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[faileh]

[itp: a derp. with a tape measure and a sketchpad, with squiggly lines and numbers and math at the bottom.]

So how high...

I mean, no one would get hurt, just compensate speed, right? I should space them farther.

Crap, damn pencil.

((then i started installing something that's taking forever and eating all my system memory I'LL BE BACK.))

Comments

[stillyouridol]

[You are disturbing me while I talk to this tiny stuffed mouse. Side eyeing you.]

[stillyouridol]

If you're having to adjust for speed and taking into account whether people will get injured or not, don't you think you should find a professional?

[faileh]

...I'm gonna check with Tony.

[you are kicking the puppy]

[stillyouridol]

[Wouldn't the puppy feel worse if some kid broke their arm on his obstacle course? I'M HELPING. See, my asshole behavior has a purpose...]

--Tony?

[faileh]

Uh, my-- I mean. He's really good at this stuff, that's the one I'm learning from.

[stillyouridol]

[Ears forward at the comment direction change 8Da]

He's your...?

[faileh]

.....teach...er?

[stillyouridol]

[Sllllyyy look? :>?]

Oh?

[faileh]

--hey whoa no! Uncle, okay? Just don't tell him.

[stillyouridol]

...Uncle. So he doesn't know he's related to you?

[Mmmmmmmmhm, skeptical.]

[faileh]

Well we're not related.

[stillyouridol]

. . . [This is getting creepy :Ia]

[faileh]

...what. What's the face.

[stillyouridol]

...So--

Er.

[faileh]

Do you just always jump to the worst thing? My whole family's dead, the people I care about here sort of... became it. He'd just be weirded out I think of him that close, he's an arms length guy.

[stillyouridol]

Well why didn't you just say that?