Rupturating Fold Dampener

You all know the feeling; you just shifted from a chromatic to a matter zone without having to interact with a shub, and you're feeling pretty smarmy about it, I'm sure. Unless you're an angle-zoner, in which case you're feeling 36.5.001° about it, but maybe you caught a fleeting sensation of red with a salty aftertaste, even in the matter zones where neither concept is in an active configuration. That's because you've snagged a Rupturating Fold Dampener in the "stew" between chromatic and matter. Why did you even think you were expected to use a shub? Did you think we all enjoyed touching their pathetic, unwholesome little branches? Few ever realize they've contracted a WEHHHH because they tend to boil away as soon as you re-enter the chromatic, but spend enough time in a matter zone and yours will be germinating in no time, cracking out of your core and waggling around obscenely in the middle of some sensitive social function. Your embarrassment is like candy to its feasting crevice, spraying the resulting matter over your fellow guests as it tries desperately to hold a sophisticated-sounding conversation. This is one you'll need professional help to remove, or it's only going to keep multiplying until, before you know it, you're nothing but one big cluster of the things spraying all over each other as they yammer on about their made-up politics. Disgusting. All you needed was a quick dip in the squirming, or one part squirming to one part seething, carefully sterilized in our EXCELLENT HOSPITAL, which is, seriously, the finest around. 
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