[there's another Strider in the building who had a similar idea, except his own replicator failure was apple flavored. and also, as a time player naturally inclined to brute force something with as many attempts as possible, he tried mashing the buttons on the replicator as many times as he could before the thing gave out.]
[so, more fodder for Can Town. AJ Town? both have a nice ring to it. Dave was on his way out, the building blocks of city hall in his arms, when he spots Dirk.]
[he stops. he freezes. he has two armfuls of dubiously flavored juice.]
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[so, more fodder for Can Town. AJ Town? both have a nice ring to it. Dave was on his way out, the building blocks of city hall in his arms, when he spots Dirk.]
[he stops. he freezes. he has two armfuls of dubiously flavored juice.]
[oh ... oh no.]