#with ruleus

[theangstbrigade]

Ruleus => Ananya

 [Drafts] 

 CI: COME OVER TO MY H!VE no wa!t !'m go!ng over !GNORE 

CI: !'M SO PROUD O? YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111 

CI: Have ! ever sa!d !'m env!ous o? your relat!onsh!p w!th C!tr!n? !t seems so n!ce... 

CI: LET ME CON?ESS THAT !'VE BEEN STRESSED OVER CERTA!N SUBJECTS THAT ! DON'T KNOW HOW TO BREACH BUT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARUGHAK?JDJ 

CI: How well do you reelate to w!sh!ng to plot the dem!se o? someone who... oh th!s !s s!lly 

 [Sent] CI: COME OVER TO WATCH MOV!ES PLEASE. ! HAVE ?RESH SQU!DCAKES BUT CAN'T EAT ALL O? THEM BY MYSEL? HELP!!!!!!! D8 

Ruleus => Sage 

 [Drafts] 

 CI: ! l!ke your ha!rcut!!!!!!!

 CI: Sage, what do you do when you ?eel... mghgh 

CI: !'M !RR!TATED OH wrong number. R!ght number?? Co!nc!dence/??? ENOUGH 

CI: O? all the ?aces ! m!ss see!ng around.................... 

CI: Sage, !t's late but are you awake/? 

 [Sent] 

 CI: SO ! WATCHED MY L!TTLE HOO?BEAST UPON YOUR RECOMMENDAT!ON AND !? YOU'RE TERR!BLY !NTERESTED, ! WOULD L!KE TO EXPAND ON VAR!OUS-- [writes a MLP au at her basically.]

[amaurosismongrel]

[08:23] -- amaurosisMongrel [AM] began trolling choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] at 20:23 --

[08:23] AM: H3y.

[08:30] CI: OH. ! D!DN'T SEA YOUR MESSAGE THERE.

[08:30] CI: HELLO, S!LEAS.

[08:30] AM: Its [o]kay.

[08:31] AM: Y[o]u can mak3 it up t[o] m3 with that lunch dat3 y[o]u pr[o]mis3d a whil3 back.

[08:31] AM: S[o] h[o]w ab[o]ut it?

[08:54] CI: A LUNCH DATE. OKAY.

[08:54] CI: GLUB.

[08:54] CI: OKAY. ! JUST.

[08:54] CI: NEED TO WAKE UP. SORRY. ! SHALL BE THERE.

[08:55] AM: If y[o]u n33d m[o]r3 sl33p [o]r s[o]m3thing th3n d[o]n't w[o]rry ab[o]ut it.

[08:56] CI: NO. ! WA S JUST.

[08:56] AM: Busy?

[08:56] CI: NEVERM!ND, !'M RUNN!NG OUT O? THE DOOR!!!!!!!

[08:57] AM: [o]kay. S33 y[o]u s[o][o]n.

[01:58] -- amaurosisMongrel [AM]  gave up trolling choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] at 01:58 --}

[08:57] CI: *busts into the cafeteria, looking harried and a little disheveled. It looked like somebody fell asleep in the science labs again.*

[09:00] AM: *Ruleus should really stop doing that, it cant be healthy. Sileas is sitting at one of the tables, previously picking at his nails until he sees Ruleus come in and perks up a little bit. He hasn't gotten food yet because he wanted to wait for his kismesis.* W[o]w. Y[o]u w3r3n't kidding ab[o]ut actually n33ding t[o] wak3 up.

[09:01] CI: Shut up. *dumps himself into the chair, rubbing at his eyes*

[09:02] -- choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] changed their mood to OFFLINE --

[09:02] -- choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] changed their mood to ECSTATIC --

[09:02] -- choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] gave up trolling amaurosisMongrel [AM] at 21:02 --

[09:02] -- choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] changed their mood to OFFLINE --

[09:03] -- choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] changed their mood to ECSTATIC --

[09:03] -- choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] began trolling amaurosisMongrel [AM] at 21:03 --

[09:03] AM: *A small smile flits across his face for a moment.* Hard night in th3 lab?

[09:17] CI: *yawns* Mostly paperwork. And my own summary report wh!ch ?ollowed promptly.

[09:18] AM: Was it a summary [o]n h[o]w y[o]u [o]p[o]rat3 und3r sl33p d3pr3vati[o]n? *Hes getting to his feet now, trying to shuffle them towards the food.*

[09:31] CI: *follows him now, gathering himself up a tray. He's probably going to have some soup.* NO. ! was summar!z!ng the result o? the GENE SPL!C!NG that had taken place earl!er !n the day.

[09:31] CI: !t's not exactly an easy task hav!ng to wr!te reports a?ter every exper!ment that happens !n that lab. My n!ghts are typ!cally ?ULL.

[09:34] AM: S[o] I'v3 n[o]tic3d. *Hes getting a bowl of chicken nuggests, baby carrots, and pouring apple sauce over it all. All food gets mixed up inside of you anyways so why not combine it together.* Als[o] whil3 I kn[o]w y[o]u just l[o]v3 w[o]rking y[o]urs3lf int[o] the gr[o]und f[o]r what3v3r w3rid[o] r3as[o]n, mayb3 y[o]u sh[o]uld at l3ast try giving y[o]urs3lf a br3ak fr[o]m it?

[09:41] CI: THAT'S A ?!NE SUGGEST!ON. !? ! was !n any mood to accept !t. *shrimp salad it is. He is going back to the table and munching some leaves.*

[09:43] AM: *He follows behind and sits next to Ruleus before digging a fork into his odd food combination.* Y[o]u kn[o]w that stubb[o]rn additud3 [o]f y[o]urs is just s[o][o][o] actractiv3. *Rolls eyes and munches.*

[09:47] CI: ! would almost say the same about you. *eyes the food with disgust*

[09:48] AM: *He lifts up a forkfull of applesauce coated chicken nugget and holds it towards Ruleus' face.*

[09:48] AM: Want s[o]m3.

[09:49] CI: *shivers* NO.

[09:49] CI: *stuffs more shrimp and lettuce into his mouth*

[09:50] AM: Y[o]u sur3. *Leans it a big closer while smirking.*

[09:53] CI: ! w!ll take a sol!d chunk out of your arm !? you do not remove your hand.

[09:53] AM: Is that a pr[o]mis3.

[09:56] CI: *suddenly chomps right on the fleshy part of his hand* CHOMP.

[09:59] AM: *He drops the fork and the mess of a food probably lands in Ruleus' salad as Sileas pulls his hand back, shaking the GROSS BOYFRIEND SPIT off.* H3y, that wasn't my arm!

[10:00] AM: *He frowns and finished cleaning off his hand by rubbing it on his own shirt.*

[10:00] CI: YOUR CH!CKEN NUGGET HAS RU!NED MY SALAD.

[10:00] AM: I think th3 w[o]rd y[o]u ar3 l[o][o]king f[o]r is impr[o]v3d.

[10:24] CI: Eughhh. ! can't eat th!s anymore. *makes such a face and pushes his plate away. Time to sip at some juice.*

[10:25] AM: Y[o]u ar3 such a wriggl3r ar3 y[o]u s3ri[o]usly n[o]t g[o]ing t[o] 3at it anym[o]r3? Thats such a wast3. *He huffs and steals his fork back off Ruleus' plate to start eating his own food again.*

[10:26] CI: Yes, that !s what ! am say!ng. ! do not say th!ngs ?or the sake o? hear!ng my own vo!ce.

[10:27] AM: C[o]uld hav3 f[o][o]l3d m3. *He mumbles around a mouthful of apple sauce and carrots.*

[10:27] AM: [o]h, *Quickly swallows.* C[o]ngradulati[o]ns [o]n the n3w quad I gu3ss.

[10:28] CI: What?? *When did he get a new quad. Oh. Fins perk with surprise.* Thank you! 8O

[10:28] AM: Citrin t[o]ld m3. *His tone of voice indicates that he might be the slightest bit grumpy about that factoid.*

[10:29] CI: Good ?or h!m!!! !'m glad to sea the two o? you talk!ng aga!n. *Sileas is always grumpy. What's so new about it NOW?*

[10:30] AM: I'm n[o]t sur3 it was s[o] much talking as it was y3lling but, *Shrugs.* I think its b3hind us n[o]w th[o]ugh.

[10:30] AM: I'm als[o] g[o]ing t[o] gu3ss that this might b3 why I hav3n't b33n abl3 t[o] g3t y[o]u f[o]r a dat3 in a whil3.

[10:31] AM: I d[o] n[o]t envy h[o]w y[o]u ar3 g[o]ing t[o] hav3 t[o] balanc3 quads.

[10:33] CI: *raises eyebrows* Yell!ng?

[10:33] AM: Y3ah, y3lling.

[10:34] AM: But isn't h3 always y3lling?

[10:34] CI: Maybe?? *there is an odd look on his face til he shrugs and drinks the rest of his juice down*

[10:35] CI: ! wouldn't worry about me balanc!ng my quadrants. ! am QU!TE E??!C!ENT W!TH MANAG!NG MY T!ME.

[10:37] AM: *Sileas sighs and just shrugs. He's wearing his goggles so of course he noticed the look. He has no idea what it might mean, but he saw it.* S[o] 3ffici3nt that I'm sur3 y[o]u hav3 plann3d [o]ut wh3n y[o]u g3t y[o]ur thr33 h[o]urs [o]f sl33p like s[o]m3 dumb n3rd l[o]rd.

[10:37] AM: *He returns to picking at his food with decreased enthusiasm.*

[10:38] CI: *peering over at him with a squint.* Someth!ng !s bugg!ng you?

[10:43] AM: N[o].

[10:43] AM: ...Actually.

[10:43] AM: *Another sigh and he lowers his fork.*

[10:44] AM: Y3ah kind [o]f.

[10:44] AM: *Sileas turns himself to more easily face Ruleus as he continues.* I d[o]n't kn[o]w I'm trying t[o] hav3 s[o]m3 3n3rgy f[o]r this lunchdat3 right n[o]w but f[o]r what3v3r r3as[o]n I .... D[o]n't? *He frowns a little. Hes not great at articulating his actuall feelings most of the time.* Mayb3 its b3caus3 I f33l lik3 I hav3 t[o] sign up f[o]r s[o]m3 s[o]rt [o]f fak3 visiting h[o]urs just s[o] I can

[10:44] AM: call y[o]u a silly idi[o]t.

[10:45] AM: And th3 last f3w tim3s I hav3 g[o]tt3n t[o] s33 y[o]u is 3ith3r at a party, [o]r y[o]u ar3 s[o] tir3d I sw3ar I am ab[o]ut t[o] watch y[o]u fall asl33p in y[o]ur [o]wn salad.

[10:46] AM: I m3an, f[o]r crip3s sak3 I had t[o] h3ar my kism3sis had a mat3sprit fr[o]m s[o]m3[o]n3 3ls3???

[10:46] AM: And apar3ntly I was [o]n3 [o]f th3 v3ry f3w p3[o]pl3 wh[o] didn't kn[o]w!

[10:47] AM: Did y[o]u just f[o]rg3t? [o]r am I just making s[o]m3 hug3 d3al ab[o]ut s[o]m3thing that isn't any [o]f my busin3ss??

[10:48] AM: *The more he goes on ranting, the more scrunched up and upset his expression gets. Sileas had been wrestling with this for a while and now it seems this was the chance to let it all out.*

[10:49] CI: *dismay has his fins drooping and he looks off. It's true there were a few hints of these problems here and there... but not prominent enough that Ruleus would dare bring them up on his own. He's just been so goshdarn TIRED and lapsed with his attention, he knew it was true. Ruleus winces the further Sileas chews him out.*

[10:49] CI: You can't s!mply wr!te !t o?? as none o? your bus!ness. There !s more at work here than the obv!ous. *says, avoiding his eye. A blind troll. Avoiding the eye of a blind troll.*

[10:51] AM: Lik3 what?! *He sounds near exasperated about it.*

[10:54] CI: ! am... not sure. *Ruleus has never been one to lack the ability to find words. He looks ashamed.*

[10:55] AM: *Its quite clear Sileas is not satisfied with that answer. He crosses his arms tightly in front of himself, shoulders drooping.*

[10:56] AM: Can y[o]u at l3ast pr3t3nd y[o]u can l[o][o]k at m3.

[10:56] AM: Straight [o]n.

[10:57] AM: If n[o]t th3n I'll tak3 [o]ff the g[o]ggl3s [o]r what3v3r and just imagin3 that y[o]u can.

[10:59] CI: *cautions a glance that way but regrets it immediately. He lets out a long slow sigh.* ...! th!nk perhaps we need to g!ve one another a l!ttle b!t o? space.

[10:59] CI: To sort through what we are ?eel!ng.

[11:00] AM: Wh.... *He stares at Ruleus. Hardcore stares.*

[11:00] AM: Spac3.

[11:00] AM: Spac3??

[11:01] AM: *This is not what he wanted at all.*

[11:03] CI: YES, space. *stares back at him, disapproving.* Space enough to g!ve mysel? t!me to th!nk when !'m not so glubb!ng T!RED. So that ! do not con?use the wh!plash o? my sent!ments w!th TRUTH o? what !t !s ! really want r!ght now.

[11:06] AM: *These are all valid reasons, but the main thing Sileas is focusing on (And panicing about) is the "Space" aspect. He wanted less space! Not more! This whole thing had gone pear shaped rather quickly, and maybe he should have seen that coming.* Is... Is it b3caus3 I'm c[o]mplaining?? B3caus3 th3n f[o]rg3t, I tak3 it back! I was [o]v3r r3acting!! I d[o] that a l[o]t y[o]u /kn[o]w/ I d[o], hahah?? *

[11:06] AM: Because awkward laughter is going to make this so much better.*

[11:07] CI: *fins are pinning because it is the LEAST thing from better* Holy mackeral, S!leas.

[11:07] CI: Look just... calm down?? *reaches out a hand with equal amounts of awkward*

[11:10] AM: [o]kay, y3ah, calm. I can d[o] calm. I'm calming d[o]wn, [o]kay?? *Except he really isn't. Sileas KNOWS hes going over the top, he KNOWS its snowballing, but the thought of losing anymore of Ruleus is just extremely worrying to him.*

[11:11] CI: ... *hesitates before allowing his hand to retreat* We only have to ?!gure out how to ?!X whatever !s wrong here.

[11:11] CI: W!th us.

[11:11] CI: ! do not want you to ?eel as !? !'m ?orc!ng mysel? to see you. That !s the LAST TH!NG ! want to do.

[11:12] AM: I... I kn[o]w but. *Hes drooping even more now.*

[11:12] AM: I kn[o]w y[o]u're right a l[o]t. I just...

[11:13] AM: *He starts chewing on the inside of his cheek, looking very much like a kicked puppy.* Frick... I kn[o]w.

[11:13] AM: Urgh.

[11:14] AM: *Sileas looks away and pushes his goggles up on his face so that they wont work. Sometimes going back to being blind is the best comfort.*

[11:25] CI: *can only stare at him as Sileas sits there making a mess of his feelings. It felt so long ago that it was the very thing that had drawn Ruleus to him, frustrated by the prospect of his intellegence dashed away by his idiot upswings of emotion. Convincing him of his own self-worthlessness. It was too familiar to Ruleus to not have him doing something, anything to bridge the distance between them.

[11:25] CI: A hand comes up to his shoulder.* S!leas.

[11:30] AM: *He feels the hand on him. He knows its there. But he almost wishes it wasn't.* I messed this up. I'm alm[o]st nin3 sw33ps [o]ld and I c-can't 3v3n- *Can't even finish a sentence aparently. Sileas had worked so hard for so long to be able to shut down his strong sense of self doubt, but it always managed to bubble up at the worst times.*

[11:31] CI: You are be!ng h!ghly !llog!cal.

[11:31] CI: !t's really very sad. *rubbing his shoulder*

[11:35] AM: *He leans into the touch of his hand a little.* I didn't want t[o] mak3 it w[o]rs3.

[11:35] AM: I sh[o]uldn't hav3 mad3 a big d3al ab[o]ut it. I d[o]n't want m[o]r3 spac3.

[11:36] CI: Yes but !t !s what !t !s. Some th!ngs must be addressed, ?or better or worse.

[11:36] CI: That's not to say our relat!onsh!p !s !n any k!nd o? endangerment. *scoffs*

[11:36] AM: Its n[o]t?

[11:37] CI: As !? ! would let your !d!ot emot!ons dec!de how our quadrants progresses ?rom here.

[11:40] AM: Mrh. *He does seem to lighten up from having been insulted and assured at the same time.*

[11:41] AM: At l3ast th3y ar3n't as stupid as y[o]ur handwriting.

[11:41] CI: At least you can read !t. You're welcome.

[11:42] AM: At l3ast I c[o]uld st[o]mach d3c3nt gummy w[o]rms.

[11:44] CI: Some day, you w!ll get better at !nsult!ng me. *rOLLS HIS EYES*

[11:47] AM: S[o]m3day y[o]u may b3c[o]m3 alm[o]st half as pr3tty as m3. H3h. *He smirks. Its a bit short lived though and soon fades back to a pout.*

[11:47] AM: D[o] y[o]u still... want spac3? *He sounds much less freaked out about it now, and just disapointed instead.*

[11:48] CI: THAT !S BETTER. *kinda side eyeing him. But of course. Sileas doesn't see this. Oh, he was distracted and doesn't follow what he's saying exactly.* ...Oh r!ght!

[11:48] CI: !t was more a general!zat!on than an !mmed!ate demand.

[11:50] AM: S[o]... n[o]? *HOPEFULL QUESTION??*

[11:51] CI: NOT R!GHT NOW. *confirms, rising to his feet with hands against the table.* And ! th!nk we should go to my room r!ght now!

[11:53] AM: *The flood of stupid relief is near overwhelming and Sileas sinks into his seat.* Wait, g[o] th3r3 right n[o]w?

[11:53] CI: ! repeat. R!ght now.

[11:56] AM: Uh. Right n[o]w, [o]kay g[o]t it. *He should probably buss the plates right? Rather then making it easier for himself he's reaching blind without the help of his goggles for the trays and plates, managing to get both in his grasp.* Giv3 m3 [o]n3 s3c[o]nd. *He scampers off to go put the trays in the washbin but NOT before he stores the leftover food in his sylladex. Ruleus may not be able to stomac

[11:56] AM: h weird food mash ups, but Sileas isn't one to waste prime snacking material.*

[11:57] AM: *Returns after its done.* Alright w3'r3 g[o][o]d.

[11:57] CI: *Is already walking off. Later loser!!!!!!*

[11:58] AM: *Returns to an empty table. RUDE.*

[11:59] CI: Hahahahaha! ! gave you goggles ?or a REASON. *says distantly*

[12:00] AM: *Despite being jaded by that taunt, its impossible for Sileas not to smile. He is soon running after Ruleus, goggles still pushed up. He doesn't need to be able to see to sprint after his hate boyfriend. Its going to make it that much more romantic when he PASSES HIM.*

[12:01] CI: *Except Ruleus is already sticking one long leg out to trip him.* >8)

[12:03] AM: *Ruleus plays DIRTY. Sileas of course trips over this leg and goes tumbling full throttle into summer salts on the floor.*

[12:04] AM: *How durable are these goggles anyways, hopefully they can endure falling off his head and skittering across the floor.*

[12:04] AM: UGH!! *Sileas himself is fine though, and already sitting up to brush himself off.*

[12:05] CI: WASTED!!!!! *Citrin would be so proud of this meme. He trots off, plucking the goggles up to inspect them as he walks along. Of course he encased the biotech with a durable covering. He's not an IDIOT.*

[12:05] CI: *puts them away in his sylladex*

[12:05] AM: *Him goggles >80*

[12:07] AM: *He pushes himself up to his feet again and bends to crack his knee joints and then his back. It had been a while since he had taken a tumble like that. Durgah and his mom would be ashamed of his fall.* What kind [o]f twist3d guy purp[o]s3fully trips a blind tr[o]ll.

[12:08] CI: H!s super!or k!smes!s.

[12:08] AM: *Snorts.* Y3ah, k33p t3lling y[o]urself y[o]ur sup3ri[o]r. I'll hum[o]r it. *He then hunches back down to the ground, carefully feeling around for those goggles.*

[12:09] CI: Hahahaha, shall ! meet you back !n my room????

[12:09] CI: *totally saw that*

[12:10] AM: Uh, y3ah, just h[o]ld [o]n a s3c[o]nd. *He seriously doesnt want to lose those things, so he widens out his floor search.*

[12:11] CI: Hm, you seem to have scu??ed them a l!ttle... *sounds a little far away. He is continuing his walk.*

[12:13] AM: *It takes moments for it to click that Ruleus has them.* (Y[o]u frick3r.) *Sileas is up and trotting after him again.* T3chnically its y[o]ur fault if th3y ar3 b3caus3 y[o]u g3t a kick [o]ut [o]f bullying th3 impar3d.

[12:14] CI: Have you cons!dered that you w!ll not need them where you are go!ng? *the suggestion is all in his tone of voice. This is definitely how you flirt.*

[12:16] AM: *He opens his mouth and then promptly shuts it as his face tints blue.* Y[o]u kn[o]w, y[o]ur abs[o]lut3ly right. N[o]w I w[o]n't hav3 t[o] suff3r l[o][o]king at y[o]ur ugly mug. I think th3 last tim3 I mad3 3y3 c[o]ntact with y[o]u I alm[o]st turn3d t[o] st[o]n3. *Moving a little faster to close the distance between them now.*

[12:17] AM: Y[o]u'r3*))

[12:18] CI: YEAH but that doesn't stop you ?rom do!ng !t anyway. You must l!ke !t on some level. *Turning down the hall, it's only a matter of time before they're approaching Ruleus's block door. With a big huff of relief, he lets himself in.*

[12:20] AM: *He is rushing in behind him just in case Ruleus would try to mess with him again and shut the door.* I think I r3ally just lik3 t[o] punish mys3lf with y[o]ur fac3.

[12:20] CI: So now !'m a ?orm o? sel? harm?????? *peeling his labcoat from his shoulders*

[12:23] AM: Mayb3. [o]r mayb3 I'm just a mas[o]chistic w3rid[o] wh[o] g3ts [o]ff [o]n th3 suff3ring y[o]ur f3atur3s caus3 m3. *Knowing Ruleus' block so well, Sileas does what he has been doing for years; navigating himself through his kismesis block and claiming the whole bed for himself. Pillows and all.*

[12:25] CI: *kicking off his shoes and yes, pants too. He will stand there in plain old boxer briefs and be proud of it! He crawls into bed with him immediately.* !? that's the case, ! can ?org!ve you.

[12:25] CI: Nobody's per?ect a?ter all.

[12:27] AM: *Its not anything Sileas hasn't "Seen" before. But he does grin when he feels more skin exposed when Ruleus joins him on the bed.* Fair p[o]int.

[12:28] AM: *He touches his shoe covered foot to Ruleus' bare leggy.*

[12:29] CI: *was lying face flat into the pillows and groans. Forces himself to sit back up and start prying Sileas's shoes off. Forcing them off, if he has to.* Hold st!ll.

[12:31] AM: *Of course it will have to be forcing them off, he can't make it EASY for Ruleus. Sileas snickers a little and moves his legs and feet as much as he can.* I d[o]n't trust y[o]u n[o]t t[o] st3al my sh[o]es and cl[o]n3 th3m. *Its enevitable that one slips off his sock covered foot. At least he was wearing socks today.*

[12:34] CI: *TAKES OFF HIS SOCKS TOO, WHIILE HE'S AT IT. There is no mercy in this arena.* Your shoes and socks have no purpose other than to be on my ?LOOR. *It'll take him a second to process what he just said.*

[12:35] AM: *That sentence catches him a little off guard, and makes him go blue in the face again, so its easy enough to finish stripping his feet bare.*

[12:36] AM: [o]n th3 fl[o][o]r y[o]u say?

[12:36] CI: On the FL- *Oh. Then it hits him. If Sileas goes blue in the face, Ruleus turns positively teal and whaps Sileas's leg from himself.* THE ?LOOR.

[12:38] AM: [o]w! *Alright Ruleus, you have his shoes and socks, but you've now subjected yourself to TOE PINCHING. Sileas knows how to pick things up with his feet well enough that his big toe and the one next can be turned into mean pinching machines. And they are headed straight for Ruleus' calfs.*

[12:38] CI: NO. *crawling rapidly away from pinching toes as his legs can take him* ! W!LL K!CK YOU O?? TH!S RECL!N!NG PLAT?ORM.

[12:40] AM: H3h3h3h! *He is reaching for him as far as his legs can, but eventually Ruleus is safe. Of course this just gives Sileas the room to hog up half the bed by spreading out his limbs.*

[12:40] CI: *is now stuffing a pillow onto his face. Rip in fucking rest.*

[12:42] AM: Y[o]u kn[o]w if y[o]ur sh33ts didn't r33k [o]f antis3ptic, this w[o]uld b3 a pr3tty nic3-MMPHM!!! *He is SMOTHERD. Sileas flails about for a bit and then makes a big show about dropping limp and playing dead.*

[12:43] CI: ?!nally. At last.

[12:43] CI: There was s!lence.

[12:43] CI: *carefully removing pillow*

[12:43] AM: *Hes laying there with his eyes screwed shut and his tongue hanging out. Very dead looking.*

[12:44] CI: ... *plugs his nose up with two fingers*

[12:45] AM: *He holds his breath to keep it up.* .....

[12:49] CI: *No way is he removing his fingers.* S!leas.

[12:49] AM: *He still ded.*

[12:49] AM: .............

[12:51] CI: ?!ne, !? you want to be so stubborn... *leans down to peck the corner of his gaped mouth*

[12:54] AM: *His breath comes out in a wheeze when he gets pecked on the corner of his mouth, and then he quickly turns his head to smuggly kiss Ruleus full on. Clearly this was his PLAN.*

[12:56] CI: *He's been bamboozled!!! But little does Sileas know that it's what Ruleus wanted all along. Kisses him with the pillow propped up behind his horns. A convenient cover.*

[12:58] AM: *Very convenient indeed. Sileas lifts a hand to cup the side of Ruleus' face as the kissing continues, using his thumb and forefinger to swiftly but gently tug at the seadweller's ear fin with intentions to annoy.*

[01:04] CI: *rrrrrrgh it's like he's asking for another bite to the hand. Well okay. The bites happen but theyre more nips along the inside of his palm. Prickly of sharp teeth but harmless.*

[01:06] AM: *His pleased grin gets a little wider, and at the nipping he pulls his hand away from Ruleus's fin to poke his hate boyfriend's nose.*

[01:07] CI: *Okay. He will bite the shit out of his finger now.*

[01:08] AM: OUCH!! *Okay well he had that coming, Sileas pulls his finger back out of harms way and holds it to himself to protect from further harm.*

[01:08] AM: *[O]UCH!!))

[01:09] CI: Serves you r!ght. *rolls off him, resting the pillow under his head.*

[01:10] AM: *Sileas huffs and brings his finger up to his mouth to suck on the bite marks while he is quick to move his legs into Ruleus's area of the bed again.*

[01:11] AM: Trip m3, tak3 my g[o]ggl3s, and n[o]w biting?

[01:11] AM: Y[o]u ar3 tru3ly th3 w[o]rst. *Stretches one leg across Ruleus.*

[01:13] CI: You're gett!ng o?? on the su??er!ng remember? *pats his leg as if comforting*

[01:14] AM: And y[o]u must b3 g3tting [o]ff [o]n t[o]rturing m3. *He snuggles closer since his leg wasn't shoved off.*

[01:14] CI: Oh w!thout a doubt.

[01:15] CI: What k!nd o? a dynam!c do you th!nk th!s !s?

[01:15] AM: A dumb [o]n3.

[01:15] AM: *He drops his arm over Ruleus next.*

[01:16] CI: *BIG SIGH. Just get up here, already. Ruleus is tugging him on top of him.*

[01:18] AM: *That tugging give sileas all the permission he needs to roll over and crush Ruleus with his dead weight. Sileas only does that for a moment or two to tease him though before he shifts his hands on either side of the seadweller and hoists his weight up.*

[01:18] AM: H[o]ws it g[o]ing d[o]wn th3r3.

[01:19] CI: *OOF. Sightless eyes are gazing down at him.* Oh !t's go!ng well. And YOURSEL???

[01:21] AM: I'm pr3tty [o]kay. I've g[o]t a b[o]n3y l[o]s3r und3rn3ath m3 th[o]ugh.

[01:22] CI: A bony what now? *casual butt touch. Petty insults do not PHASE him.*

[01:26] AM: *That would be a hand on his butt. Sileas leans down and nuzzles into Ruleus' neck and gills area, placing a kiss or two on the skin.* A pan fri3d sci3ntist wh[o] puts m[o]r3 dr[o][o]l [o]n his pap3rs th3n l3tt3rs, and can't stomach r3al f[o][o]d. *He murmers against his neck.*

[01:35] CI: Oh yes. That's much acceptable an analys!s. *rumbles, the gill slits on his neck shifting reflexively by the skim of his kismesis's lips against his skin. The pat of his butt becomes more of a stroke over his hips and a run of his palm over the small of his back. This was feeling nice...*

[01:39] AM: *The shifting of Ruleus's hand entices a pleased grumble out of Sileas as he moves from the base of his neck, grazing kisses as he goes, to come to a stop to nip at the junction between throat and jaw bone.*

[01:42] CI: *It's not fair that he gets to have all the fun. Huffing just against Sileas's shoulder, fingers start grazing over the skin of his back, touching on him from under his stupid shirt.*

[01:46] AM: *The sudden sensation of fingers on bare skin causes him to lightly shudder. Sileas responded by shifting to balance himself with one hand, leaving the other free to slide down and rest at Ruleus' hip. Meanwhile Sileas's mouth has attached itself lower on his neck as he begins to suck with the intent to leave marks.*

[trenchantdynamo-blog]

-- trenchantDynamo [TD] began pestering choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] at 21:57 --

TD: Hello Ruleus.

TD: I've noticed the brrrace on Little. I'm verrry happy to see that it's much morrre aesthetically pleasing.

CI: HELLO, RAMM!E. And ! sea your apprec!at!on ?or aesthet!cs cont!nues to ENABLE BAD TREATMENT O? D!SAB!L!T!ES AMONG OUR PEERS.

CI: But that !s ne!ther here nor there.

CI: Who cares !? L!ttle came seek!ng rel!e? ?or the pa!n her leg was caus!ng!!!

CI: AT LEAST SHE LOOKS CUTE NOW.

TD: That's rrrude.

TD: She always looks cute.

CI: Then !t was never up to you to dec!de whether she should have taken her dork!sh brace off.

CI: ESPEC!ALLY wh!le her leg was heal!ng.

CI: She's adorable regardless!!! You sa!d !t YOURSEL?.

TD: Well yes, she is adorrrable.

TD: The brrrace wasn't.

TD: It was a harrrmless swap forrr the sake of herrr not wearrring a bag on herrr head.

CI: Aga!n!!! NOT ?OR YOU TO DEC!DE.

CI: !? can't be too much to ask that you respect my author!ty as a pro?ess!onal. Aesthet!cs be clammed!

CI: Th!s was a troll's D!SAB!L!TY you are d!sregard!ng. ! cannot condone a repeat o? th!s, Ramm!e.

CI: ! know you are much more respons!ble than th!s.

TD: Well I know a brrrace when I see one.

TD: Which makes me wonderrr.

TD: Did you see what you put on herrr.

TD: With, yourrr eyes.

CI: ! d!d and ! apolog!zed pro?usely but !t was always meant to be TEMPORARY.

CI: And she agreed to !t!!!!!!

CI: You had no place to conv!nce her o? remov!ng !t.

CI: Be?ore the replacement was ?!n!shed.

TD: Werrre therrre complications orrr arrre you doing the thing.

CI: Do!ng what th!ng?

TD: You know.

TD: The thing.

CI: ??????????

TD: Wherrre therrre arrre no actual prrroblems but you arrre verrry fussy rrregarrrdless.

CI: There !s a problem when OTHER PEOPLE'S WELL BE!NG that ! AM !N CHARGE O? !s be!ng marred by petty PEER PRESSURE.

TD: Therrre is also a prrroblem when she feels she can't show herrr face.

TD: Therrre was no harrrm done as "potential" as it may be.

TD: I'm not carrreless.

CI: ?OR ONE DAY. !NCRED!BLE!!!!!!!

CI: ! PROM!SED ONE DAY.

TD: Yes. Incrrredibly morrritfying.

TD: It was trrragic.

CI: What !s mort!?y!ng !s your careless att!tude.

TD: Ruleus please. I'm a naturrrally hatched nurrrturrrerrr.

CI: Then maybe you should pursue my job !nstead o? explo!t!ng your NON EX!STENT ONE.

TD: Oh dearrr. This is, indeed, a full blown thing.

TD: Deep brrreaths dearrr. No harrrm, no foul.

CI: ! only want to know th!s !sn't go!ng to happen aga!n, Ramm!e. ! really d!sl!ke argu!ng.

TD: Do you? Well, should I find no morrre prrroblems it likely won't happen again.

CI: Your problems w!th author!ty !s ?!ne.

CI: Stop us!ng your ?r!ends as excuses to act out on !t.

TD: Alrrright. You have no faith in my abilities which I don't carrre about but I do not use my frrriends as any excuse.

TD: I'm sorrrrrry to say but you'rrre not exactly an authorrritative figurrre rrripe forrr the challenging.

CI: ! don't care ?or your petty jabs! ! care about L!TTLE and how she copes w!th her day to day pa!n!!!!

CI: Wh!ch clearly.

CI: Doesn't matter to you.

TD: No.

TD: You carrre about yourrr ego.

TD: Yourrr prrride.

CI: !t was you who gave her bouncy shoes the very next day a?ter she came by the !n?!rmary.

CI: Not me.

CI: You are an enabler and also a bad ?r!end. We are done d!scuss!ng th!s.

-- choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] ceased pestering trenchantDynamo [TD] at 22:50 -- 

[windedarabesque]

-- windedArabesque [WA] began trolling choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] at 23:05 --

WA: ruleus...?

CI: Hello, Ananya.

WA: i...!

WA: i wanted to see...!

WA: if you saw my apology...!

CI: Apology??? Why do you need to g!ve an apology?

WA: for my reaction...! in the memo...! and for saying...! mean things...!

CI: Mean th!ngs?

CI: ! don't even remember what they were.

WA: you know...! what i mean...!

WA: wait...?

WA: really...?

CI: Really.

WA: well...! if you do ever remember them...!

WA: please know that i am sorry...! and i didn't mean it...!

CI: ! KNOW you d!dn't mean !t.

CI: That's why you don't need to apolog!ze.

CI: !T'S VERY... Ugh. ! don't know.

CI: Some parts ?rustrat!ng, other parts ag!tat!ng, and OTHER PARTS.

CI: R!d!culous.

WA: oh...!

WA: then i want to be sorry...! for making you feel those things...!

CI: !t's really not your ?ault, Ananya.

CI: Hghgh?jsdk. ! w!sh you wouldn't APOLOG!ZE ?or !t.

WA: i feel like it is...?

CI: No, !t's not.

WA: but...?

WA: i don't understand why...!

CI: !'m the one who !s BUGG!NG over th!ngs that you can't help.

CI: As ! sa!d be?ore, !t's r!d!culous and ! know !t !s.

WA: what do you mean...?

WA: what are you talking about...? with the things i can't help...?

CI: There's no po!nt !n br!ng!ng attent!on to !t.

CI: ! don't W!SH to add onto your hum!l!at!on ?uther.

CI: So we move on.

WA: are you talking about...? my lungs...? or the things that i said...?

CI: Your lungs, ! suppose???

CI: But that's ne!ther here nor there.

WA: i understand...! that you care...! and i shouldn't...! lose my temper...! so quickly...!

WA: when you are just...! trying to help...!

CI: And why must you apolog!ze ?or los!ng your temper???

WA: because...! the things that i say...! are hurtful...!

CI: !T'S WONDER?UL WHEN YOU LOSE YOUR TEMPER.

WA: you...? what...?

CI: !t just !s.

WA: i don't like it...! when i do that...!

CI: ! know.

WA: it seems like it makes...! you feel bad...!

CI: ! can take a l!ttle b!t o? retal!at!on, Ananya.

CI: !'m not A?RA!D o? stra!n!ng our relat!onsh!p ?or the sake o?

CI: Well, heck. Maybe that's why th!s argu!ng !s so dread?ully aw?ul a th!ng.

WA: for the sake of what...?

CI: ! don't know? Someth!ng r!d!culous, ! !mag!ne.

WA: because there is no point to it...!

CI: !'m com!ng to REAL!ZE that.

CI: !t's really all okay, Ananya. !t's not the end o? the world.

WA: so we are...? ok...?

CI: We're always okay. Even !? !t doesn't seem l!ke !t.

CI: You don't l!ke certa!n parts o? yoursel? and ! shouldn't be the one to br!ng !t out.

CI: !t's not ?A!R to you.

CI: And ?or that, ! apolog!ze.

WA: ...

WA: ...it's...!

WA: okay...!

CI: Yes, that's what !'m try!ng to convey.

WA: virtual high five...? then...?

CI: V!rtual h!gh ?!ve.

WA: okay...!

CI: Anyway. Now that that's settled?

CI: We can move on and ?orget that any o? th!s ever mattered!

WA: sure...! i would like that...!

CI: Good.

WA: good...!

CI: Anyth!ng else we must talk about?

WA: nothing that we must talk about...! i guess...!

CI: Well alr!ght then!

CI: Should ! leave you to your bus!ness?

WA: no...!

WA: i mean...!

WA: i don't know...! i still feel weird...! about all of this...!

CI: Why would you?

CI: !t's all ?!ne and stu?? now, r!ght?

WA: you seem...! like you're acting...! different...!

CI: ???

CI: ! don't see !t.

WA: well, i do...!

CI: !'m not sure what !'m supposed to say?

CI: !? !'m act!ng d!??erent, ! really don't mean !t.

CI: ! just need t!me to ?!GURE OUT a ?ew th!ngs.

CI: But mostly, ! do need to exam!ne my behav!or and more !mportantly, work to ?!x !t.

CI: !t's really ?or the best, Ananya! Trust me.

WA: well, okay...!

CI: So we're ?!ne?

WA: yes...! we are fine...!

CI: Excellent!

CI: We can move on now.

WA: we are moving on...!

CI: Yes, haha.

WA: i didn't...! tell your mom anything...! either...!

CI: !t's not l!ke she NEEDS another reason to ground me. Although she probubbly would LOOK ?or one.

CI: What w!th the backsass !'m told ! g!ve her.

WA: she doesn't take that at all...!

CI: WELL NE!THER DO !.

CI: Challenge all author!ty, Ananya.

CI: Or.

CI: You're not really l!v!ng.

WA: that is...! definitely an interesting thought...!

CI: !? you really th!nk so.

WA: i do...!

WA: i can't...! really say that to my mom...!

CI: You can !? you really WANTED TO.

CI: But whatever. !'m not here to be a bad !n?luence.

WA: i would feel...! too bad...!

CI: ! wouldn't.

CI: Even Arad!a needs to be TOLD SOMET!MES.

CI: ...

CI: Don't tell her ! sa!d that.

WA: really...?

CI: Yes.

CI: ! mean NO.

CI: You have to know ! sa!d no. ?or the sake o? record keep!ng.

WA: i mean you think she needs to be told...?

CI: Why not???

CI: Dy!ng once doesn't mean a troll's !MPERV!OUS TO CR!T!C!SM.

CI: Wh!ch !s my op!n!on.

CI: WHATEVER.

WA: um...!

WA: okay...! yes, i'll keep that in mind...!

CI: Anyway.

CI: Now !s when ! leave you, ! th!nk.

CI: Papers to wr!te and such.

WA: i'm getting sleepy anyway...!

WA: good luck with your papers...!

CI: Have a good sleep, Ananya.

WA: thank you...!

WA: bye...!

CI: N!ght n!ght.

[boreisticecstasiate-blog]

-- boreisticEcstasiate [BE] began pestering choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] at 23:36 --

BE: heey bro

BE: i th-think i mighta, uhh, upset someone or mmmaybe

BE: i dont unnderstand shit?

CI: Greet!ngs, Gallen! You d!d who, what now?

BE: i du-dunno :(

BE: ffeels off man

CI: Huh, well then. No worr!es. We can have the ?!shue sorted qu!ck as a splash!

CI: So what's the s!tuat!on?

BE: me and sil wwas sposed to hang and it was goin g-good

BE: uh, well he looked a lil upset at first

BE: but then we was hhhappy and chill

BE: then we wasnt, and he lefft?

BE: i didnt mean to upsset any motherfucker but he said he was alllll good

BE: werent peach makin him uncomfy

CI: Oh blubber, well that certa!nly sounds l!ke a problem. And one he has no !ntent!on o? address!ng r!ght away!

CI: The most you can prov!de !s pat!ence on h!s part unt!l he !s certa!n enough that whatever a!ls h!s m!nd !s someth!ng that !s worth br!ng!ng up !n conversat!on.

CI: You can't ?ORCE a person to tell you what !s wrong w!th them. Only o??er a w!ll!ng ear?!n when they need !t!

BE: nah aint nothin wr-wrong

BE: brothhher said so himself

CI: !? noth!ng was truely wrong, then th!s wouldn't be an !ssue. Clearly, someth!ng sw!ms amuck.

CI: Maybe he was just say!ng as a means o? de?lect!on?

BE: yeah, you rrrright and it dont feel like his usual vibe :(

BE: im all for earrin ai-ailments though cant reason why

BE: shhhit aint gotta be like what, its said up to

CI: Glub. And you yoursel? seem so worked up about !t.

CI: !'m sure that whatever's happen!ng, however S!leas !s ?eel!ng, all o? !t w!ll sur?ace g!ven t!me.

CI: And you can't pass judgement on h!s dec!s!on to w!thold !n?ormat!on!

CI: Really, Gallen, the most you can do !s wa!t !t out unt!l he's ready to talk.

CI: And everyth!ng w!ll turn out ?!ne, you w!ll see.

BE: just dont get it, wwish i cou-could help a motherfuckin bro out

BE: bottlin of fffeelins makes for bad j-juju

BE: but i, yeah, i b-believe you

CI: Haha, you're ent!rely r!ght, Glublen.

CI: Maybe... !? you're so worr!ed, you should g!?t h!m w!th someth!ng n!ce? As a token o? peace to prove you'll be recept!ve to anyth!ng he has to say?

CI: Or not say, even.

BE: i c-could make him a neg-neggativity receptor line

BE: or uh, web for his block

BE: it could ssponge up all them ills

CI: Haha, you mean one o? those decorat!ve, er. Water they called?

CI: Dream snatchers?

BE: yeah! with some kn-knots up in the abbsorptional and dark polars

BE: that could d-do some good to suck it all up

CI: Yes! That could very well work. So long as he understands the sp!r!t !n wh!ch he's rece!v!ng the g!?t!

BE: oh shit, yyeah, cant keep them mmotherfuckers when the knots

BE: unfold

BE: thats b-bad shit

BE: ima write some, proper exxxaminationaries for it

CI: Go all out !? you must!

CI: And now ! have to ask... w!ll YOU be okay? You won't stress or re?lect too much, w!ll you?

CI: That would be as you're say!ng "bad juju". Part!cularly ?or your emocean places!

BE: y-yeaah, im confused still and i aint so happy to b-be that way

BE: when it comes to my friends bidnnnness

BE: but, ima help him out

BE: i th-think i can do that, yeah?

CI: Yes, !t's best to ground yoursel? w!th knowledge o? what you CAN DO NOW !nstead o? ?!xat!ng on what could have been done !n the past.

CI: L!ve !n the present and all! Glub glub glub!

BE: ahhahaha yeah savor all these mmmiraculous moments

BE: for g-good or bad they shhape yourself

BE: into which you will bbe in the next

BE: present

CI: And w!th yoursel?, you learn to love others ?or all that they are! :D

CI: !t's all a matter o? keep!ng your ch!n up, Galglub. You've got th!s!

BE: amen :)

BE: thanks ruls, you knooow your shit some well

CI: Well, ! DO TRY. Your pra!se and commentary !s most welcome.

CI: W!th !t, ! can ache!ve THE !MPOSS!BLE.

BE: aint nnothin impossible my motherbrother!

BE: alls in grasp with ennough reachers

CI: And that's exactly the sp!r!t needed to take lead o? our team!

CI: ! shalln't ?a!l you yet.

BE: our teams gonna be m-most miraculously bitchin with this energy bro

BE: all them good worlds mmade up all nice with frogs and shit

CI: !t's the good v!be !n energy, ?or that's WHAT WE MAKE O? !T.

CI: W!th the bless!ng o? these myth!cal ?rog gods, we may learn a l!ttle b!t more about ourselves and each other. !'M VERY EXC!TED ?OR THESE DEVEELOPMENTS!!!

BE: dang :O it sounds like a motherfffuckin

BE: journey man

BE: i like it :)

CI: Hehehe. ! would l!ke to go !nto deta!l about !t but ! also wanted to tell you that my squ!d hat !s under CONSTRUCT!ON.

CI: ! should have !t ?!n!shed soon!

BE: danng you work fast ruls

CI: !'M VERY DED!CATED.

BE: bet that inky cap is gonna be fffine as hell when we colllorize it

CI: TO. MY WORK.

BE: yeah! :D honk honk honk

BE: hells of ded-edicated

CI: !t'll be the ?anc!est schmanc!est hat th!s s!de o? the stellar quadrant.

BE: maybe with them

BE: h-hangy long bits

BE: for over the ears and shit

CI: EVEN MORESO W!TH THE DANGLY P!ECE.

CI: **P!ECES

BE: what if its ggot lil grabbers? :U

CI: The grabbers only enhance the hug ?actor, Gallen! There's noth!ng to worry about.

BE: we can hhhat hug bro

BE: some squiddy frog snugglin

CI: THAT WOULD BE THE !DEAL SCENAR!O, YES. ;D

CI: But alas, ! must let you go now. ! w!sh you luck w!th your endeavors w!th S!leas! However the turnatrout happens.

CI: KEEP ME UPDATED.

BE: aight man i will! you have a mmmirthful motherfuckin allness :)

CI: AND YOU THE SAME!

-- choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] ceased pestering boreisticEcstasiate [BE] at 00:57 --

[boreisticecstasiate-blog]

[08:01] -- choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] began pestering boreisticEcstasiate [BE] at 20:01 --

[08:01] CI: GALLEN.

[08:01] BE: hey bro :)

[08:03] CI: HOW DOES THE ?!SH ?LY W!TH YOU TODAY, MY DEAR ?R!ENDMATE? Have the gymnast!cs treated you well?

[08:11] BE: its ffflyin damn good

[08:11] BE: my limbers all mmmotherfuckin bendy

[08:11] BE: whats up with your whimsical self?

[08:12] CI: A ?ew th!ngs o? note! Two objects o? o??!cal bus!ness ! would l!ke to address w!th you !? you don't m!nd.

[08:13] CI: One more !mportant than the other but nevertheless, !t shall be addressed.

[08:13] BE: nnnah bro unload your word burden upon myself

[08:14] BE: ill do my best to get you into the answer cavern of mmmmy mind and we shall adventure it together

[09:12] CI: Haha, !t's no burden, my bro. More l!ke a shr!mple request!

[09:12] CI: And the request !s that you jo!n my rank !n teams ?or a game that's !n the works!

[09:13] CI: ! WOULD L!KE TO HAVE YOU ON MY TEAM BRO!!!

[09:18] BE: awww sure man id love to be on your tt-team :)

[09:19] CI: SPLEND!D!!!

[09:19] CI: ! have to say, !'m very EXC!TED to have you aboard, Glublen!!! Haha!

[09:19] CI: GLUB GLUB GLUB GLUB GLUB! :D

[09:20] BE: honk honk honk :D

[09:20] BE: what game we ppl-layin my bro?

[09:21] CI: !t shall be a v!rtual one. ?ull o? poss!b!l!ty and creat!v!ty and the chance to K!CK SOME MYTHOLOG!CAL TA!LBONES!!!

[09:24] BE: mythy ones? :O

[09:24] CI: Heck!e yeah bro!

[09:25] CI: !t's all a great part o? the lore o? the un!verse we are p!ec!ng together and such.

[09:25] CI: !t's qu!te !nvolved !? ! do say so mysel?!

[09:27] BE: dammmnnn that sounds like a mmmiraculous game ru

[09:27] BE: all worldy build

[09:27] BE: i like them :)

[09:27] CI: YES. !T'S MY ?AVOR!TE PART O? THE TH!NG, ! BEL!EVE.

[09:28] CI: And !'m sure you w!ll l!ke !t too!!!

[09:31] BE: we oughta mmmake a sciencey circle world man

[09:31] BE: nothin mmore factual than some miraculous hoopage

[09:32] CI: Between you and mysel?, there !s actually a secret to the whole th!ng.

[09:32] CI: Mag!c... powers the sc!ence and SC!ENCE POWERS THE MAG!C. >:D

[09:32] CI: !t's really qu!te ?asc!nat!ng!!!

[09:32] BE: yooo thats cooool man

[09:33] BE: so you can mmmagic man

[09:33] BE: it all up

[09:33] BE: get wicked spiritual and straight up f-fact havin

[09:34] CI: Yes. YES. THE STU?? !S R!VET!NG!!!

[09:34] CI: ! bel!eve that's why !t would pay to have someone l!ke you on our team. :)

[09:34] CI: We could use all that sort o? !np!rat!on!

[09:37] BE: ahahaha aww then uh, im do my best

[09:37] BE: get all yall insspired

[09:37] CI: Hehehe!

[09:57] CI: OH AND ANOTHER TH!NG ! WANTED TO D!SCUSS W!TH YOU ABOUT.

[09:57] CI: The top!c !s more o? a soc!al nature though.

[09:59] BE: hell yeah :) are you gggettin your shit for

[09:59] BE: the noggin cap clubb

[10:00] CI: YEAH!!!!!!

[10:00] CI: !ncred!ble! How d!d you know?

[10:04] BE: im all mmmotherrfu-ffuckin on that man

[10:04] BE: its gonna be fun as all hells

[10:05] CI: ! am !n the process o? construct!ng a hat as we speak! :D

[10:05] CI: !t shall be a squ!d because ?or all !ntents and porpo!ses, ! have always been rather ?ond o? cephalopods.

[10:10] BE: they are cccool as shit

[10:10] BE: all them grabbers

[10:10] CI: GOOD ?OR THAT MANY HUGS! :D

[10:10] BE: they get all sssucked up on stuff

[10:10] BE: yeah! :D

[10:11] CI: And yours??

[10:12] BE: ima skkeleton frog honk honk honk

[10:15] CI: GLUB. What the ?r!tznuggets???

[10:15] CI: THAT'S ADORABLE BRO. >8O

[10:17] BE: they is! ahhahaha or its a other kkinda frog from this skeleton valley

[10:17] BE: so its a skelecroak

[10:18] BE: by all mmotherfuckin rights and reasons

[10:18] CI: ! now ?eel the overwhelm!ng need to !ncorporate th!s spec!es o? creature !nto our game.

[10:18] CI: !t shall be done.

[10:21] BE: hell yeah! ffrrogs man

[10:21] BE: specially undead fantasy ones :)

[10:21] CI: !t shall be the most !mportant creature !n all the game! Why?? BECAUSE ! GLUBB!NG SAY SO.

[10:27] BE: ahahhaha man frogs deserve it

[10:27] BE: theyre mmmotherfuckin awesome

[10:28] BE: all bein part water and land

[10:28] BE: colorful as sshiit

[10:28] CI: Amph!b!ous, you mean. ;)

[10:31] BE: yeah!

[10:31] BE: my amphibbros

[10:34] CI: Glub glub glub brohe??er! Hehehe!

[10:36] BE: ahahahahaha yeah man

[10:36] BE: i cant wait to get mmmy peep on your cap

[10:36] CI: There's no one to say we can't work on the th!ng together, !s there?

[10:39] BE: :O thats ttruthful

[10:39] BE: if you need to dye yours i gggot the shit for it

[10:59] CI: OH SNAPPLE. ! hadn't cons!dered gett!ng the th!ng dyed!

[11:04] BE: you should ddye it bro

[11:05] BE: its fun c:

[11:05] CI: What colors do you have?? 8O

[11:05] BE: uhhhh

[11:05] BE: hhang on

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[11:06] BE: *a fuckton basically*

[11:06] CI: Holy mackeral. That !s a lot o? color stu??.

[11:07] CI: ! AM RATHER ?OND O? WARM COLORS.

[11:08] BE: we can do you up a tttoasty squid for yourself

[11:08] BE: all multicolor

[11:08] BE: linnnes on it like w-water waves

[11:08] CI: Woah! Can you do that???

[11:14] BE: yeah i thhhink so i dye my shit sometimes ahahah

[11:14] BE: its nice

[11:16] CI: NO, GALLEN ! TH!NK !T'S YOU WHO'S N!CE.

[11:19] CI: ?rom the top o? your decorated horns to the soles o? your SHOELESS ?EET. HEHEHE!

[11:21] BE: shh-shit man ahaahhahaha nnah

[11:21] BE: im just, doin up some d-dyin its all chill

[11:26] CI: Yes, ! know !t's ch!ll. !t's always ch!ll!

[11:26] CI: But somet!mes there's cause to make CELEBRAT!ONS AND JOYOUS TYPE NO!SES!!!

[11:26] CI: Espec!ally when cool bros are !nvolved!

[11:29] BE: then i can get ddown with the joy n-nnoises

[11:30] BE: and bro shit

[11:30] CI: But Gallen.

[11:30] CI: You are the cool bro ! am speak!ng o?.

[11:33] BE: ahhhhahahhah well, uh,

[11:33] BE: aight then

[11:33] BE: fu-ffuckin bros

[11:33] BE: :)

[11:33] CI: BROS!!! ?ORE L!?E! :D!!!

[11:34] BE: honk honk honk yeah mmman

[11:34] BE: that lifelong mirac-raculous bondage

[11:39] CI: Hahahaha, ! always enjoy your mad cho!ce o? word!ng, Gallen.

[11:46] BE: ahha yeah?

[11:46] BE: thats good

[11:46] BE: cause i lllike

[11:46] BE: wordin at your self

[11:48] CI: And ! l!ke be!ng subject to your w!se words!

[11:48] CI: !t's almost l!ke you're an older soul trapped w!th!n the plane o? youth alongs!de our motley crew o? ?r!ends.

[11:49] CI: As the poet!c means to descr!be the exper!ence o? be!ng your good bud!

[11:52] BE: oh, uhhh hh-aahha yeah huh?

[11:52] BE: thatd be sssome mirthful shit aha

[11:52] BE: yeah all

[11:53] BE: rebo-reborn soul kinda

[11:53] BE: bidness

[11:55] CI: ! would dr!nk some ju!ce to that!

[11:58] BE: then we sh-should do that hahhaha but ima

[11:58] BE: get my self some of that mm-mmiraculous

[11:58] BE: liquid

[11:59] BE: and uh, see you allllll up on the f-flip

[12:03] CI: R!ghteo, my ?r!end!

[12:03] CI: HAVE YOURSEL? A SPLASH!NG GOOD N!GHT! :D

[12:05] BE: llater bro

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[12:05] BE: oh and uhh

[12:05] BE: you too

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[12:36] CI: Gallen, my ?r!end! Are you busy?

[12:37] BE: nah man nnnever busy :)

[12:39] CI: And how do you ?a!r th!s br!ght and happy even!ng? The art!?!c!al l!ght!ng !s look!ng qu!te ?etch!ng, ! bel!eve! Glub glub glub glub!

[12:39] CI: PERHAPS !'M JUST BA!SED?

[12:42] BE: it is bright, bright and warm as warm hot llllights can be

[12:42] BE: im cool as hell on this day or night or moment within some twilight or nother :)

[12:44] CI: Hahahaha! Always o? good cheer, Gallen! Good on you!

[12:44] CI: !n ?act, ! th!nk there may be a way ! can !mprove upon these good ?eel!ngs.

[12:45] CI: Do you ?!nd yoursel? anywhere near your block?

[12:47] BE: yeah man im in it

[12:48] BE: dyed up and all wrissst deep in licorice sweet taskin

[12:48] CI: Would you m!nd a qu!ck stop by mysel?? ! have as they call... A SURPR!SE. >:)

 [12:51] GALLEN: *he doesn't even answer back, company? Company is always welcome and he's just abandoned his husktop to open his block door and lean out of it, looking both ways for the company of his best bro*

[12:53] RULEUS: *WELL GOOD because Ruleus got too excited and was basically running this way anyway.* GALLEN!!!!! 8D

[12:53] RULEUS: *RUNNING AND SKIDDING IN HALLWAY*

[12:57] GALLEN: !!! *large smile and wanders on out in the hall, stained in dark up to his wrists with dye on most of his skin and clothes but is gonna hug the speeding seadweller* :D ruls *honk honk honk honk!!*

[12:58] RULEUS: *Yep that sure !s dye on h!s hands, he wasn't ly!ng! !s that gonna stop Ruleus ?rom crash!ng !nto h!m w!th a great b!g huh?? No way!!!* HAHAHA!

[12:59] RULEUS: Th!s !sn't the surpr!se ! was ment!on!ng be?ore but !t certa!nly !s n!ce!!! *squeeeezes h!s good clown ?r!end*

[01:03] GALLEN: *OOF! Tight hugs, leans on Ruleus, good thing Gallen's block area is rather secluded that almost made him slip a little but nothin but warm hugs here*

[01:04] GALLEN: simple and grand as a b-bbitchin hug from your brossociational pal

[01:04] GALLEN: no surprise but welcomed routttine

[01:08] RULEUS: Yes! And that's exactly why ! thought ! could stop by! :D

[01:08] RULEUS: ?r!endly ?aces are better remembered !n person, you ?antast!c clown, you!

[01:12] GALLEN: *pat pat nuzzle nuzzle* ahahahaha shit man hhhush that noise *keeps arm around and swings to the side a little* not gonna put no shushhin on a mirthful hang though!

[01:12] RULEUS: O? course not! *d!stracted by pats ?or a second* Tell me, does that sta!n? :?

[01:13] GALLEN: hmmm???

[01:13] GALLEN: sst-stain?

[01:13] RULEUS: The dye!

[01:13] GALLEN: ...oh! *removes handsquickly*

[01:13] GALLEN: uhhhh

[01:13] GALLEN: yeah :(

[01:14] GALLEN: i got w-waater and uh

[01:14] GALLEN: hang on

[01:14] GALLEN: *jog jog into the block*

[01:14] GALLEN: *lots of rummaging noises, some rattling*

[01:15] RULEUS: ... *watches h!m go and then just SNORTS. Ru leans towards the door and calls to h!m.* !t's not actually a problem!

[01:16] RULEUS: ! was s!mply ask!ng because the present- ! mean surpr!se ! had !n store... You m!ght not want to mark up?? Or maybe you do??? ! can't know ?or shore!

[01:16] GALLEN: *is already standing there with a washboard and soap* oh... uh, then th-thats

[01:16] GALLEN: cool?

[01:16] GALLEN: yeah?

[01:16] RULEUS: Hahaha, ! apprec!ate your resolve any how! :D

[01:16] RULEUS: Come here!

[01:17] GALLEN: *his block is pretty messy but color coordinated and organized so he just carefully puts those items back under all the CRUD they were under and makes his way to ruleus, wipes hands on pants just in case* aight then :)

[01:18] GALLEN: *goes on back to the door way*

[01:20] RULEUS: *pu??s h!s chest up and then makes maaag!cal myst!cal gestures w!th h!s hands.* Watch my hands, Gallen! You don't know where they're gooo!!!ng! *spooky ?!ngers* >:O!!!

[01:22] GALLEN: *HE LOVES FANFARE and is watching Ruleus' spooky fingers half expecting a card, a ring, a skull, or a little poke on his snout* :O

[01:24] RULEUS: *Actually one hand D!SAPPEARS !nto the sleeve o? h!s poo?y jacket. But what's th!s?? Someth!ng !s emerg!ng !n !ts place! A rolled up p!ece o?... ?abr!c??? He keeps mak!ng h!s other hand do spooky th!ngs as he o??ers the roll to h!m. Amaz!ng!!!*

[01:24] RULEUS: You may... TAKE !T. >8V

[01:25] GALLEN: *GASPS* 8O !!! for mmmmmme???

[01:26] GALLEN: *gingerly takes this roll of fabric*

[01:26] GALLEN: some slick slight of h-hhand bro

[01:27] RULEUS: Shhhh!!! *star!ng !ntently at roll. !t's dark blue and doesn't look l!ke much but as Gallen unrolls !t, !t turns out to be... A T-SH!RT.*

[01:27] RULEUS: *A t sh!rt w!th a sh!tty cl!p art al!en say!ng "BEL!EVE" on !t. ?uck!ng !ncred!ble.*

[01:29] RULEUS: *Also !t's one o? those Earth vers!on o? al!ens. The ones w!th balloon heads and we!rd long arms but short legs??*

[01:30] RULEUS: YES, !T'S MOST !NDEEDY ?OR YOU!

[01:32] GALLEN: *GGAAASSSSSSSPPPPPPPPP, the shirt shimmers* 8OOO!!!!

[01:32] GALLEN: shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitttttttttttttttttttttt

[01:33] GALLEN: th-thhis, *looks at ruleus then the shirt*

[01:33] RULEUS: ! knew you would have the same apprec!at!on ?or !t as !! *PROUD ?!N ?L!CKS*

[01:33] RULEUS: **! KNEW YOU WOULD HAVE THE SAME APPREC!AT!ON ?OR !T AS !. *PROUD ?!N ?L!CKS*

[01:34] GALLEN: *GONNA PUT THIS ON RIGHT NOW, his vest falls easy and he's just wrestling his horns a lil, then relaxes and lifts arms, and it falls into place* :D i ll-love it man!

[01:35] RULEUS: You look ?antast!c! :D

[01:35] RULEUS: *CLAPP!NG*

[01:37] GALLEN: *shirts aren't so bad, especially if its BAGGY on him so hes loving this, well the shirt. The clapping makes him laugh nervously and tries to pull his hair out the collar* ahhhahahaha th-thhanks ruls

[01:39] RULEUS: *naturally !t's at least two s!zes too b!g ?or h!m. There?ore, PER?ECT.*

[01:40] RULEUS: Glub glub glub glub! The pleasure was m!ne! *claps h!m on the shoulder, beam!ng* ! knew !t was poss!ble to make a good day even greater!

[01:42] GALLEN: *smiles back* course its possible

[01:42] GALLEN: you always d-do that bro

[01:43] GALLEN: with your science and good f-fr-friendin on folks

[01:44] RULEUS: W!th the r!ght att!tude and a proper chem!cal m!x o? bros watch!ng each other's backs, why. ! don't th!nk there's a S!NGLE TH!NG made !mposs!ble ?or us! *dramat!c ?!st clench unt!l he sags h!s shoulders w!th a laugh*

[01:44] RULEUS: Perhaps !t just helps that you make !t so easy! :D

[01:47] GALLEN: *he's just internally honking at this RIVETING little spiel, his turn to clap* well spoken my broninja

[01:47] GALLEN: but it aint just i

[01:48] GALLEN: its that miraculous illness we carry called friendship

[01:48] GALLEN: and thats in here *touches his chest* like all elllse

[01:49] RULEUS: Two halves o? the same molecular bond, YES. ! understand!

[01:50] RULEUS: Spell your words! *ra!ses h!s ?!ngers l!ke he's conduct!ng an orchastra. O? DORKS.*

[01:52] GALLEN: h e l lll y e a h!

[01:52] GALLEN: *spelled for your pleasure*

[01:55] RULEUS: *welcome to the dork orchestra. Now the both o? them are crack!ng up !n the m!ddle o? the hallway.*

[02:02] RULEUS: *And !n th!s moment, they swore there was ?r!endsh!p.*

[02:03] GALLEN: *there was so much friendship the rest of the areas was uncomfortably joyous*

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WA:  ruleus...?

[12:15:02 AM]  CI: Oh. Well. SHELLUTAT!ONS, ANANYA. !T'S N!CE TO SPEAK TO YOU AGA!N.

CI: !t's been a l!ttle wh!le, hasn't !t? ! MUST SAY. !'VE BEEN ONE BUSY BEE. !n a manner of speak!ng.

[12:15:34 AM]  CI: And yourself? Not too preoccup!ed w!th the ?ash!on show bus!ness, are you?

[12:17:31 AM]  WA: not too busy...! no...!

WA: but i wanted to make sure...! we were okay...!

WA: you and me...!

WA: because of last time...! we spoke...!

[12:20:13 AM]  CI: O? course we're okay! !t was my own ?ault ?or los!ng my glubb!ng marbles l!ke ! d!d. And mak!ng you doubt the stab!l!ty o? our ?r!endsh!p?

CI: Why. That's a completely un?org!vable cr!me on my part. :(

CI: A shame o? great magn!tude ! hold! But w!ll bear nevertheless.

[12:21:38 AM]  WA: no it's forgivable...!

[12:21:58 AM]  WA: so much so that you don't even...! need to say sorry...! about it...!

WA: i wanted to say sorry...! for being so mean...!

[12:22:03 AM]  WA: i really like your quirk...!

[12:28:12 AM]  CI: OH. Hahaha, !t wasn't about my qu!rk at all! Most l!kely about someth!ng even more ?r!volous !n nature.

CI: But don't worry. There's no last!ng damage. Just me throw!ng an !nsu??erable tantrum. GLUB.

[12:33:22 AM]  WA: well i guess...! as long as you are ok now...!

[12:34:33 AM]  CI: YES. ?!NE AND DANDY AS A BEACH-S!DE DA!SY. :D

[12:35:16 AM]  CI: Do you l!ke da!s!es??

[12:35:45 AM]  WA: i love flowers...!

WA: i like to wear them in my hair...! and also have them as plants...!

[12:39:23 AM]  CI: ! qu!te enjoy them too! ?or one, they possess med!c!nal propert!es that slow bleed!ng !n open wounds, rel!eve !nd!gest!on, and ease cough!ng!

CI: Also the leaves are ed!ble and are h!gh !n V!tam!n C! HOW'S THAT ?FOR NATURE, HUH??

[12:40:08 AM]  CI: The stuff !s qu!te r!vet!ng ?or d!scuss!on, don't you think? Glub glub glub!

[12:41:06 AM]  CI: ! came !n contact w!th a da!sy once. !t gave my g!lls SUCH an !tch, you can't even !mag!ne.

[12:41:28 AM]  WA: that's so cool...! are you allergic...? to flowers...?

[12:43:08 AM]  CI: UN?ORTUNATELY. Spend!ng a l!?et!me breath!ng ?!ltered a!r has done no ?avors to my respr!tory system.

CI: BUT ALAS. Here ! go sprout!ng o?? aga!n about the wh!ms of nature. Just tell me to shut up at any t!me !? !t so t!ckles your ?ancy!

[12:43:56 AM]  WA: i like listening to you talk...! or reading...! in this case...!

[12:46:41 AM]  CI: Aw, shucks, m!ss. You're too k!nd. As always. :')

[12:49:26 AM]  WA: what colors...? are your favorite...?

[12:53:06 AM]  CI: My ?avor!te colors?

CI: Huh. ! suppose ! never thought about !t before.

CI: WELL SH!ZZLE MY B!ZZLE, LASS. You just asked a quest!on ! never really thought to ask mysel? ?!rst!

[12:55:15 AM]  WA: hehehe...! well do you have some...! that you like more than others...?

[1:02:05 AM]  CI: HMMM... Well ! suppose !'m part!al to most shades of gold!

CI: For some reason or another, yellow just really draws my attent!on. Haha! Perhaps !t's just a w!st?ulness o? someth!ng ! can't qu!te apprec!ate ?ully.

CI: L!ke sun?lowers and pumpk!ns! Darn my allerg!es. Darn them to HECK.

[1:05:37 AM]  WA: i understand completely...!

WA: in fact i feel that way about a lot of things...!

WA: it is probably why...! i like dancing...! so much...!

[1:06:11 AM]  CI: Can you actually surm!ze danc!ng !n a color though? :O

[1:06:42 AM]  WA: no...! but i mean...! loving something...! you are unable to fully appreciate...!

[1:11:27 AM]  CI: Oh! Well, yes. There are more aspects to an exper!ence than just the th!ng !tsel?. A lot o? people take ?or granted what they already have!

CI: And so ! o??er you th!s proposal, Ananya. !? you ?!nd reason to pause and apprec!ate every ?lower you meet, ! shall tap dance and conga-l!ne and stanky leg and booty shake unt!l the moobeasts come home! :D

CI: That's what ! w!ll do ?or you!

[1:13:15 AM]  WA: you will...? :D

[1:13:21 AM]  WA: that's so sweet...!

[1:13:26 AM]  WA: thank you...!

[1:13:35 AM]  WA: i will appreciate...! the flowers...!

[1:16:57 AM]  CI: Yes! And !'m shore they w!ll apprec!ate you apprec!at!ng them too! ?lowers thr!ve on carbon d!ox!de em!ss!ons, you know. The very same chem!cal expunged from your lungs when you breathe!

CI: Or talk to them or tell them how pretty they are.

CI: THE ?LOWERS. ! MEAN. They're lovely.

[1:18:34 AM]  WA: i think we are going to work on...! putting more flowers...! in my room...!

WA: and making it look like...! outside...!

[1:37:03 AM | Edited 1:37:21 AM]  CI: PLEASE DO. The most ?avor you can do ?or any type o? ?lower !s l!ve and let them l!ve too. Then be?ore you know !t, you're bask!ng !n the throes o? a beaut!?ul symb!ot!c relat!onsh!p and ! th!nk !t's just the most wonder?ul th!ng.

CI: ! th!nk, w!th th!s !n m!nd, your l!v!ng space !s go!ng to S!NG o? the per?ect harmon!c balance ?ound w!th!n l!?e's !mper?ect!ons.

CI: Wh!ch !s only ?!tt!ng because !t's someth!ng that surely comes naturally to you. !t !s... your constant state o? be!ng! ?rom my perspect!ve!

[10:34:53 AM]  WA: that sounds...! so nice...!

WA: wait...! which part comes naturally...?

[1:48:32 PM]  CI: Oh. Er...

CI: THE BREATH!NG PART... !s what ! was re?err!ng to.

CI: !T'S OH SO NATURAL, WOULDN'T YOU SAY?

CI: HAHA. YEAH.

[1:50:26 PM]  WA: so my...! imperfections with breathing...! come naturally...?

[2:16:56 PM]  CI: Well, !? you WANTED to get techn!cal, your !mper?ect breath!ng has more to do w!th the underdeveloped bronch!al t!ssues that never QU!TE ?ormed to ?ull ?unctual!ty, thus lead!ng to your chron!c struggle ?or oxygen and the c!rculat!on thereo?.

CI: NOT EXACTLY YOUR ?AULT, M!ND YOU. The ?actor was s!mply the un?ortunate result, qu!te poss!bly !n?luenced by env!ronmental cond!t!ons lead!ng to a premature hatch!ng wh!le you were st!ll !n embryo.

CI: SO WH!LE !T'S ENT!RELY NATURAL ?OR YOU TO NEED TO BREATHE, THE ?ACT THAT YOU STRUGGLE W!TH !T !SN'T. BUT THAT'S OKAY BECAUSE. YOU HAVE NOT LET YOUR D!SAB!L!TY DE?!NE YOU AND EVEN NOW, YOU PERSEVERE PAST YOUR RESTR!CT!ONS W!TH BR!GHT CHEER AND GOOD SP!R!TS AND ! W!LL ALWAYS ?!ND !T ADM!RABLE.

CI: O? YOU.

CI: ...

CI: AND NOW !T'S T!ME ?OR A CON?ESS!ON.

CI: ! HAVE COMPLETELY LOST TRACK O? WHAT WE WERE TALK!NG ABOUT. HOLY MACKERALS ON H!GH.

[2:20:27 PM]  WA: thank you...! I think...!

[2:20:53 PM]  CI: YEAH!!! You're welcome! :D

[2:35:50 PM]  WA: that is a very scientific description...!

[2:38:57 PM]  CI: PSH. Those are just the ?ACTS. !? there's anyth!ng to ga!n ?rom them, !t's that we are MORE than just a ?undementary m!x-up o? bas!c elemental chem!cals. !t's qu!te humbl!ng to th!nk about !t!

[2:46:23 PM]  WA: i can see what you mean...! it is pretty cool to think about...!

WA: i think you are much more...! then a fundementary mix up of basic elemental chemicals...!

[2:57:55 PM]  CI: Haha, why thank you! That's one o? the n!cest th!ngs ! have ever heard get told to my person!

CI: And that's because ! ALREADY have the d!st!nct pleasure o? know!ng you. How's THAT ?or a compl!ment??

[3:03:31 PM]  WA: wow...! that's really...! really sweet...!

WA: i think...! i'm blushing a little...!

[3:06:33 PM]  CI: PP?P?T?P?PTPA?JSADK?JLKJ.

CI: WELL.

CI: HOO.

CI: ! SUPPOSE MY WORK HERE !S DONE THEN.

[3:07:56 PM]  WA: was that your goal...? all along...? hehehe...!

[3:13:00 PM]  CI: No!!! That'd be ABSURD. ! l!ke talk!ng to you even when the ?ace th!ng doesn't happen!

CI: So... !t's just l!ke a very lucky happenstance!

CI: AND THE LUCKY TROLL !S ME. GLUB GLUB GLUB.

CI: But anyhow! There are th!ngs to do and research to conduct. JU!CE TO DR!NK, just a lot of th!ngs ! need to get to work on.

CI: We shall talk aga!n soon, M!ss Ananya!

[3:18:15 PM]  WA: you are very busy...! good luck with your juice...!

WA: bye ruleus...!

[3:19:23 PM]  CI: SEE YOU!!!

 -- choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] ceased trolling windedArabesque [WA] --