Identity Acquisition
Ah... your generosity is most appreciated - my taste buds shall find much delight in this morsel.
... Should I convey unto you that I have shamelessly reconsidered my attendance for this "team dinner" I had so abashedly refused, might you... tolerate my presence thither?
Morning Greeting
Apologies, but would you accept a slight delay to our morning arrangements? Here lies an experiment in eager waiting for my attention - a quadridaily experiment consisting of quadruplicity of quadruplicate traversal through quadruple dimensions, its outputs to be extrapolated and recorded. Oh, it shan't take overlong. I am merely concerned that the bloodied effluvium of the crimson dimension may not be the most... ideal whiff afore a meal.
Afternoon Greeting
Oft do I lunch at the company cafeteria. Though its selection of side dishes doubtless has room for diversification, the frequent catering of sweet fermented dairy is a choice I find most pleasing. Ah, however, I would be remiss not to impart this dietary counsel: one mustn't consume more than five servings of it in a single sitting.
... For the subsequent experience following my ingestion has... unfortunately taught me the consequences of such gluttony...
Evening Greeting
Perhaps... it may be wise of you to keep your distance. Ah, uhm... Pray, do not mistake this caution for reservation or aversion to your person... Though I wish not to impose such distance betwixt us, the long hours I have spent imbrued in the elements of the green dimension necessitate that I undergo additional dimensional decontamination procedures. I shall see to the end-of-day office cleaning - hie you home, hmm...?
Chatter #1
Have you, perchance... a predilection for the sweetness of fermented dairy beverages? Worry you not, I have apportioned aplenty for my own enjoyment; ever since my dear fel - um... colleagues witnessed me claiming two extra portions for myself, they have been ceding their own for my consumption.
Though I have never been particularly inclined to drinking such sweetness... I can conceive of no reason to refuse such offers of caring kindness.
Chatter #2
Mm. To explicate in plainer language, the rending occurs following the attainment of the maximum space refraction rate, which is achieved by harnessing the energy accumulated on the blade. The space appears torn apart rather than cleanly cut, hence its colloquial reference as "ripped space." Subsequent to the discovery of this principle, I submitted multiple petitions for the widespread adoption of the more correct denomination "Four-dimensional Refraction Time Series Severance," yet for reasons unknown, the upper management has refused to grant approval.
Chatter #3
There is a subject of contemplation upon which I reflect on days I must pass through dimensions. I would say I am changing and transforming with every passing moment. Might one say that the "I" who had entered the rift and the "I" who exited the rift are one and the same? If the myriad splits of seconds that bleed through the cracks are again split endlessly for my head to be placed without the rift, my waist betwixt rifts, and my legs within the rift... which among them could be named as "I"...? Hmm. A subject for a mirthful debate, isn't it?
Post-Uptie Chat 1
Wherefore does that one defer flight only to relive the present at every turn? Would that I had been lost within that space forevermore. Nay, all of this is pointless. Never again shall my past, surrounded by the attentive ears of fellowship, return.
Post-Uptie Chat 2
This alley is open on all sides, and from every angle, the colors are enchanting... Whithersoever my feet take me is my destination, and no one remains to welcome and receive me. And so... it is now time to take the gentle plunge into the quadricolor reflections.
Idle
Today's me-nu... Ah. Stir-fried eggplant and a dish of seaweed stems. Though I find this an agreeable fare, my colleagues will for sure shake their heads and insist on eating elsewhere. Hmm... As for the dessert... Melon?!
Mel... on it shall be! Forgive me, but this is a matter of great import. I am determined to have one even if I must do so alone...
Uptying
I have delved into a multitude of dimensions to return, and yet...
Deployment
... Is the route of return within means?
Stage Entry
Pave the pathway of a name... toward a place at which arrival is impossible.
Viewed in Battle
Long is the path to be traversed.
Commencing Attack
The destination has been determined.
Enemy Stagger
Thwarting all attempts at memorizing you.
Enemy Killed
Another name consigned to oblivion.
Death
So this is the conclusion... whither all lines converge.
Check Passed
A waystation along the anticipated route.
Check Failed
Hmm...? I had not expected the path to lead to this place...
Victory Cry
Though the wandering was overlong, I have at last reached the destination. Yet naught but this abject quiet welcomes my arrival... I have no certainty that this truly is the terminus I was bound for. Perhaps... I am indeed lost...
Extra Conditions Fulfilled
I have neither become lost nor been delayed. A great relief... *sigh* a relief indeed.
Defeat Wail
As a matter of fact, the alley is a dead end.