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Brains in this group were graded according to a binary system. 1 winner 0 as in loser. A hypnotic mantra often - “Winner, loser, hopeless chooser.” There were even signs such as a straight finger for 1 or orb like finger sign for loser. One might wonder aloud if this clique with their uncanny gestures would fit in anywhere else except this setting of their choice. Hazy plume, rainbow eucalyptus, sylvan zephyr, amber leaf cascade, lambent shroud, halcyon xanadu, wonder world cocoon, among the zany names they had thought of. The staff each had nicknames linked to the above enterprises. The brainstorming sessions they had had no drama or plot could “match.” “Often have the feeling we are pawns to our ideas.” Amber leaf sighed. Lambent : “This place is “dead on” for the wrong reason. Smart is always in season.” Lambent nodding to his “imaginary” sidekick “Shadow” that seemed glued to his desk. After all, they were used to that sort of thing as innovative university students. This unusual alliance though city based had links to different areas. But nothing would daunt this oddball eccentric clique and their very imaginative and oft bizarre aims. They were nothing if not colorful. They had this impressive office garnished with wallpaper having pictures of their various businesses and the names associated with them. This franchise had been in existence now for over 5 years. It was coping to an extent but there was an underlying desire to go beyond that. A glorified high tek office routine secretly horrified everyone. Lambent shroud, ICloud expert in the group was perhaps the zaniest of them all. He had a fetish about hazes and how the term could be used. Haze was his buzzword and of course his very own in the ether mate. He had a virtual sidekick called “Shadow.” They used to speak to each other in rhymes. “Hi there, going nowhere shadow. I’m really stuck. Yuck!”

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