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"Ah, ah, ah," the little string bean squeaks out of his clogged pipes. You don't want to mess with him now, he says.

He's been graced by his new omnipresent dictator of the hypothetical, and they've set him up with a fancy new set of ONE-TIME USE PINS for his JUJU. (You quietly assume this is sort of similar to an artifact but worse, given the ridiculous name.) A few pricks in this doll and he's going to be able to round up his whole coalition back here, slaughter every single version of your lousy gang that has possibly maybe ever existed and start a new life under their freshly acquired reality-bending employer.

He then launches into a twitchy, power-crazed laugh and that's about all you can take from this one-sided conversation.