fuck [cali]

[whimsy]

[style=width: 450px; padding: 10 25; background: #666611; border: 1px dashed black; font-size: 11px; font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: 66DD11; text-align: left;]QW: My visions aren't really why I know everything.
QW: The other me, Calisprite, she told me everything.
QW: Before she came back in time she's lived for months here in the Medium.
QW: Even before everyone died on her she learned about their stuff.
QW: Somewhat.
QW: I mean that's what I'd do.
QW: And the Bard is totally badass.
QW: You're a game changer!
QW: Er.
QW: Well my visions are vague.
QW: So far.
QW: I don't really see much detail.
QW: I saw you here in the Medium though!
QW: So that's a good thing!

[Finn Innigan]

AH: shit theres two of you running around
AH: are plants going to take over the world or some shit
AH: oh god is it the happening
AH: legit though calisprite sounds pretty cool
AH: guess all versions of you are awesome
AH: whatever
AH: aight i'll trust you on this
AH: if i end up with a lute in a fucking minstrel outfit i'm going to flip a few tables
AH: alright cool so i actually get in and don't die
AH: thats comforting
AH: what about you
AH: have you seen anything about yourself

[whimsy]

[style=width: 450px; padding: 10 25; background: #666611; border: 1px dashed black; font-size: 11px; font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: 66DD11; text-align: left;]QW: You pick a movie to reference
QW: And it's a crappy one.
QW: As far as I can tell where I am plants have already taken over the world.
QW: I'm in the Land of Botany and Teeth.
QW: It is exactly what you think it is.
QW: And my visions aren't very specific, remember?
QW: All vague and stuff.
QW: Nothing important just yet.
QW: I mean Calisprite's come back in time, so I guess yes I've seen my future.

[Finn Innigan]

AH: oh cmon the happening was
AH: it
AH: okay it sucked balls
AH: it couldve been good though
AH: thats merit enough for me
AH: botany and teeth what
AH: are there little windup dentures clacking all over the place
AH: that would be fuckin hilarious not gonna lie
AH: so calisprite is what youre gonna become?
AH: im fuckin confused
AH: my head hurts
AH: too much thinking
AH: have mercy on me im just a poor dumb bastard

[whimsy]

[style=width: 450px; padding: 10 25; background: #666611; border: 1px dashed black; font-size: 11px; font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: 66DD11; text-align: left;]QW: "WHY WOULD TERRORISTS ATTACK A FIELD IN PENNSYLVANIA?!"
QW: It was horrible.
QW: Potential.
QW: But horrible.
QW: And you don't need to worry too much about it.
QW: Calisprite is what I might have become, had she not intervened.
QW: But because she exists I won't become her.
QW: That is how it works.
QW: But it's my responsibility to keep those things straight.
QW: Since my existence is what creates these offshoots.
QW: So you don't need to worry.
QW: Just do whatever it is you do.
QW: And, uh, try to be nicer to Alex?
QW: I mean we have to work together, right?

[Finn Innigan]

AH: okay rollin with more shit that makes no sense
AH: it's not physically possible for me to be nice to alex
AH: the universe would explode
AH: world war three
AH: trench warfare in the streets
AH: nukes everywhere
AH: mutated babies with four different kinds of cancer
AH: legit tho
AH: i promise not to kill him
AH: im gonna open a memo
AH: see if anyone knows whos on team 3

[whimsy]

[style=width: 450px; padding: 10 25; background: #666611; border: 1px dashed black; font-size: 11px; font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: 66DD11; text-align: left;]QW: Actually it might just make the universe explode.
QW: He kind of manipulates the very fabric of the universe.
QW: Just like how I can manipulate time itself.
QW: Or will be able to.
QW: Once I develop my powers a bit more.
QW: Anyway.
QW: I'll keep an eye on the memo.
QW: Have to make sure you find someone to get you in after all!
QW: Don't want my brother squished by a meteor.