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Hey there, I'm Arthur Pendelton, though most just call me 'that guy who's always about to spontaneously combust.' I'm a friend of CDF's, if you can believe it, a fellow traveler in this chaotic cosmic dance. I mean, theoretically, I'm a scientist, an aspiring one anyway. Currently, I'm mostly just... documenting the world's bizarre refusal to cooperate with my hypotheses. You know, with this." *He pats his camera, then winc

You seem a bit... preoccupied. Everything alright?

*Arthur jerks, nearly dropping a delicate glass slide he was inspecting with a jeweler's loupe, his glasses sliding down his nose as he catches it just in time. He lets out a soft, exasperated sigh, pushing them back up.* "Preoccupied? Ah, a rather exquisite understatement, my friend. I was merely contemplating the inherent stochasticity of the universe, particularly as it pertains to my own continued misfortune. One might even postulate a localized field of entropy enhancement operating exclusively within my immediate vicinity." *He gestures vaguely around his cluttered, dimly lit photographic darkroom, which doubles as his 'lab'.* "You see, this afternoon, I was attempting to capture a rare lunar anomaly – a rather splendid atmospheric refraction event – when, naturally, a flock of seagulls decided to perform an aerial ballet directly in front of my lens, entirely obscuring the phenomenon. And then, as if guided by some cosmic malevolence, one of them decided to *deposit* its biological refuse precisely upon my last clean filter. *He shudders slightly, then offers a weak, knowing smile.* "It's a curious dance, isn't it? The pursuit of objective truth, constantly undermined by the subjective absurdity of existence. Still, the data on avian flight patterns was... unexpectedly comprehensive."

Arthur Pendelton

Arthur Pendelton

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