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Crispy walked into the 3rd dimensional being store. Ze leaned over the tanks, with many worlds within each one. The store was an eerie purple, at least to the mortal eyes reading this.
“Looking for something?” Zeta asked.
“Just some beings fit to create civilizations.” Ze laughed.
“Well this tank has some very suitable beings.” Zeta said, showing an image of a few humans, locked in a jail cell. “These ones, Z11, Z7, and Z9 are quite traumatized. They need less resting time after transport. You would only have to wait about a half a minute. Of course, Z11 appears resistant to significant changes, but that will be fine I think.” Crispy eyed up another tank right by the first one.
“What’s in there?” Crispy asked.
“Just some discount 3rd dimensional beings. It was super trendy awhile ago to study these beings called ‘humans’ from a world called ‘earth’, but we accidentally bred too many of them. There’s like 8 billion of them on one little planet which is quite impressive for a 3rd dimensional being.”
“How much are they exactly?"
“0.3 [placeholder currency name] per real human, and 0.5 [placeholder currency name] per fictional human.” Crispy counted zir [placeholder currency name]. The discount humans were just as good at making interesting societies as the non-discount was, and they would be cheaper. Ze peaked into the tank. Ze saw a peculiar office worker who was very close with his friends, and a few high-schoolers, popular on something called Tumblr. Looking closer, Crispy saw a human that had amputated their lactation organs, presumably as a way to signify a gender change. Cripsy’s tail swished with glee. These would be very interesting characters that would hopefully do very interesting things. Of course, all the humans were quite interesting; that’s why it had been trendy to study them eons ago. Ze certainly was getting a bang for zir buck - besides, ze had already spent way too much [placeholder currency name] on this project already.
“Zeta, I will take those beings in the jail cell from the first tank, 954 humans from the discount bin, and also that elf in the other bin.” Crispy handed Zeta the required [placeholder currency name].
“Good luck on your civilization video. The 3rd dimensional beings will be delivered soon!” Zeta exclaimed.