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The more I ask myself why I've decided to go to this masquerade ball, the more ridiculous the whole idea becomes. On the other hand, I become even more determined to show up.
This, my acquaintances, is boredom at its finest.
I could take down that dinosaur or whatever it is in about five minutes. Oddly enough, that's something I can talk myself out of. I probably shouldn't. However, like the ball, it's not going to stop me. Or is going to stop me, as the case may be. Huh.
Too stubborn for my own good, I suppose. I hope I'm not too stubborn for anyone else's well-being too.
I'm just wondering, has anyone been hurt by that large creature?
You really are needling for an excuse to do it, aren't you?
Wake up and smell the Bajar Glove. You're one for saving the day, not postponing it.
Do it. Go on. Go on, go on, do it.
Doooooooooooooo iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit.
The last time I listened to a talking computer, I got in trouble for destroying government property.
Do it do it do it do it do it do it do it do it do i- did you just pull the power cord? On a laptop?
I can wait fifteen minutes.
Civilizations have fallen quicker than that.
*ahem* Residents of the city, there is a Met-
[[OOC: She just shot the laptop. The computer was egging her on to get her suit on, and there's only one weapon she has that shoots, so...the computer kinda won there. Fucking Vista.]]
This, my acquaintances, is boredom at its finest.
I could take down that dinosaur or whatever it is in about five minutes. Oddly enough, that's something I can talk myself out of. I probably shouldn't. However, like the ball, it's not going to stop me. Or is going to stop me, as the case may be. Huh.
Too stubborn for my own good, I suppose. I hope I'm not too stubborn for anyone else's well-being too.
I'm just wondering, has anyone been hurt by that large creature?
You really are needling for an excuse to do it, aren't you?
Wake up and smell the Bajar Glove. You're one for saving the day, not postponing it.
Do it. Go on. Go on, go on, do it.
Doooooooooooooo iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit.
The last time I listened to a talking computer, I got in trouble for destroying government property.
Do it do it do it do it do it do it do it do it do i- did you just pull the power cord? On a laptop?
I can wait fifteen minutes.
Civilizations have fallen quicker than that.
*ahem* Residents of the city, there is a Met-
[[OOC: She just shot the laptop. The computer was egging her on to get her suit on, and there's only one weapon she has that shoots, so...the computer kinda won there. Fucking Vista.]]