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[f_o_o_l]

[Excalibur only has one thing to say to his player...]

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You are awesome

[cape_and_wizard_hat]

The Great and Powerful Trixie must agree with you on the matter that the majority of mundanes prove themselves to be incompetent.

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[f_o_o_l]

[He is already speaking by the time she gets to the word 'majority'.]

FOOL!

[f_o_o_l]

What right do you have to speak of incompetence? Tell me, how many stars are on your hat?

[cape_and_wizard_hat]

[Woah, okay. Did she just... did someone just interrupt her? While she was speaking?]

The Great and Powerful Trixie must insist you wait your turn to speak, as she was, you know, saying something. 'Tis a vile act to commit. But if you must know, Trixie will generously overlook your transgressions against her this one time and allow you to hear that there are seventeen stars on her hat.

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[f_o_o_l]

[Yeah, he's doing it again about the time of 'transgressions'.]

FOOL!

[f_o_o_l]

How dare you claim seventeen stars. Why, my legend dates back to the twelfth century, you know?

[And he starts to twirl his cane as he speaks.]

Yes, the number seventeen played a vital role in my legend... I can remember it clearly, it was around the time of Sherlock Holmes' greatest case.

[There's a dramatic pause before he's clearly about to tie up what Sherlock has to do with seventeen, before:]

[f_o_o_l]

And that's why hot-dogs are no longer tolerated in my presence!

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[cape_and_wizard_hat]

[What.]

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[cape_and_wizard_hat]

D- don't you dare interrupt The Great and Powerful Trixie ever again, foal! She demands you to apologize for your vile transgressions, or else!

[This time, she summons up a storm cloud behind her and makes it strike lightning as to be more intimidating.]

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[f_o_o_l]

[She'll never get a full sentence out, as he's interrupting forever.]

FOOL!

[f_o_o_l]

[A pause.

...

...A longer pause.

Silence.]

[f_o_o_l]

FOOL!

[cape_and_wizard_hat]

[You know what? She's just going to get in this thing's face and use a vocal amplification spell.]

Apologize or else!

[f_o_o_l]

[His cane comes swishing up at high speed to nearly poke her eye out.]

Number 67 of the 1000 provisions required to be my meister, you shall always have breath mints on hand.

[Was he insulting her breath? Or just saying something random? Hard to tell.]

[cape_and_wizard_hat]

[About that cane... It's now being ripped out of Excalibur's hands and tossed aside by Trixie's magic.]

Trixie demands you not to carry anything larger or harder than a Celestia-darned leaf off a twig. Furthermore, her breath is as pristine and dazzling as her performances.

And that is but one more thing you are going to apologize for.

...


...Well? Trixie is Waiting!

[f_o_o_l]

[He stares.

And stares.

And the cane is suddenly back in his hand because Excalibur is somehow hax as well as annoying.]

FOOL! What right have you to touch me? My legend dates back to the twelfth century, you know!

[cape_and_wizard_hat]

[And the cane gets flung again. And she's just going to continue on and on if the white thing tries to interrupt her. She WILL have the upper hand, and she WILL get some respect out of this thing.]

Trixie touches whoever whenever, so she demands you to deal with it, foal! She cares not for any of your little silly legends, either! Nopony does. But you know why everypony cares much more about than some annoyingly vile white thing? 'Tis the very mare gracing your eyes with her presence! She has not only defeated a various many type of creature, ranging from cockatrice to manticore, to swarms of insects, to even the Dreaded Ursa Major itself! She has braved many an ancient ruin to bring the populace many an artifact of power and intrigue! She has visited places a many, some that nopony besides Trixie has! She's...

The Grrrreat and Powerful Trrrrixiie!

[She rears up in a theatrical pose, fireworks shooting up from behind her and exploding in many dazzling colors.]

[ineuphony]

Oh, good grief...

[f_o_o_l]

You there! Meister! Do you wish to hear my legend?

[ineuphony]

( WALKS IN ANOTHER DIRECTION. )

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[f_o_o_l]

[RUDE, WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE ESCAPING TO?

Excalibur is SUDDENLY right in front of her, waving his cane right in her face.]

[f_o_o_l]

FOOL! That is not the direction one walks to enlightenment.

[ineuphony]

I don't want enlightenment from you.

[perfectorder]

[why.

WHY.

though yes he would agree that the mun is a fool. a poor pitiful fool. god bless your soul.]

[f_o_o_l]

Aha! You have returned to claim me at last!

[His flowers arrived then. Clearly Kid must have been so overcome with gratitude at the gesture, and realised he missed the glory of Excalibur.]

[perfectorder]

[NOPE. NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE.]

You are gravely mistaken.

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[5055034455]

[This face.]

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[f_o_o_l]

[This face. Wink and everything.]

[doctor_insano]

Well, that's very direct, isn't it.

[lendmestrength]

[ Seeing new things every day out here. ]

What... makes them foolish?

[scytheyouout]

[Just this face. Forever.]

[sickle_spirit]

What the grub-munching fuck are you?

[reaperchop]

...I don't think your mundane is a fool, just very unfortunate.

[231_7]

...what are you? [Childlike wonder is overriding the fact she hates his yelling.]

[misterdespair]

[This look. :| ]

[idkworldruler]

...FOOL!

[hahanotscared]

FOOL! [She giggles]

[symmetrophile]

[Obviously, there is only one expression of utter revulsion reserved for occasions such as this, and Kid engages this like Pavlov's dog salivates at the sound of a bell.

Get Excalibur. Produce general feelings of disgust and aversion.]

Let's not encourage him, Patti.