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In all seriousness
Perhaps our poor, irritable friend is right. Perhaps we should be less enthusiastic in our archiving. It would benefit many, I am sure, and prevent complaints in future. We do want to make our customers happy, hmm?
Agreed!
As ever, Mr. Wines is insightful and enlightening in his recommendation. A change of course shall occur posthaste!
i understand that, but even i tire of my friend's games. where did they even get the preposterous idea of impersonating a master of the bazaar from.
Chin up, my dear! There are plenty of fish swimming about in the Unter-zee! London is ever bustling with a variety of folks of every shape, size and description. Surely you can make more long lived fellows with one of their lot?
unfortunately enough, (eggs) yes. i'm not sure how they got it into their mind that they've been the source of the (egg) recent obsessions with eggs. would you mind trying to prevent mr. iron from causing a permanent death? i've noticed his ire when eggs have been mentioned.
Oh my! Mr. Iron? Cause a permanent death?! Perish the thought! Us Masters of the Bazaar are hardly responsible for any deaths of the permanent sort!
There are people for that.
i'm so sorry about my friend. is there even a mr. eggs?
A "Mr. Eggs"? Well how preposterous! I assure you tha-- oh dear. This "Mr. Eggs" is your friend? My, I'm quite sorry about that as well.
Mr. Irons! It is so eggsiting to see you!
[Ware the next knock. Someone will apprehend you shortly.]
[They too will be quite excited.]
Oh my. How, aaah...baroque.
Was it worth it?
For a corpse, you're awfully talkative. Please, pay both yourself and us all a favor and go to rest. You are of no mind nor matter nor any thing.
Con doodles part 2: Mr Apples attempts to cosplay his favourite Homestuck character.
gr8 stuff! Perhaps you ought to illustrate a few more? Put some more Iron in the Fires so to speak, hmmm?
A veritable cavalcade of associants has manifested! Greetifications are ostended to all. Mr Veils, I apologize for the conduct of both the ravenous and the oviparous. Mr Apples, your exuberation is welcome indeed. Mr Hearts, perhaps you could open your ask-receptacle? And Mr Spices, I am certiful that you will conduct yourself with comity. Entirely certiful.
Ah, Mr. Pages! My dear fellow, you flatter me far more than my humility can stand to take. I bid you also a fond hello then, and look forward to seeing your delightful extrapolations keep us all company in times ever to come!
Ah, more company with every passing moment! Delightful. Never fear my own company for a second though my dears! By all means, if you're to become a part of my most treasured band of quote unquote 'followers', make yourselves the furthest thing from a stranger! I personally welcome you all and wait with baited breath, my delicious friends.
Let's just keep good taste in mind before launching your queries though. I'd hate to have to weather another 'egg' fiasco, eeh?
You watched.
Oh. It's you. Don't you have somewhere else to be? Perhaps a well, or in the distant past, far from view or memory?
Methinks Mr Spices is a tad oversensitive, the poor dear.
Please behave, my dear friend! Such slander is simply not necessary!
I did say ‘a tad’! Not much. Just a tad!
A “tad” of slander is still slander! We should avoid such things.
Ah, Mr. Veils, playing the mediator? Not that I don't approve of course. Still, I wonder, can it be slander if it's tried and truly true? Bah! But let's be gentlemen and cease this bickering, shall we? We've bigger ovoids to flip than supposedly mutual misconduct of this sort!
have you heard of them? the objects. i dare not speak the name. too many times have i screamed and raved. have you heard what they say? i cannot stop. can any of us stop? so many. do not speak the name do not. i speak not hate yes. i heard the messages. i first hated them but then i became them. listen but do not hear do not listen do not open your ears or mind to they are beginning but middle and end what of
Oh dear me. It seems as though the eggs have scrambled your brains as well! My sincerest condolences. It seems as though this menace shall not be seen off and over...so easy. Here I was, thinking it'd hardly boiled over at all! Aha, all jokes aside though, seek help immediately my dear, assuming you're not too far gone for it.
Mr. Apples, I must insist you not allow these crass link posts to continue! Transform them to text at once!
I shall endeavor and try best as I can, my dear Mr. Veils! My mind races to explore the means of this technological transmutation posthaste! Until then, alas, I must make due with the unwieldy.
WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?
Why, to see all the bountiful wonders of life, living with all the freedom and bountiful carelessness I can afford! With such voyages and opportunities abound, I assure you, very rarely am I ever caught in a bout of melancholy! Such a happy lot I live! A shame not all are likewise so privileged. Alas.
The eggs grow whiter with every hour. I contemplate, to myself and myself alone, what the purpose has been. Shall I follow given advice and seek out the means to create fabric eggs? This is...
Oooh hush now! My delicious friends, you'll scare all the humble folks whom look to us for their needs and curiosities! I assure any and all whom may frequent these blogs that us Masters almost completely assuredly never murder those who displease us!
The eggs grow whiter with every hour. I contemplate, to myself and myself alone, what the purpose has been. Shall I follow given advice and seek out the means to create fabric eggs? This is quite the conundrum!
Aaah, what ails you my dear Mr. Veils? I hear...
If you ask me, no such problem of this magnitude can't be solved with a good round of sweet, soporific victory after a hard won game of cards. Perhaps you should join me some time and rid yourself of these yolkish woes! My yacht is almost always open to those of grace and character willing to play at our high stakes! (And perhaps every so often, those who aren't hmmhmmhmm.)
The eggs grow whiter with every hour. I contemplate, to myself and myself alone, what the purpose has been. Shall I follow given advice and seek out the means to create fabric eggs? This is quite the conundrum!
Aaah, what ails you my dear Mr. Veils? I hear much of this egg miester swooping about, delivering his strange embryonic tidings to all whom can hear, true, but why, if I may say so, stoop to that individuals level my mimicking his own craft? If it is not rude of me to express this opinon, I believe that your time is better spent on matters more befitting your own honorable personage!
