Thoughts and ideas.

[heroiccia]

Dude, mun. What's a 2P, and why are ya thinking about making one for me? I'm to awesome too make any changes to!

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ever so late, but I couldn't resist ;A;

[ex_isles478]

What are you nattering on about now?

No worries!

[heroiccia]

Iggy~! My mun's thinking of making a 2P me, and I don't know what that is.

[ex_isles478]

Well, don't look to me for answers.

[He'd really prefer to know as little about these things as possible, but alas.]

[heroiccia]

But-but you're so old that you've gotta know something!

[ex_isles478]

[Why does he even talk to you again, America?]

Oh? Three hundred and some years seems to have done you no good.

[heroiccia]

[Because they're bros?]

You're way older than three hundred!

[ex_isles478]

[Sigh.]

That's not the point.

[heroiccia]

It's not?

[ex_isles478]

[The point is that he is NOT OLD. :|]

Can't you simply ask your mun the meaning of the word?

[heroiccia]

[Sure, he can keep telling himself that all he wants.]

But I did! And he still hasn't told me~!

[ex_isles478]

Then look it up for yourself. It can't be that difficult.

[heroiccia]

I don't have a computer though.

[ex_isles478]

You don't? Why not?

[heroiccia]

'Cause I don't carry one around all the time?

[ex_isles478]

And here I was under the impression that that was all you spent your time on.

[Aside from bothering him, of course.]

[heroiccia]

Pff, no! I'm not like you!

[ex_isles478]

[GLARING. What is that supposed to imply.]

[notthewife]

America...did you get into my salmiakki ice cream again?

I don't know what this P2 thing is, but maybe you're over reacting a bit?

[heroiccia]

Huh? Um, no?

And I'm not! My mun is starting to think my 2P is more badass than me!

[notthewife]

Okay, good. No one seems to like it anyway.

Wow, he must really talk more than you, then. That's not a bad thing, but you know it might be a little scary seeing another version of you running around. I mean, sometimes one is enough.

[heroiccia]

Mun's been telling me that it's kinda like an evil Spock. So how's that better! I just beat up a werewolf with my bare hands a few moments ago.

[notthewife]

Spock? Oh, you mean that character from one of your science fiction shows? But, he'll have facial scars and a goatee? There's not much difference between the two, I thought.

/Really/ now? I don't know if I should believe you on that. At least you aren't dealing with zombies

[heroiccia]

There's a huge differance dude! [One of them has a goatee and is evil.]

Well ya should! I'm kicking the damn things furry ass! No, but I do have to deal with some sadistic fairies and corrupt highschool.

[notthewife]

I think it's not the same. Just facial hair.

I-I don't want to be mean, Alfred, but do you have a way to prove this? I'm going to be sniping zombies here soon, I can feel it. I would rather deal with that than what I will be going through.

[heroiccia]

Well I do in game... [Wait.] Did you just say zombie!

[notthewife]

Yes, I said zombie.

And gouls and ghosts and other monsters. My mun is a mean girl and put me in a survival horror game.

[heroiccia]

[He's just gonna block out that part about ghosts.]

Dude you're so freaking lucky!

[notthewife]

...I don't think you realize what's going on, America.

I-I'd rather be with Flower Egg.

[heroiccia]

Who's Flower Egg?

[notthewife]

...the white dog that followed me home.

Her name is Flower Egg. Though, Sweden didn't allow me to name her Bloody Flower Egg, so she's stuck with most of the name.

[heroiccia]

Oh yeah! That little guy!

[notthewife]

...girl.

But, she's the nicest friend ever.

[crumpets]

You should be more gracious to your writer for paying attention to you, dear.

[heroiccia]

But girl England~! It's not going to be me though.

[crumpets]

A shame, that. [ hear that america?

that is sarcasm. ] Perhaps it won't be quite as bad as you think, dear.

[heroiccia]

But it is! It's gonna be really bad, I just know it~!