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[manlet]

Man becomes monster: what a common theme throughout human literature. Yet in this world, it's an aspect of life that's hardly worth batting an eye at. Were Shakespeare here, he'd cream himself over the ripe psychological suffering among the Mirrorbound. Him, or certain nuns...

[bro what the FUCK are you talking about]

Thinking about those two in cahoots gives me an ulcer. I feel like vigorously scrubbing my brain smooth, so I can't picture it! Maybe that way, I won't be beset by stupid thoughts!

But I am, unfortunately, sentient, and I will continue to suffer this farce of an existence. As if that wasn't enough, I've been plagued by a question for the past few days. Witches, I'm not talking to you. You can gawk and stare if you'd like, I certainly can't stop you from being voyeurs.

Monsters. What are your feelings towards being pet? Is there truly a polite way to ask for a petting?

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[stopfen]

What kind of question is that?

[Normally she'd ignore the weird bs, but what???]

[manlet]

What kind of answer is that? If you're not going to contribute, move along.

[stopfen]

Why are you asking if people like being petted? Why would someone admit to that?

[manlet]

Have you seen this network? Everyone's too honest for their own good.

[He loves reading it like a trashy tabloid.]

[stopfen]

That's a good point.




Like that person asking about someone's private life.

[Never forget, the dragon fucker.]

[manlet]

[Geardagas is a real wild place...]

Are you talking about that obnoxious King of Heroes, Gilgamesh?

[stopfen]

No. This person was more explicit than that.

I'm rather disappointed the King didn't want to be that 'matchmaking' service's first customer.

[Sarcasm didn't come across in text, but zero respect, king was used mockingly.]