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Muse is unhappy about mun's imagination
Time and again, you refuse to listen to me; now you leave me little choice but to broadcast this message on this site for all to hear. Surely, my words would penetrate your thick skull this way; you would prefer my words over my bullets, mun. Trust me. I will tell you this once:
Stop. Imagining me. As Discord's. Servant. Immediately.
You forget that I am my own woman, an emperor! I am a servant to no one. You continue to imagine me "going berserk" and unleashing my power on the unsuspecting people around me. For what cause other than your simple-minded amusement? We both know what happened the last time I didn't keep everything in check...
...so I'm picking up your slack, once again. Enough with this foolish notion; it equates to nothing more than terrible fanfiction.
Stop. Imagining me. As Discord's. Servant. Immediately.
You forget that I am my own woman, an emperor! I am a servant to no one. You continue to imagine me "going berserk" and unleashing my power on the unsuspecting people around me. For what cause other than your simple-minded amusement? We both know what happened the last time I didn't keep everything in check...
...so I'm picking up your slack, once again. Enough with this foolish notion; it equates to nothing more than terrible fanfiction.
