twelve cylon models
seven are known
four live in secret
they had a plan.
but the pc went bleep bleep bleep bleep and like half the plan was gone
it devoured the plan.
it was a really good plan.
so they had to do it again and do it fast so it wasn’t as good.
it was kind of a bummer.
I’m Ellen Feiss, and I am the final cylon.
1999 – Now
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