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https://drive.google.com/open?id=1h-0M_BnENG7Le5iV3VCXiYM7yKQUKXLn
mp3 / 2.8mb / 7 minutes
Sometimes, the universe likes to play tricks on us. Perhaps to teach us a lesson. Perhaps for its own amusement. Perhaps because nothing actually matters, and reasons are stories we tell ourselves to help us sleep at night. Regardless, this is a story about one of these tricks, in which an angel and a demon stare into the funhouse mirror of reality and catch a glimpse of their cursed counterparts. Welcome to the circus. Bring out the clowns.
(Crowley and Aziraphale and exposed to the other's 1992 screenplay counterpart)
I am so sorry this is what happens when I spend two days in the Good Omens Shitscript discord and am bored in a hotel room on a work trip y'all seriously I am sorry. Maybe next week I'll get around to finishing that other WIP I have going but today is not that day.
https://drive.google.com/open?id=1h-0M_BnENG7Le5iV3VCXiYM7yKQUKXLn
mp3 / 2.8mb / 7 minutes
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