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INT. 37’s Room (The Suitcase) - Night
37
“-Might it rather represent existing datum. That doesn't mean that it is correct or true. That which a number line isn't always sorted as which is time,quadrupolar modules are great. Time is only likeness to which matter is outright irrelevant to hypocycloids. Instead it matters where the particles are like marbles given a ratio of for. A sum between their distances is always positive but never united as if smaller numbers were nothing at all. 513 has 6 positive factors! But are they relevant to the number's personality? Smaller numbers are literally irrelevant; it's only the pith of those numbers that we are able to care about. All that matters is what's in the equation, not what is surrating the sky true. Euler's diagram only includes what is important, like time this subatomic particles do not list themselves like a graphs x”
Medpoc
“I mused noticeably, dawning my datum. Tipping my silly hat. Do I have a damn hat 37.”
37
“Obtaining a hat would be easy, so it's not the question that is of importance. Euler's muse was the hylic, which means we don't determine where the hypotenuse comes with adjacency but rather if the cosine is with us. He could say under a microscope that the year is 2007, when actuality lists some summer in the nineteen hundreds. Ataxia: abstract ingrows these synologys back to the page! Think of it this way!
All fragile are birds
All white are seagulls
Therefore all white are birds
This is hardly thanking, thinking the truth, yet making what seems universal. Then my premise is insuldian! Drawing circles like a clockwork dog!”
(Said the girl thinking of birds)
Medpoc
“My issue was… the difference between poetry and prose. X gave over Nemeod’s questions and I had only reasons to answer….eventually.
(The scientist glanced around the room as if they were an irrelevant taxum axtaria. Taxum blooming from Latin's case system. And axtaria a cadence,crapola)
37
“But I already told you-have I not”
(The Greek girl waved her thumb at the stuffing “Roman sky”)
Medpoc
(Medpoc released his bangs revealing an crystal orb)
“Filled like beans are those who never give up”
37
“Irrationals can repeat endlessly like an infinite day. Some even prove worse by reinstating their issues, like it is you Medpoc, for your number is ✓ 0.25. I had thought it to be a 5 at first but perhaps your gate for raindrops is more. I can't ever draw a Pentagon with your face, only a never ending mansion. You can't die because you do not understand death and had I thought you were a ✓ 5, predictable yet deductive reasoning takes place this is why it's a prettier number. The decimal never repeats however it still goes on infinitely however it has reason. For beans, I AM NOT FILLED VITH THEM!
Medpoc
“I have reason- I work like a cacophony, its fucking great! Through and fro, all of the ghosts eventually have to sing, dummie!”
37
“I thought you came here for proof. That puzzle of yours, it is-”
(Starting bathed anger like a blue jacketed tongue but twining lady Atticus, 37 calmed at the thought of home. Hoping to return to issolygisms and gizmo puzzles disguised as a zero that identified as infinity.)
37
I want more question marks. Zero can only exist if there are many, yes? Then prose that is many we can't know what is few without 210! But the datum for many to exist is however confusing it's illusitory. Issolygisms, topologists like me are rather confused, the geometric figure can't have an infinity if zero isn't understood. The hypervolume of a Hypersphere rises like the sun. The curvature in which it follows Apollo is similar; perhaps I'll pray to this sun God later.
(37 would encourage her hand to jump like a child)
37
(Glancing around the room like a cirripedes core that finally found the axis, understanding all axiomatic conditions)
“This is fun, do we always speak as if prayer hasn't concluded.”
Medpoc
“I have more numbers”
37
“Please with swift clairvoyance, hand them over! Like those Russian dancers who so not Move their feet yes make distance!”
Medpoc
(Retrieved a note from which was the side of their pencil skirt)
Stimulating Lady Josephine, it's a 6. *Big surprise, alright I'm leaving.
37
“What would you like to understand about this number”
Medpoc
(They stared crossly. As if indicating a period. Allowing the note to knock primal in the 6th movement of The Hyden Quartet)
37
“MY DEAR FRIEND, could I ever forget.”
That which is unaware if sleeping awake. If split or cut open. APPle floated in the corner like an pear husk. Like an apple in which only the skin had not been devoured as APPle knew not of taxum or any other accusative singulars of Latin’s case oppositionn. He was floating in the corner of the room and began to mumble, like caught between sleep and life. (Ergos and prudence) This startled the number girl greatly and the APPle was sent a catalyst of numbers (6’s letter) that only then did he realize he wasn't an observatory with telescopes but just a wee apple.
APPle
“Uniform circular motion on the same spot,” Plato (Timaeus, 33)
(Yawn)
37
“Circles are the best sense of movement; more properly might one uniform it. They are not associated with irrationality. This is because Plato’s words are iconic. He has reason and abacus. He was coursing the x axis, never to swing again. He kept harmony and precision, like that Zeno’s arrow (Illusory and complex) remained straight under his consciences. This is why without āḇāq, subatomic particles indicating the verbs object. Antigargoyles parrellelpipe! Let me be antidotical,as the sun points toward the curve utilitarian doctrines refer to the most of scripture, whether mine or yours.”
APPle
“You must speak of the general world-for this apple is an enthusiast and an isocracy major, yes. But I am an atheist all the compositions.”
37
“I speak of the general world! In every systematic ruling (not religion to specify) but rules often say that an iconoclase triangle can never be an icosolese-”
(For dawning which sixième was preferred over septième, 37 was caught off by the pissed scientist)
Medpoc
“10 more words-10 more words”
(They already began to giggle uncontrollably. So much so that they could hardly get the words out)
APPle
Posiphaë: for I asked if the waters rose. If bulls were soaking in its wet bullets-”
37
(Shakes her head)
“But that is more than 10 words, APPle little pill here will decompose! Like a fraction being simplified-but a fraction isn't irrational why act like one. I suppose occasions are very different socially. Fractions are predictable unlike Medpoc, but occasionally do they comply with the idea of pattern. ( ⅔) 0.666 might go on infinitely and indefinitely it does not understand; however, 3 times 2 is 6. The perfect number teases the shore of Pasiphaë’s home like a prayer refusing a good will. And prayer adjacency was left on the bedframe, under the mattress. ✓ 5 is a predictable irrational but still irrational due to its attributes that never cease, which is why unlike Medpoc 2.23606 deconstructed a line. ✓5 has a predictable constitution, but that is occasion ,like a growing dilation ”
APPle
“If bulls were soaking in its wet bullets-a nymph of the same creator's appliancy should know?”
37
“But ✓ 5 would be complimentary. To a degree occasionally means that there is a degeneracy. What I speak of is inconsistency. They would be complimentary but not respected in Aperion. The irrational always wish for a different form. This is because ✓ 5 is a coprime they circle to their fascination. Medpoc does circle to themselves but neither should be treated as a 5 as I shouldn't act as a 3 and a 7”
APPle
(The apple adjusted his yellow tie and jumped around like a child)
“Co…prime?”
Medpoc
“That's like only dividable between one and- I don't have time for this- please write back to 6, hastily Vertin will depart your “oasis” soon”
37
“✓ 5 is divisible by 1 and 1 is its tallest common factor. ≠ 0. i. Is the other figure. Imaginaries are very “ small" but what is small to what isn't real. But the world looks at its every function; it must be out there somewhere. The y axis draws a datum and for only being on earth Gerolamo Cardano brought much, however many dismissed.It isn't very small as ✓ 79 isn't a 79”
Medpoc
(Hastily advances the center of 37’s palm onto the horizon. Thrusting which is a palm parallel to her straightened and shining swords of humanly pith)
37
(Like a tangent stuck in cognition,demeanor and appearances she started for a moment. Like a butterfly trying to save phenomenal subjects)
37
(She dismissed the two figures, pushing them out of her Laplace work space. She spoke hastily yet pleonastic like a heterotaxia taxum”
I'll be reading now!
6
(Written)
“Dear, 37
A brilliant dimension for the cosine fractal dimension, I have it regulated, my thoughts, my sensations firstly they all provided on the following worksheets. It's been years since your first began to scrutinize the floor space to answer the catastrophe that is the heavens. The cacophony number that you have received, you haven't answered it. You are relentless for stating facts. It's admirable what a cause 37. The earth isn't infinite so I wish you only the best search. 37 have you eaten enough of lately. Have you tried anything new, have you finally understood how to take care of which Sophia once held up. Had Regulus yelled like a taxiarch in the rain. You are happy. I know that you have settled well. You told me before. If you are happy then that is I can show you my smile. I am happy because my friends are happy, 37. I am however unhappy that my health deteriorates. I replace my love for the shoreline with crystal sheets.”
(6 signed, ‘please write back soon, your beloved sixième’)
37 settled like steam when the rain ended.(Filling a multitude of atoms, stealing the air like an anarchist, an tiny explosion)
“Even a double 6 can have something slightly less”
37
(Begins to write on a Laplace note card. Stocky and thick was the the expanse she held)
“6, I do hope you get better, but many 6’s don't live beyond 34. Your 29 and the future is hardly negligible. Most 6’s died in your range. The data says that survival is otherwise. The ratio is none to another. How is 4, you said that the smallest composite hasn't been reviled like the rebels. More importantly, I could take care of you well or we could offer Laplace's essentials. We could compromise your body for the hospital coil.”
Medpoc
Princess…oh are you ready
(The little pill said snuggly. Pulling a resort for their sciences. The longest needle 37 ever saw swayed there like 6’s metaphysical scale”
37
“Yes, ✓ 0.25, but this time I want to come with it.”
Medpoc
“I don't have time for this, poppy pleonasal! DAMN- I can't understand a word?”
37
“I want to come with the letter through the port in the sky!”
INT. Far West Shore (Aperion) - Day
37 and 6 were catards upper folded. The embroidered saints, substance, fantasy, mock and elusive. The sixème legs seemed stiff and he hubbled himself up and over to the fallen star. Eyelids full of sand, his hand crutching a curlicue pool cue, faded its wood by the ocean water. Touched by a more critical form of arcanum, theatrical rather than spurious she took the reject 86’s waist, undesirable was 6 in this state.
37
“Your lover is watching, I'll tell him that his curve includes a 180° arc that which lovely bodily length, (πr²) determines area and it might be of (πr+2r) determining perimeter. And if 6 the interloper kisses his neck then only a 90° angle can be created.”
The “Beatriz Viterbo” wore another character's hat. A long round black leather hero. The gunner 86 stood there with a hand always near his title. On a lap belt featuring a small hand gun. The duck's yellow cast off water,his module heavy like a molecule 6 couldn't lift his body. “Should a molecule be heavier than a finger?” One asked themselves. Moderate ataraxia inoculating overwintering inoculums. Aperion was silent with algae—joculars gone. Which send weak numbers dimmer than those royal or concubine, overtaken came storms striking close letting the satyr fall.
6
(Jumps back from 37’s shoulder, successfully holding himself like a heavy prop.)
“Have you come back”
There might've been so many more flaws, 6’s eye whites give grey—he was slightly pudgier; however, skinny enough to display his family's relevance. A well metabolism was tested but 37 told that 6’s waist was lean rather than skinny His hair was wet to his thighs.
6
(His eyes burned and he shook at the sight that he reached up)
37
(Moved back the stir runs, the irritation in sculpting oculars,tiny men)
“Why are you all wet?”
The suitcase lobby record began. Like a doll 86, 37 and the latter didn't notice when birds fell rather threw themselves and only when geodes rained down, the cliff was the direction the two discussed.