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That's precisely one of the reasons as to why I talk to myself. Not only is it slightly stimulating, but my voice also helps fill the silence while I work. Though to be honest, you really should think of me as a constant from now on, Oswald, since it's highly unlikely I'll be dying any time soon.

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( @cobblepotindustries ) Give me a riddle so that I know you're alive, dear boy.

What? I don't freely give out riddles Oswald, you have to earn the privilege; that, or I have to be very bored to post some for people to solve. This aside, did you really believe I had died? None of you have any faith in me.

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( @cobblepotindustries ) You need a splint, Ed old boy?

I think I have it covered for now. I can't go to the hospital, for obvious reasons, so I called Miss Tuesday and we did our best under the circumstances.

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No, no. They're the megachile rotundata, and are often referred to as leafcutter bees. On the other hand, leafcutter ant is a broader term in itself that includes 47 different tropical species of leaf-chewing ants.

[coolhearted]

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A happy birthday to you, good sir.

Ah. Yes. Thank you.

[alicesought]

( @cobblepotindustries ) “flight or fight” implies a permanent choice, but “flight” often just means putting the fight off to another day.

♡♠♢♣ ⁀ " Another day, you say? What pleasant thinking. Its always nice to have a few more. "

Remarked the Hatter in his always much too dry and jolly tone, though the situation garnered the slightest strain of urgency as he stepped briskly to position himself beside the other. ( Similar heights. Small! Easier to guard. ) Fight yesterday, fight tomorrow, but never fight to-day. That was the Hatter's ideal. Though he did feel their statement was more a fact of their luck of things than a suggestion of strategy.     

" You are a flightless bird, my dear Dodo-- commendable-- I'm sure you speak from experience. But- but- but-- unfortunately there are rules in chess. " He snaps his fingers and makes a circling motion up over his head. And the rabbits, the burly, rabbit eared men in the Hatter's possession, file into position around them. If they were to be alone beside the Hatter, they were also playing with his pawns. And so one plays the game. Consider the moves you have left. Will you send your remaining pawns and leave yourself exposed-- after all, in desperation the king can take pawns like any piece-- or... gather defenses close and flee?

" One must retreat their king before checkmate. Reposition. Retaliate. Off we pop! " And so, with a twist of his hat brim, as though reading the Hatter's mind, the whole amalgam of pawns move at once, like a vehicle of bodies just for them, in a mad dash off the board.

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