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[ladybirdshit]

My, that went well! Happy breakfast montage and all of that. Birds and bees and rainbows, everything is nice, but then the pirate showed up. Nobody died, at least! Good job, guys.

Continue the great work and walk around the FARMS if you want. It's nice and you don't have the fog babies on your asses. Enjoy the sunset. You can take some time to talk about where you're going next too.

[ mission: keep being nice you dicks. ]

Comments

[inhere]

You ought to pay more mind to your choice of words.

[cabineyes]

A fair point.

[inhere]

[hm.

might as well be blunt. she's bored enough. so to speak]

How did you lose your hand?

[cabineyes]

[ yeah now you ask. ]

I lost it to a monster.

A vile crocodile.

[inhere]

[monster. he said monster.

her eyes are on him instantly.]

[cabineyes]

It is true that I miss my hand, but I'm almost starting to prefer this one.

[ admires the hook in the sunlight. ]

[inhere]

Good for you. [said warily.] How did you make it out alive?

[cabineyes]

I may have lost my hand but I still had my wits with me.

Soon the creature realized it had somewhere else to be.

[inhere]

[oh. that's it

you're a lucky bastard]

Did you sell your soul afterwards?

[it makes sense in her world. People sell their souls to gain power to fight the monsters, thus becoming sulfur slaves.]