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[threshprince]

[Today, something strange is going on by Marcy's silo.

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[waylaidvagrant]

[You waste several minutes staring at this nonsense that you could have spent on productive mayoral duties. Way to go!]

[threshprince]

WHAT THE FUCK
OH RIGHT
I FORGOT A CARAPACE ENDED UP HERE TOO.

[waylaidvagrant]

[The gray boy's rude exclamation makes you scowl, but you wave politely none-the-less. Someone has to have manners around here, after all.]

[threshprince]

You ignore the carapace. Manners are for other people.

[waylaidvagrant]

[Did that not human just ignore you? Intolerable! You pull out your computing device to offer him some firm but polite etiquette lessons.]

>excuse me, sir gray boy.
>you seem to have missed my mannerly greeting.
>i offer you a second polite and friendly hello.
>respectfully requesting that you return it in kind.

[threshprince]

WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF BULLSHIT IS THIS?

[waylaidvagrant]

>this is not that thing you said.
>it is an affable exchange between two genteel persons.
>or perhaps one genteel person and one rather rude one.

[threshprince]

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU EVEN TALKING ABOUT.

[waylaidvagrant]

>i am talking about manners and how you are lacking them.

[threshprince]

FUCK OFF.

[waylaidvagrant]

>you are only becoming ruder by the moment boy!
>cease and desist!

[threshprince]

DO I LOOK LIKE A GIVE A MUSCLEBEAST'S STEAMING LOAD ABOUT BEING RUDE?

> Forget your manners

[waylaidvagrant]

[Oh, it is ON. Your manners are going right out the window.]

>YOU LOOK LIKE A STUPID BOY WHO HAS NEVER READ AN ETIQUETTE BOOK LET ALONE EATEN ONE!
>ALSO YOUR HORNS LOOK DUMB AND NUBBY!