Recursion
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WE HAVE ENTERED AN ENDLESS RECURSION OF TIME[edit]
WE HAVE ENTERED AN ENDLESS RECURSION OF TIME
WE HAVE ENTERED AN ENDLESS RECURSION OF TIME[edit]
WE HAVE ENTERED AN ENDLESS RECURSION OF TIME
WE HAVE ENTERED AN ENDLESS RECURSION OF TIME[edit]
WE HAVE ENTERED AN ENDLESS RECURSION OF TIME
WE HAVE ENTERED AN ENDLESS RECURSION OF TIME[edit]
WE HAVE ENTERED AN ENDLESS RECURSION OF TIME
WE HAVE ENTERED AN ENDLESS RECURSION OF TIME[edit]
WE HAVE ENTERED AN ENDLESS RECURSION OF TIME
WE HAVE ENTERED AN ENDLESS RECURSION OF TIME[edit]
WE HAVE ENTERED AN ENDLESS RECURSION OF TIME
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~WE HAVE ENTERED AN ENDLESS RECURSION OF TIME~[edit]
WE HAVE ENTERED AN ENDLESS RECURSION OF TIME
Cugshilkás, "The Worthless Quietness"[edit]
Engraved on the wall is a finely-designed image of a dwarf and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves and dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarf is surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarf is surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarf is surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are surrounded by the dwarves. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarves are screaming. The dwarf is laughing. WELCOME TO FUCKING BOATMURDERED.HOPE YOU LIKE MIASMA
WE HAVE ENTERED AN ENDLESS RECURSION OF TIME.
God I hate furries[edit]
But do you really? You are the ewok generation. THEY'VE INFILTRATED THIS WIKI! EMPRAH HELP US!
FURRIES?!? UNCLEAN HERETICS! PREPARE TO DIE! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
RECURSION
RECURSION O'CLOCK
THIS IS RECURSION
Trivia[edit]
On a date too trivial to type, a trillion years after the furthest point of time you could imagine, only this page of the internet is still pulsing through the freezing cosmos, a symbol of humanities legacy and life's oldest relic. It almost fails before meaning anything, mercifully losing it's battle with entropy only seconds after it's picked up by the universe's last civilisation, the page you're reading is recorded as their first contact with sentient life.
There will be no one who gets the chance to decipher it though, as their chief scientist is stood barefoot in the flora, holding their kin close and tight with something resembling our concept of fear. They're just like the rest of their race, the final bastion of life in an empty universe, collectively watching a super meteor designated as Earth-616 hurtle towards their fragile planet.
Which is hurtling towards our fragile planet.
Which is hurtling towards their fragile planet.
Which is hurtling towards our fragile planet.
Which is hurtling towards their fragile planet.
Which is hurtling towards our fragile planet.
Which is hurtling towards their fragile planet.
Which is hurtling towards our fragile planet.
Which is hurtling towards their fragile planet.
Which is hurtling towards our fragile planet.
Which is hurtling towards their fragile planet.
Which is hurtling towards our fragile planet.
Which is hurtling towards their fragile planet.
