̲̟̭̙̯̟̔̐t̰̠̽̂͋͋̿͘̕ ̹̦̘̋̂̋̐͜͟͞ȅ̶͈͕̓̀͒n̰̗̗̟̏͑̓ḑ̰̘̏̌̓͡!̶̡̛̳̄͐̇͜͡ ̴̨̭̘̈͆͊̉̂͟ȉ̛̳̣̕͏̗̪ ̵̭͎̔͌̃̀à͢͏̴̛͊̆͋̍͡͞m̳͓͙̽̏̎ ̶̴̞̗͌̂͞n̙̭̤̦̼̙ö̧̝̪̤͇̜̰̈́͂t͏̢̯͇̒̽͂̀̉͋͜ ̩̫̟̼̀̎͒̀̒͞a̶̧̹͔̻̬͈̭̓ ̱̹̠̱̆͊͋̈̿ǩ̓̍̄͟͢͏̂͞i̵͎͙̲͑̒̈́͌͛͊͢͞ḑ̯͉͓͊̎̃͗̋!̡̠͇͍̳͓̀̀́̆̐̽"̵̲̱̪͙̣̄̇́̾

"yeah yeah, throw your little tantrum, just make it rain, goddammit!"

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"̧̲̮̓̑͗ͅ.̱̪͋́͑̋͡͞.̞͌͐̔͢͡͏̘̰̗̰.͙͏̴̵̴̝̄̆̓͞͝f̸̢͔̣͍̲̬̯̓̆͌͟i̶̵̳̰͉̲̺͗̂̾͡ǹ̶̵̥̜̦̳̼̈́̈̐e̴̴̢̧͔͉̮̘̦͗̓͌"̷̸̱̼̓̍͏͑

"yaay! it's nice again!"

"̡̪͎̬̟̙̳̾́N̴̫̤͕̰͐̾̈o̟͂͂͛̒͜w̴̷̗͑́͛͂̉̈͢͝ ̷͍̐͌̚͞g͏̞̏̈́̽̾̎̉i̫̼̻̠̘͘͢͝ͅv̨͍̰̥̺͇̏̃e̙̘̺͕̓͑͟ ̦͖̩͍̜͗̇̉̐̃̓͡m̼̹̬͑̈͘͏̠̻̔̒͘e̵͉͖͔̫͑̓̆ͅ͏̥ ̶͖͙̞̏̎̅̎̌̉͠y͎͉̆͝͏̌͞ȍ̟̪͇̣͖̈́͊̇u̶̬̪̖̘͆́̿̽͐͘ȓ̞̹̦̟̝̰̭̍͗͞-̨̤̭̬̯̐͊̑́"̗̳̤̣͌͆͝͠

"oh, shut up."