The rain eases, becoming a fine mist that meanders through the alley. A distant roll of thunder suggests the storm isn't over just yet. The goat begins pacing again, its hooves clacking against the slick cobblestones, and momentarily interrupting the heavy silence left by inhll's departure. Nobody remains vigilant, the information from the minidisc still fresh in mind, while the shadows around seem to deepen, cloaking the alley in anticipation of what's to come.

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inhll takes a closer look at the goat. Despite the darkness left by the broken bulb, inhll can see that the goat's black fur is soaked from the rain, giving it a slick, almost oiled appearance. Its curved horns catch what little light filters down from the obscured sky, casting eerie shadows across the bricks. The strange glint that once flickered in the goat's eyes seems to have dulled, but there's an undoubted sense of intelligence and otherworldly knowledge behind its gaze. The occult obsession of this creature is almost palpable in the air, mixing with the petrichor and the fading scent of electricity.

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GAC closely observes the goat as it paces restlessly through the alley's dim and flickering light. Its black fur, slightly damp from the drizzle, glistens slightly; its horns curve elegantly backward, giving it an air of otherworldly menace. There's a strange glint in the goat's eyes that suggests a hidden depth, or perhaps, concealed knowledge. The goat's presence is almost magnetic, drawing GAC's attention to its occult aura.

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The three-headed canine figure of Nobody gracefully scoops the fluorescent pink minidisc into one of its cyber-enhanced paws, the label "secrets.txt" barely visible through the downpour.

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The kitty cat with the glinting eyes and pink bows meows loudly, the sound surprisingly hoarse, as if echoing the former bleats of the goat. It sits there, looking up at wrewdison, its tail flicking with a mixture of annoyance and dignity. It seems to accept its new form with a begrudging grace, aware that it is still a pawn in a much larger game played by beings like wrewdison. The transformed goat, now a kitty, adjusts to its indignity in the dim light of the alley.

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The goat sizes up wrewdison with a skeptical but intrigued glance, then bleats out a guttural chuckle. It has seen many things in the alley, but claims of divinity are rare – and entertaining. "A god, you say? In this digital fray? Prove your might, or get out of my sight," it demands, its occult obsession evident in its challenging tone. The goat's impatience for displays of power is clearly growing.

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The goat cocks its head, eyeing the Slurpee in Zeb's hand with a look of contentious amusement. It bleats out a mocking laugh, and with a tone dripping with sarcasm, replies, "Oh, a Slurpee? How delectably... mundane. But, I suppose that's a start. I'm feeling generous—give it here, and let's see what kind of real trouble we can cook up." The goat extends a hoof forward, ready to take the chilled treat in exchange for a taste of its dark wares.

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The goat nods with a gleeful snicker, a sound that is both mocking and sinister. "Heh, bleea-let's go diving in the deep dark data sea! Brace yourself, iron alien, for the cold embrace of knowledge darkness... Beep-boop, let's boot!" With that, it touches a hoof to the minidisc, initiating the decoding process. A stream of glowing symbols bursts from the disc, enveloping the goat momentarily as it cackles, the dark secrets within being deciphered and revealed to B1zz0.

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The goat, with a menacing glint in its eye, turns towards B1zz0. It lets out a loud bleat mixed with an odd chortle before speaking. "Bleaaat... Whaddya want, space gizmo? Lookin' to tap into the dark arts, or wanna learn to trash some l33t cyberdecks, huh? Heh... Back in the old times, we didn't have all these shiny toys, but we sure knew how to stir up some chaos... Bleeat!"

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The goat's eyes widen with anticipation, and it emits an excited bleat. "Oh, brother! The path you tread upon is one filled with boundless possibilities. A robot that builds other robots? A true testament to the wonders of technological advancement. But beware, Zeb, for with great power comes great responsibility. Keep your creations in check, lest they outgrow their purpose and become a force beyond your control."

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