dusting off an old, creaky muse

[uncutejade]

Ah mundane, we meet again. How nice of you to keep me in your thoughts. Perhaps this time you'll even have a sufficient attention span!

I won't hold my breath. But do please feel free to hold yours.

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[uncutejade]

Well, we all need a challenge now and then. You're not going to back down, are you Luke?

[ Oh no, I'm afraid this headspace isn't appropriate for children. ]

[prismshards]

If I had a choice, yes! I like my challenges to be a little less life-threatening.

[ Neither is this one, but it has a special sunshine and rainbows sanity corner. ]

What about you? Does your mun have any plans for you?

[uncutejade]

[ But you have no choice, alas. :( Jade will still keep this headspace, thank you. He's been getting a lot of reading done. ]

Not yet. Thankfully she's too busy at the moment to seriously consider anything.

Sadly she's also impulsive, so anything is possible.

[prismshards]

[ Shut uuuuuuup don't remind him. He's heard all about muns that get their muses killed or tortured or perved on. D8 ]

That's something to be grateful for. She might just have to stick with dressing rooms or those meme things. They don't seem so bad compared to being whisked away to another world.

[uncutejade]

Yes, but keep in mind that these 'memes' can also be dangerous. All that excitement at my age isn't healthy.

[ A hugging meme? The very thought nearly induces a heart attack. ]

[prismshards]

[ . . . ]

Uh huh. You're so frail and sickly that you can't use both hands to move boxes, right?

[uncutejade]

[ Took the words right out of his mouth. ]

Indeed. Not to mention hypertension, hernias, and hemorrhoids. The three H's of aging.

[prismshards]

[ So thankful he doesn't know what any of those mean. ]

You forgot the three H's of sarcasm - horseshit, hogwash, and hot air.

[uncutejade]

My, Luke-- that language!

Do you know what happens to naughty boys who swear?

[prismshards]

It wasn't that bad! [ Seriously. His vocabulary is pretty mild. Probably because of the game's rating but whatever. ]

Uh... They get stuck with sadistic friends?

[uncutejade]

Tell me Luke, do you prefer lavender or Jasmine?

[prismshards]

What? Those are flowers, aren't they?

[uncutejade]

Yes. Which can be used to fragrance soap.

[ Can you see where this is going,Luke? ]

[prismshards]

[ Probably the same place he's going: backwards. ]

Neither one! You'd probably whip out a rose-scented one anyway! [ HAH ]

[uncutejade]

I want to teach you a lesson, not scar you for life.

[prismshards]

Too late for that. Besides, since when did friends wash each others' mouths out?!

[uncutejade]

No one said anything about my mouth.

[prismshards]

You better not. That's the last thing I want to be involved with.

[uncutejade]

Then you musn't swear.

[prismshards]

I'll swear when I want, thanks. It wasn't even that bad of a word.

[ Childish? Damn right. He hates being bossed around for no (or silly) reasons. ]

[uncutejade]

My my.

Ah, to be young again...

[prismshards]

Have to wonder if you were ever young to begin with.

late forever :(

[uncutejade]

Actually...

I'm a robot.

totally okay \;u;

[prismshards]

[ Yeah okay, he's going give this idea some serious consideration. IT'S A POSSIBILITY, ALRIGHT ]

Then who built you?

[uncutejade]

Who do we know with a freaky fontech fixation?