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If anyone comes across a building called Pay for Exchange, don't go in it.

[Asriel's voice sounds shaky and clearly upset with something. Maybe he should've switched to text, but he thinks it's too late now.]

They... they sell copies of people - people you can swap bodies with for a day. And they'll make copies of anyone who goes in their store, real actually alive copies too.

[Asriel's still sick to his stomach that he found "himself" for sale, but clearly the people on this colony didn't exactly see why it was a problem to sell living, unconscious bodies. But he's too scared to go back...]

J-just stay far away from it, okay? They don't ask you or anything, and they don't have any problems making a copy of you and putting it up for sale.

[ooc: Info for Pay for Exchange and what Asriel saw found here!]

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[At first, it seems like there's nothing on the video. It's lower quality than the video from the MID, suggesting an outside source, and there seems to be something in the way of fog or mist onscreen. Or smoke, actually, as it gets a little darker and thicker. Occasionally it seems to take the shape of a humanoid figure, then just seems like a cloud again.

After a few moments, Liquid Snake's voice can be heard.]

Just a tip. If someone's coming towards you with smoke billowing from their orifices, run in the opposite direction and never look back. Don't try to fight them, as much as you're sure you're going to win. You can thank me later.

[Sounds like he speaks from experience. Soon enough, something materializes in the air: a clenched fist, then an arm, then part of a torso. He's trying.]

Public service announcements aside, did anyone see the Flyers at the championship? We bloody shredded the competition. Make sure to check out the highlights if you get a chance. A shame about Xoxxorx, but he did what he had to.

[Xoxxorx will have a lovely memorial.]

They've been begging me to stay for next season, but I think my sports career's done for now. Not quite sure I can handle the groupies anymore.