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[[WOW THE NERVE OF YOU AND REALLY IT’S THE SAME AS CURRENT BJERK WHERE HE REALLY THINKS NOAH’S FUCKING GR8 AND IF ANYONE ELSE SAYS SHIT THEY GET HIT YOU GOT IT ONLY BJERK CAN BE MEAN TO HUFFLEPUFFS REALLY]]

Les Machines de l’île is an unprecedented artistic project. Born from the imaginations of François Delarozière and Pierre Orefice, it is a blend of the invented worlds of Jules Verne, the mechanical universe of Leonardo da Vinci, and the industrial history of Nantes, on the exceptional site of the former shipyards.

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It’s so hard to take you seriously when all I see is a tribble treehouse in front of me.

You've got a seeeeerious problem mate and you need t'seek help. I mean you really, really need to see a doctor. They've got tests. How many times a day do ye think ya use the word 'tribble'?

Maybe you should take better care of that rat’s nest, Scott. It’s kinda lookin’ like Noah’s little dog by this point.

Hilarious and original I'll slit yer throat with a goddamned butter knife Walters do not test me

Walters. I'm going to make this very clear to ye. Are ye listenin to me lad? Touch me hair again and I'll give you a damn good reason to squint

Listen t'you. King of Self Sacrifice has an opportunity to live a dream and yer rollin yerself back under the bus. Yeah I'll miss ya. I'll miss ya a whole fookin heap. We all will and we always do but, we're always gonny be here. This deal might not

A part of m’wants to… but like… that comes with a responsibility t’ people, if I sign an’ I tour then suddenly I get called into duty, never mind I’d hardly get t’ tour as it is with all the work I do fer the Fleet…. I dunno.

Well shit, Breck. If the offer's there, and you want it- take it. If you get called to duty you get called to duty. Otherwise yer left with the what if's and wonderings what it'd be like if ye had.

"Well uh… actually… I jus’ got called by a record comp’ny…" he looks over at her. “They said a talent scout of theirs saw me playin’ one of m’gigs recently…" Breck just kinda looks down. “They wanna sign me."

S'Great, Breck. Really it is but- considering the circumstances regarding y'know.... Space, the final frontier, are y'gonny do it?