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[olwe]

This fucker dun' seem so bad, n'shit. Even tho' he did try t'kill a buncha my relatives back w' that whole kinslayin' shit in Alqualonde. Meh, fuck it. Yo, Celegorm! Want a joint?

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Sorry about that other shit.

[celegorm]

Shit, man. Yah!

'Sup?

Re: Sorry about that other shit.

[olwe]

*passes a joint*

Eh, not much. Jus' hanging around, tryin' ta figure out what the shit happened t'all my fuckin' stash on the coast. Gettin' a ride t'the White City tomorrow. Yeh. You?

Re: Sorry about that other shit.

[celegorm]

Thanks, man.

Not much. I'm like going to Iceland to check some shit out and meet some people. And knitting. And trying to like not kill people and do that whole mayhem thing and shit like that. It's been one uphill fuckin' battle, though.

Re: Sorry about that other shit.

[olwe]

Meh, people say I'm a forgiver. 'S what I do, y'know?

Fuck, here's my ride. Gotta ge' out to the White City, n'shit. Later.

[nimlothdoriath]

And then of course, there were all those relatives of yours he killed in Doriath. But yeah, fuck it.

Pfft.

[olwe]

Eh, yeh, but y'know, he don't seem so fuckin' bad now. Maybe second chances are deserved, n'shit?

[nimlothdoriath]

Hmm.... *thinks about it* No.

Not that it has anything to do with anything, but where did you pick up that accent?

[olwe]

Eh? Always been like this, y'know? Fuckin' came with the existance, n'all.