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[dieu_etmondroit]

...This is not my house. America, if this is your idea of a joke I'm not laughing. I'm not laughing at all.

And what the hell is with these pictures!? It's just like you to take things to far, isn't it? I'm not standing for it this time, you twit! Come out! And give me back my bloody clothes!

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[mayfield_mods]

Nobody laughs at America, son. Greatest nation under the son, and don't you forget it!

[dieu_etmondroit]

Just who the hell are you supposed to be!?

[mayfield_mods]

I'm your neighbor! John Smith, at your service.

[dieu_etmondroit]

You're not my neighbor and I don't live here.

[hell_inmyhead]

... W-Why would a country be laughing at you...?

[dieu_etmondroit]

Because its what he does.

Who is this?

[hell_inmyhead]

... He?

Um... m-my name is Chrona...

[dieu_etmondroit]

Yes, he.

Chrona, then. Look, you can drop the innocent act. What's that bastard paying you people to do this?

[tuppingl1berty]

Never thought I'd be so bloody happy over something as simple as another Englishman.

[dieu_etmondroit]

For better or for worse, it's good to hear something familiar in such a depraved place.

[tuppingl1berty]

So has someone explained our unfortunate situation to you yet?

[dieu_etmondroit]

More or less. Some bastard's gone and kidnapped us all and had the nerve to strip me of my magic.

[choosemetolive]

Who are you?

[dieu_etmondroit]

Arthur Kirkland. And who might you be?

[choosemetolive]

You're not like the others, are you? You're human, right?

[dieu_etmondroit]

If by others you mean those brainless morons running about this place, then no I'm not like them.