Mυη нαѕ яєтυяηєɗ (σя ɗιɗ ѕнє?)
“Hello , girls and boys... or whatever,” Jack made a quick hand gesture before he continued to talk in his typically, slurred speech.
“It came to me ears the mun’s returned!” He took a swig from his bottle, then raised a ringed finger. “However, I must warn you that me mun’s a lazy slacker... Anyway; Mun might also re-schedule her ─ whatsit called? ─ queue thingie, drop a roleplay (or two, or five) and start new threads. Just t’warn you and spare you the maddingly disappointing surprise in case she drops yours.” His index tapped his chin thoughtfully. “What else... Aye! All of you landlubbers are welcome to start new, so called “roleplays” with her to help her gettin’ started again. For now she’ll even accept non-mutuals, so go ahead, type up a starter, tag her or send her an ask and if you’re too dim-witted to think of a starter, just let her know you want to interact with her (or me, actually), savvy? Can’t do that all by me onesie.” He raised his bottle. “That’s all for now, ladies and gents, beasties and elves and whatever you filthy landlubbers are. Cheers!”
