ugh do you do this in every conversation youre a part of like try to needle some ulterior motive a person doesnt have out of them think youve got the rubiks cube of daves inner psyche solved right wait didnt you say youre basically shit at casual conversation ok dont worry heres what you should type next
you are indeed a funny guy, my dear the lack of gravity truly paints an amusing portrait of my victorian era haunt aesthetic i shall commission the family da vinci to paint it and i shall display it proudly over the mantel i have been known to spin a few humorous yarns myself for instance, what is the situation with airplane food? wait, i don't know what an airplane is
[Morgana ... probably knows bluster when she reads it.]
the victorian era is beyond every one of the periods in time i am from, dave. most people do not seek me out without reason, my dear, though it has been quite some time since a person actually looked for me call me curious if you must, but if something truly bothers you, i am quite the listener, you will find and my advice comes free
trusting someone and heeding their advice are pretty different things dont you think i mean i trust john hes one of my best bros but the guys got completely shit taste in movies thats how i accidentally got subjected to con air is that the kind of advice youre gonna give me like the weird flowery perfume version of con air
you had nickelodeons in your time right picture like the worst dumb little film you ever made the mistake of spending five cents on and add a mullet to it but yeah ive met giselle why
no phenakistoscope, that is what we had..... a moving image, is it i have no understanding of such a thing, but i have heard of it in passing, once
[ lmao. haha. ]
i had a feeling you had she is quite the social butterfly these days, always flitting this way and that way we are acquainted because she once took my advice i believe it worked out quite well for her she is here now, yes
yeah ok so picture that whatever you just said but its got terrible hair and an entire script of cheesy one liners and a weird stuffed bunny motif thats con air in a kaleidoscope
[Dave doesn't realize he's blundered his way into what seems to be an unpleasant memory, so he'll just. keep on keeping.]
i dont get what you mean by that are you implying that youre the reason why shes here at all
arent stuffed animals quite popular? are you a stick in the mud, dave?
as for your question, it might be best if giselle herself answers that however i can promise you this much she agreed to everything that happened, and not once was she denied what she wanted
[NO. we are steering this conversation as far away from things that are plush and potentially have rumps as possible! Dave isn't even going to acknowledge it!!!!]
man even your friendly offers to give advice sound weird and cryptic as hell dont really care what sort of deal you struck though that sounds like a whole reeking heap of 'not my business' ive already forgotten what i was looking for when i texted you anyway
[he hasn't forgotten, if it weren't obvious. he's just deflecting.]
yeah i dunno conversation maybe something interesting to distract from the fact that whatever sense of normalcy this place had went out with the gravity or the fact that people are freezing up at total random youve seen it happen right
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do you do this in every conversation youre a part of
like try to needle some ulterior motive a person doesnt have out of them
think youve got the rubiks cube of daves inner psyche solved right
wait didnt you say youre basically shit at casual conversation
ok dont worry heres what you should type next
you are indeed a funny guy, my dear
the lack of gravity truly paints an amusing portrait of my victorian era haunt aesthetic
i shall commission the family da vinci to paint it
and i shall display it proudly over the mantel
i have been known to spin a few humorous yarns myself
for instance, what is the situation with airplane food?
wait, i don't know what an airplane is
[Morgana ... probably knows bluster when she reads it.]
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but she also has a stick up her ass, so: ]
the victorian era is beyond every one of the periods in time i am from, dave.
most people do not seek me out without reason, my dear, though it has been quite some time since a person actually looked for me
call me curious if you must, but if something truly bothers you, i am quite the listener, you will find
and my advice comes free
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i mean i trust john hes one of my best bros
but the guys got completely shit taste in movies
thats how i accidentally got subjected to con air
is that the kind of advice youre gonna give me
like the weird flowery perfume version of con air
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have you met a woman named giselle
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picture like the worst dumb little film you ever made the mistake of spending five cents on
and add a mullet to it
but yeah ive met giselle
why
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no
phenakistoscope, that is what we had..... a moving image, is it
i have no understanding of such a thing, but i have heard of it in passing, once
[ lmao. haha. ]
i had a feeling you had
she is quite the social butterfly these days, always flitting this way and that way
we are acquainted because she once took my advice
i believe it worked out quite well for her
she is here now, yes
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so picture that whatever you just said but its got terrible hair and an entire script of cheesy one liners
and a weird stuffed bunny motif
thats con air in a kaleidoscope
[Dave doesn't realize he's blundered his way into what seems to be an unpleasant memory, so he'll just. keep on keeping.]
i dont get what you mean by that
are you implying that youre the reason why shes here at all
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are you a stick in the mud, dave?
as for your question,
it might be best if giselle herself answers that
however i can promise you this much
she agreed to everything that happened, and not once was she denied what she wanted
[ in other words: yes. ]
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man even your friendly offers to give advice sound weird and cryptic as hell
dont really care what sort of deal you struck though
that sounds like a whole reeking heap of 'not my business'
ive already forgotten what i was looking for when i texted you anyway
[he hasn't forgotten, if it weren't obvious. he's just deflecting.]
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you were looking for something
[ morgana struggles for a moment, and then, 30 seconds later: ]
?
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conversation maybe
something interesting to distract from the fact that whatever sense of normalcy this place had went out with the gravity
or the fact that people are freezing up at total random
youve seen it happen right