fawful y dont u talk normally

[beefless]

You know what this is to be becoming, Mun? Fawful shall tell you! Progress!

Progress, like many burning spices of rage mingling upon the dish of good choices to create the best of decisions like a delectable dish of disaster!

A dish of wrath, fawful's wrath, which will roast the tongues of those who dare taste it!

I HAVE ANTICIPATION!!! Furururururu!

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[doctor_insano]

You look familiar... Why is that...

Wait! Is that my spare pair of goggles?! Give them back!

[beefless]

Goggles? Fawful has no goggles of yours.

These are prescription!

[doctor_insano]

You need them to see?! And what else are they good for?

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[ ?

She just stares, confusedly.]

[beefless]

Yes? Are you in awe?

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Awe

That's...one word for it.]

Actually, I can't understand what you're saying.

[beefless]

Oh? It is no fault of fawful's if comprehension is defunct. Elaboration for the simple is not of his style.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[She is not simple.]

And speaking like that is stupid.

[beefless]

Oh? But it is better to say smart things stupid than speak stupidly stupid, stupid.

That is to say, your words are the plainest of dishes served on a paper plate of boring!

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[ SHING

A blade slides out of her sleeve and it's now pointed at Fawful.]

Actions speak louder than words.

[beefless]

Fight, you say? Ah - the words of Fawful cut far too deep it appears.

But fight we shall not.

These clothes are freshly dry cleaned. Far too spick and span for rough housing!

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[She...understands. As a warrior she cant fight someone that will not fight.</small] Alright, fair enough.