you done goofed. [alex]

[alexander]

ZA: It's not me being a sick fuck.
ZA: It's me trying to cheat the system.
ZA: Wait, the thought of me dying horrifies you?
ZA: That's... kind of sweet.
ZA: I thought you'd be all for it.
ZA: What with you hating me "platonically" and all.
ZA: Or did I misread and what you feel is not really blackrom?

[anguis]

NA: If it'ss not a genuine fetissh I don't know if it countss.
NA: And sshut up.
NA: Obvioussly I'm not gonna want you dead becausse even though you probably fucked everything up in the firsst place you might alsso be our besst bet for fixing it sso yeah okay maybe I kind of want you alive.
NA: Big fucking whoop.
NA: Thiss hate iss sstill totally fucking platonic and you get thosse fucking ssarcasstic quotation markss away from that platonicissm.
NA: It iss sso platonic you have no idea.
NA: And whether or not it actually iss blackrom doessn't have anything to do with anything becausse oh look a ssubject change.

[alexander]

ZA: You see, I don't buy it.
ZA: You get so defensive about it.
ZA: Here that usually means you're hiding something.
ZA: And what are you changing the subject to?
ZA: Cause we need a subject.
ZA: If we're going to move on from your blackrom conflict.

[anguis]

NA: I don't know what you're talking about.
NA: I don't get defenssive.
NA: There'ss nothing to be defenssive about.
NA: And we're not moving on from a blackrom conflict becausse there iss no blackrom conflict.
NA: Caegar iss my kissmessiss and that iss that.
NA: Gog sstop assking me.
NA: You're embarrassssing yoursself.
NA: Sso uh.
NA: Talk to me about.
NA: Ssomething.
NA: Before I sstart drawing on my wallss again.

[alexander]

ZA: You poor, poor girl.
ZA: Seriously.
ZA: It has to be awful.
ZA: Caegar and all.
ZA: I honestly don't get how it's me that screws everyone over.
ZA: When you got her.

[anguis]

NA: Hey Caegar iss actually.
NA: Well sshe'ss a good kissmessiss.
NA: Let'ss jusst leave it at that.
NA: Oh gog will you sstop with the pity.
NA: No pity.
NA: None of the pity.
NA: None of it.
NA: Sserioussly I thought you were flusshed for Page.
NA: Chill with the advancess.

[alexander]

ZA: I.
ZA: What.
ZA: How am I flushed for you?
ZA: Goddammit.
ZA: Why is troll romance so weird.
ZA: And wait flushed for Page what.

[anguis]

NA: It'ss the pity.
NA: Gotta sstop with the pity.
NA: You might give ssomeone the wrong fucking idea.
NA: There are two main emotionss for uss.
NA: Hate and pity.
NA: Hate iss for blackrom obvioussly.
NA: And pity iss resserved for the flusshed quadrant.
NA: And c'mon you're sso fucking obviouss about it.
NA: Every time you're like oh I'm going to ssave everyone derp.
NA: You alwayss come back to Page.
NA: It'ss really cute actually.
NA: And sshe iss rather pitiable sso I really don't blame you.
NA: Though her guardian lookss very large and intimidating.
NA: Sso that may be an obsstacle.
NA: Okay that'ss it.
NA: Ssince you assked sso nicely I'm going to help you with thiss.
NA: Sso get a pen and take ssome fucking notess becausse sshit'ss about to get real.

[alexander]

ZA: Pity.
ZA: That is crazy.
ZA: And wait, are you talking about Bear?
ZA: Dude, Bear's amazing.
ZA: And wait, you guys find him intimidating?
ZA: Dear God why.
ZA: And pen what.
ZA: What are you doing?

[anguis]

NA: Bear iss the large guardian'ss name?
NA: Well the more I look at him the more.
NA: Appealing.
NA: He iss.
NA: He really iss large issn't he.
NA: Sso very large.
NA: Ahem anyway.
NA: Yess pity yess pen and sstart writing motherfucker.
NA: How to deal with a flussh-crussh 101.
NA: Lesssson one.
NA: Admit to yoursself that you are flusshed for your crussh and that it'ss not jusst a cull-worthy ssign of weaknessss.

[alexander]

ZA: Yeah, see?
ZA: Told you you'd come around.
ZA: Bear's just great in general.
ZA: And wait.
ZA: What the fuck.
ZA: You people actually die over this.
ZA: That is batshit crazy.
ZA: Well no not really.
ZA: We have loonies here too.

[anguis]

NA: He iss pretty.
NA: Great.
NA: And sstrong-looking.
NA: And large.
NA: He could've killed my lussuss with one of thosse large fisstss of hiss.
NA: Excusse me I have to go draw ssomething on my wall.

NA: Okay.
NA: Well there iss being flusshed and there iss being idiotic about protecting ssomeone for no good reasson.
NA: The latter iss cull-worthy.
NA: Or wass anyway.
NA: Maybe sstill iss.
NA: Anyway you are definitely flusshed.
NA: Okay lesssson two.
NA: Figure out why you pity her.
NA: If you do that you can move on to lesssson three.
NA: Declaring the flusshcrussh.

[alexander]

ZA: Well I really wouldn't say I find her pathetic...
ZA: But I guess I could say.
ZA: Wait.
ZA: How did we come to this topic.
ZA: What.

[anguis]

NA: No you have to continue.
NA: Thiss iss a once-in-a-lifetime oppurtunity here.
NA: I'm a downright expert on quadrantss.
NA: Kind of.
NA: Doess it matter how we got here gog.
NA: Jusst finissh what you were ssaying.
NA: But you guessss you could ssay?

[alexander]

ZA: Quadrants.
ZA: Right.
ZA: Anyway.
ZA: I guess it's because she's just a really nice girl.
ZA: Genuinely doesn't give me a load of garbage like everyone else.
ZA: Which is nice.
ZA: Plus I worry for her.
ZA: Especially learning that she's effectively fighting a bunch of Metal Gears.
ZA: Oh.
ZA: BK: ♚ Honored Player, I am going to find you, crack your head like a coconut and take out just enough of your brain to keep you relatively functioning. Then, I will tie you to strings, and have my pawns make you dance. Ribbit. When the army of Prospit falls.
BK: ♚ It's a date, Space Player. ♚

-- The Black King [BK] blocked zeusAmmon [ZA] --

ZA: Is that bad?