EX-4: Alright, I've hooked you in, can you speak?
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EX-4: Shoot, I think the encryption matrix got screwed...
EX-4: There, you should be able to speak now.
USER-3: Hello? Can you read this?
EX-4: Okay, it works now... let me just set your user real quick.
Treditial: [FORCE TEST MESSAGE]
EX-4: ...
EX-2: Hi.
Treditial: It's been a while, Germany.
Treditial: Did you still wanna go to that barbeque restraunt you promised we would go to?
EX-2: You still remember that? I mean, I'm down--just...
EX-2: I don't really want to show my face to Strite just yet.
Treditial: Is it because I kept telling you about how much he admires you from that show you host?
EX-2: -ish, but think of it as the CEO coming down to speak to some random worker.
Treditial: Uh--
EX-2: It's a very decisive request of sorts.
EX-4: Hey, I don't mean to interupt, well I am, but didn't you have a document about Treditial you kept secret for a while that you wanted to show?
EX-2: ...Bad timing.
EX-4: I'm a hustler of sorts.
Treditial: That was kind of rude of you.
EX-4: Okay, I apologize.
GermanyDocumentTREDITIAL
IMPORTANT.
The royal family is quite vicious when it comes to tradition.
They'll go to absolute extremes to get what they want, and Treditial's one victim of such diabolical acts.
Treditial Sherman is her full name. Although she might consider taking my last name--I won't say what mine is, it's super secret.
The Sherman family required that their children be male, lest they get killed at birth.
Treditial was an oddity though, she was born as a twin alongside a boy, who Treditial doesn't remember.
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Treditial: This is... accurate.
Treditial: But wouldn't it be better if I wrote it down now? You know, from the source!
EX-2: That might be a good idea.
EX-4: Do it, I'm quite invested in this already!
They decided to keep me alive, I think it was my "staggering beauty" that changed their mind.
I overheard that during a conversation between my parents, by the way.
But to make sure that their traditions were still in place...
Against my will, I had to cut my hair short and dress in guy's clothing.
My parents were forceful, to instill their values as a Sherman.
They beat me, yelled at me, isolated me, made me feel angry, frustrated.
So frustrated, with myself, with everything.
Even in school, people could see through the terrible guise my parents forced me in
and I was bullied, relentlessly...
I didn't want to be a guy, I can't, I'm a girl...
And by the time I was 16, I just wanted to end it all--just disappear from the world...
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EX-4: Okay, okay, stop, stop.
EX-4: I heard enough. The Shermans.
EX-4: I've already got a grudge against them since they're in Las Vegas, but them doing this?
EX-4: Unforgivable.
EX-2: Holding grudges just because people live in Las Vegas-- actually nevermind.
EX-4: They're like the biggest feet lickers of the GAS, there's a reason why I hate them.
Treditial: I can look past all this now, since I escaped from them.
EX-4: Even the Pattons--ANYWAYS, I'm just gonna preemtively shut the chat down for now. I'm getting way too heated.
Treditial: I guess it did go on for a little long.
EX-2: Shall I do the Miscellaneous info portion?
EX-4: If EX-1 isn't involved do it.