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This is an official transcript of their nonsense.
On a Discord call
Zoey: I'm gonna crucify whoever invented bluetooth.
Rumi: That's why you use wired devices—
Zoey: That's why I creamed in your mom last night.
Rumi: Okay.
Mira: Yoooooo what's up.
Zoey: Okay who's hosting?
Rumi: I mean if—
Zoey: Not Rumi.
Mira: I can host.
Rumi: Why don't you want me to host?
Zoey: Because some of us actually want to play the game instead of waiting for you to figure out how to get out of the pause screen.
Mira: Okay room code is [sounds of keyboard clacking] 26678
Zoey: Okay cool I'm entering.
Rumi: [snickers]
Zoey: Rumi, don—
Rumi: You said you're "entering."
Mira: Are you gonna "enter" the lobby anytime soon Rumi?
Rumi: Where's the lobby?
Zoey: [keyboard slams frustrated noises] I was trying to do better, Mira, I swear.
Rumi: What? I'm sorry! How do you—
Mira: It's fine. I believe in her.
Rumi: See? She believes in me.
Zoey: Well I'm gonna go on a bender while she figures it out.
30 minutes later, everyone is in the game.
Mira: Tanglewood's my favorite.
Zoey: You can tangle my wood.
Mira: They do say it's the little things in life.
Zoey: Your mom didn't think it was li—
Rumi: Okay what do I do?
Zoey: Like… what do… Rumi this isn't the first time we've played, I—
Rumi: I'm confused what's going on.
Zoey: I don't even know how to explain this to you.
Mira: Here, put on this headset.
Rumi: [confused keyboard noises] Is it on?
Mira: You're still holding it.
Rumi: [sighing]
Zoey: I'm going in.
Rumi: [victorious keyboard smash] I fucking figured it out!
Mira: 'Atta girl.
Silence
Zoey: Rumi I can hear you blushing.
Rumi: Aren't you the same person who was red as a fucking apple after I wore my Nike Pros to choreo for the first time?
Mira: She's got you there.
Zoey: …Shut up and take this fucking dick, Mira.
Mira/Rumi: Jesus/Okay, wow.
Zoey: It's a demon.
Mira: How? It hasn't hunted.
Zoey: Oh nevermind it's just Rumi.
Rumi: [sarcastic] Ha-ha-ha.
Mira: [approvingly] Nice one.
Zoey: [mic breaking out] AAAAAAHHHHHHHH FUCK ME!!!!!!!!
Mira: When, where, and how hard?
Zoey: [mic breaking out] THERE'S A ROOOOOAAAAAAAACH!!!!!!!!!!!
Rumi: Eh?
Zoey: [through tears] IT'S FLYING TOWARD ME IT CAN [slamming and struggling?] SEE ME I SWE— [audio cuts].
Mira: Girl you good?
Zoey: [sobbing]
Rumi: So it's not a demon?
Mira: Nah I'm pretty sure it's a wraith. Hasn't walked through the salt.
Zoey: [sobbing] Help me please when it flies it makes this awful buzzing noise and I'm wearing noise-cancelling headphones so I shouldn't be able to hear that.
Rumi: But are they wired though?
Zoey: [still sobbing] Rumi I swear to god I'll beat the fuck out of you and drag you through Seoul by your toenails please help me.
Mira: Now that's no way to talk to a fellow paranormal investigator!
Rumi: [cackles]
Zoey: [sniffles] Will one of you please come help me?
Mira: [sighs] On my way.