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Cookie? | |
*gives plate of cookies* Cookie. :3 | |
If you don't play in Sabbat, Gargoyle, or Boris, go back to Japan. | |
But but... I live in Victorian England! D: | |
Well I live in the Georgian era, so enjoy. | |
I do enjoy it immensely. :3 | |
... *closes door, waits a few seconds, opens door again, finally asks* | |
Are you a actual doctor? If so please go away, the red mask tells me you could be a evil one. | |
Would you like some tea? | |
You must be the garbage man. | |
You have some "garbage" for me to take? | |
That and more. I am The All-in-One and The One-in-All! I am Yog-Sothoth!
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The same Yog-Sothoth that knows the gate? and the very same one that is the gate? | |
Care for a toastie? They're fresh out of the Foreman. | |
Care for a cookie? They're fresh out of the oven. :3 | |
Then get rid of that smug, anime look and get your overcoat and top hat back on. | |
That's not the polite way to talk to a person of the Victorian era. | |
I know right? Manners manners. ;~; | |
Shocking isn't it? Would you care to join me for a cup of tea whilst we talk about factory business? | |
Stop kicking my trashcans you red devil! | |
NO! They're my bins. | |
You shouldn't steal bins, the bin-men might get angry. | |
But but...ok *sniffle* | |
Still ruining garbage day I see. | |
I can't even open my door. There's a brick wall in the way. | |
Get away from me, I'm not a baby seal! | |
We can arrange that. *constructs DNA modifier* <.< | |
Meanwhile in the states, there was a Civil War and genocide against the natives. | |
*throw salt on it* | |
*sprinkles salt on tikka* | |
Is it that time again? | |
*opens door* ... Hat for sunglasses? | |
A time to celebrate good health! *sprinkles more spices* | |
I'll prepare the cake! :3 | |
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*grabs seizured lion and gives him steaks* LIVE! D: