Almost forgot where this was going—we also captured the siren’s voice along the way.
Many horrendous fatalities occurred in the design phase, but everyone preemptively refused to let me dedicate my ARSS to their honor. I often cried because of their selfless dedication—that, and the fact that they met indescribably horrible ends. Eventually we came up with a stable ARSS design THAT DIDN’T DRIVE INSANE ANYONE WHO HEARD THAT BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL VOICE!
I stood in awe of the final prototype. The beautiful appearance of my ARSS complimented the melodious tone it emitted. My old friend said she expects this to go about as well as her colleague’s attempt to summon a succubus. That sounds like an endorsement to me!