<AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA><br/><br/>Thankfully sped up at 69x speed so that it sounded less like a long drawn out scream and more like a weird sound from ancient disk-based tech. Lapine thought she had started tripping fucking balls, and not in the fun 'hey let's all take BLISS and FUCK!' type of tripping fucking balls, but rather 'OH GOD WHY DO I SEE EMOTIONS AND FEEL COLORS AND SMELL TOAST?!'<br/><br/>Which would be what she's doing as she's looking around trying to figure out what she needed to fucking SHOOT to make it all go away...<br/><br/><WHY CAN I SEE EMOTIONS?!  WHY ARE THE DOORS WANTING TO FUCK ME?! WHY IS GREY'S TITS AND ASS ON FIRE?! WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT GREEN THING SHOVED UP THE SPIRIT'S ASSHOLE?!> Lapine continues to shout to the team, loud enough that if someone wanted a BTL sound track... well... <CARDS TU BATARD! Mon TABARNAK J'VAIS TE DECALISSER LA YEULE!!!><br/><br/>Suffice to say, she was handling it... better than she could have been? Look, she hadn't opened fire on anything YET so...