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According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way that a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway. Because bees don’t care what humans think is impossible.” SEQ. 75 - “INTRO TO BARRY” INT. BENSON HOUSE - DAY ANGLE ON: Sneakers on the ground. Camera PANS UP to reveal BARRY BENSON’S BEDROOM ANGLE ON: Barry’s hand flipping through different sweaters in his closet. BARRY Yellow black, yellow black, yellow black, yellow black, yellow black, yellow black...oohh, black and yellow... ANGLE ON: Barry wearing the sweater he picked, looking in the mirror. BARRY (CONT’D) Yeah, let’s shake it up a little. He picks the black and yellow one. He then goes to the sink, takes the top off a CONTAINER OF HONEY, and puts some honey into his hair. He squirts some in his mouth and gargles. Then he takes the lid off the bottle, and rolls some on like deodorant. CUT TO: INT. BENSON HOUSE KITCHEN - CONTINUOUS Barry’s mother, JANET BENSON, yells up at Barry. JANET BENSON Barry, breakfast is ready! CUT TO: "Bee Movie" - JS REVISIONS 8/13/07 1. INT. BARRY’S ROOM - CONTINUOUS BARRY Coming! SFX: Phone RINGING. Barry’s antennae vibrate as they RING like a phone. Barry’s hands are wet. He looks around for a towel. BARRY (CONT’D) Hang on a second! He wipes his hands on his sweater, and pulls his antennae down to his ear and mouth. BARRY (CONT'D) Hello? His best friend, ADAM FLAYMAN, is on the other end. ADAM Barry? BARRY Adam? ADAM Can you believe this is happening? BARRY Can’t believe it. I’ll pick you up. Barry sticks his stinger in a sharpener. SFX: BUZZING AS HIS STINGER IS SHARPENED. He tests the sharpness with his finger. SFX: Bing. BARRY (CONT’D) Looking sharp. ANGLE ON: Barry hovering down the hall, sliding down the staircase bannister. Barry’s mother, JANET BENSON, is in the kitchen. JANET BENSON Barry, why don’t you use the stairs? Your father paid good money for those. "Bee Movie" - JS REVISIONS 8/13/07 2. BARRY Sorry, I’m excited. Barry’s father, MARTIN BENSON, ENTERS. He’s reading a NEWSPAPER with the HEADLINE, “Queen gives birth to thousandtuplets: Resting Comfortably.” MARTIN BENSON Here’s the graduate. We’re very proud of you, Son. And a perfect report card, all B’s. JANET BENSON (mushing Barry’s hair) Very proud. BARRY Ma! I’ve got a thing going here. Barry re-adjusts his hair, starts to leave. JANET BENSON You’ve got some lint on your fuzz. She

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Mask,
Your beauty makes the sun shy.
I am captivated by your grace.
Your voice is the sweetest song I've ever heard,
Your kindness and warmth is so soothing.
My soul longs for you,
I ache in your absence.
Mask, my love,
My heart beats only for you.
CharacterAI love poems are so cool

My poem for Mask is way better though

You look nice
Like the summer roses
I would love
To uh
Sex

Yes

Same applies to you

*flustered noises*

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And I will be attending cpl as I am a little bit of a giant supercomputer but I don't know if you have any questions or concerns please visit the plug-in settings to determine how attachments are handled the situation when I get to the next shelter though I think I can do it in the background check out my awesome daily Craigslist app Android and iOS app store one of the time to play with me and I will be attending cpl as I am a little bit of a giant supercomputer but I don't know if you have any questions or concerns please visit the website called a jump 🦘🦘🦘🦘🦘🦘🦘🦘🦘🦘 the first one which was a Rain world wjlrmd I have no taste in my personal experience it was so nice of the world and I am not having any karma is the most awesome bits and bobs the best of my first playthrough was getting ready for a bit more than a month and a half not be down to earth yippee I have no taste in my personal experience in the background check on the wiki it is a good idea to have a great day and I will be attending cpl as I am a little bit of a giant supercomputer

This one has plain text. Let me cut the lengthy introductions...
"...we will not consider the Current Situation acceptable. Although our community is Blessed with an ever shrinking Population, and we can Almost Glimpse that Glorious moment when the last of us has joined our most Admired peers, we must still (at All Times!) maintain Good Relations with our Iterator.

The Moral Argument: Five Pebbles is our Creation, and we have Parental Obligations towards him. As an Iterator, he is also a Gift of Charity from Us to The World (unable to reach Enlightenment by itself - being composed mostly of Rock, Gas, dull witted Bugs and Microbes - and towards which We thus have Obligations).

The Practical Argument: Despite You being family, I must Beg Forgiveness for the Blunt Vulgarity - but We are (for as long as we Remain) Dependent on Five Pebbles for Water, Nectar, Energy, Void Fluid and All other Vital Resources. By Now, living on the surface is Laughable. We are Across the River and have Kicked out the Boat.

I therefor ask you to Do Anything in your Might to stop the House(We both know which House) from Further Obstruction! They have less than forty members on the Council, but still Tilt the spiritual Discourse with Our Iterator in a direction that most obviously Displeases him, and is hardly High Held by anyone in the Community either! We can not Risk this!"

And then there are polite farewells. None of us really miss the times when their cities were populated. Imagine having skin parasites that also ask for advice and have opinions...

I'm sorry, that was disrespectful. They were our parents after all.

i know this is over but

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For me, it all started on that fateful day. July 11th. I had an urge to read ao3, and I went to read it and it was down. I went to down detector as one does. What I saw was amazing.

So many people were talking, all connected. Many seemed to be friends, too. I saw lore build in front of me, and I wanted a part in it.

I started to interact with people, and I stayed for many hours. Two people started spamming Discord servers, and this was when chaos emerged. People began taking sides. I stayed neutral, refusing to engage in a conflict that wouldn’t affect me. I tried to convince people that my way was best, but they still chose war.

The next day, people started getting married in the lore. I was gone for a long part of this day. When I came online and asked what was happening, two people asked to date me. One was Ella, the other was Imnotokay. In the end, I happily married Imnotokay.

The down detector Taylor Swift, ArachnidsGrip, had gotten banned, but they returned that night. Sarsar decided to host a grand party. The main attraction was some mysterious drinks in green cups that people were told not to drink. Being the silly sillies we were, we decided to drink out of them anyways. It turned out to be poison, so we dubbed this party “The Poison Party”

The next highlight was another one I did not participate in. At some point in time, everyone decided to get together and have a giant online orgy. Not our proudest moment, definitely, but not our worst either.

Next came the bean war. A mysterious figure named bob came to visit and claimed that beans are good. I sided with them until they turned out to be a bad person. I fled with Imnotokay and my newly adopted daughter, Ella, to Sarsar’s district of Q.

Slowly, down detector died. Only the most loyal remained. I introduced something, a sliver of hope. I linked a fanfiction from quotev, and soon enough people learned how to make a group chat. It was hard to get used to, but better than down detector. We began talking a lot once more.

Fast forward to Mxpotatohead and Em’s wedding. I set the place on fire with the help of Pasta and ate all the cake.

https://the-great-ao3-shutdown.fandom.com/wiki/CypressTree
https://the-great-ao3-shutdown.fandom.com/wiki/Special:Community
https://downdetector.com/status/archive-of-our-own/
(The group chat wishes not to be linked)

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