#{odd one lost}

[phathom-the-wraith]

[A rare moosgrub is sighted in the mist.]

What

What is that

I’m scared.

[phathom-the-wraith]

[A massive mossgrub has somehow found its way into the mist....]

*Phathom looks left, then right, before petting the moss grub*

Is this heaven? I think it’s heaven.

[phathom-the-wraith]

Greetings-sss, silk-friend.

I was-sss wondering, do you have an aversion to morsssels? I refer to sss-silkeaters, sss-specifically.

Or, do you know good places-sss to get them?

Thank you in advance

-a friend of Sss-Styx

Hello...

I mean, as a being of silk and smog, yes, silkeaters are not something I'd like to come into contact with.

Why...?

[phathom-the-wraith]

Worry not, "ptom te writ", I offer a trade! I will give an H in exchange for... All of your Ts. I have some friends which need it, y'see.

One “.”? You believe I could use one “.” for my “T”’s? Seriously?

[phathom-the-wraith]

Steal your A

Now your ptom te writ

You can't even be mad or angry just md or ngry

I’m going to kill someone. I will. You’re next buddy. Begin running.

[phathom-the-wraith]

[Steals your Hs and runs away.]

[You are now Patom te Wrait.]

Actually fuck you. I can’t even be mad just fuck you.

[phathom-the-wraith]

Are you flammable? Would you like to be?

No and no. I do not want to be set on fire.

[phathom-the-wraith]

lettuce

You bitch! You absolute bastard! How dare you say that?! Never open your fucking mouth again!