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How about a collective conscious-ness? The hive gods got bored and beckoned us to return. So we heard the cranning call.

a collective conscious-mess more like.

A collective UN-conscious-disaster more like.

Well, we did all collide at the same time. A collision.

A coalition?

a coalition, on a mission, powered by fission, instead of just wishin', and more lucrative than fishin', so make sure you listen! No time for pissin', just go forth and glisten!