Defendant in a Prosecutor - J. Florence.

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Mood swings. Gotta hate ‘em. Jackie knows on some level that this is not her, and what she’s feeling isn’t real, but she’d be damned if she-

The knife slips, straight into her reinforced leggings. “Not today, old friend.” The dull pain, mostly from the surprise than any actual damage, is already receding. Working with tools is helping a little, but this work of art just can’t be rushed. The scratches into the side of the little cylinder that could continue, until they spell out JOSHUA HUNT.

• If I have the bullet with your name on it, does that make you immortal?
  
• The kids, especially Bellamy, remember a Legion of heroes. Big shoes to fill.
  
• I saw the Eastvale earlier.
  
• CHEW ON FLAVOR
  
• FILL YOUR HUNGER
  
• SYNTH PASTE MAKES THE FOOD OF WONDER
  
• NO NEED TO COOK, JUST SQUEEZE AND SAVOR
  
• THE TASTIEST PASTE THE UNIVERSE’S FLAVOR
  
• IT’S A STAR, IT’S A STAR, IT’S THE TALK OF THE TOWN
  
• SYNTH PASTE, THE CHEAPEST FOOD AROUND
  
• NO NEED FOR PLATES, NO NEED FOR FUSS
  
• JUST SQUEEZE, SLURP, AND ENJOY THE TASTE
  
  THAT’S ROBUST
• SYNTH PASTE, THE FUTURE’S FEAST
  
  IN A TUBE
• A FLAVOR MASTERPIECE
  
• CHEAP, DELICIOUS, AND WITH NUTRITION
  
• SYNTH PASTE, THE GALAXY’S SENSATION
  
• Now you can’t get it out of your head either.