That awkward moment, when you can't find icons for a crack puppet.

[thesmokingman]

[That man there? he was always there dear_mun. always. Sitting there with his cigarette defying all the laws of common decency.]

Of course, you won't find any pictures of me.

It's only natural. [He doesn't technically exist after all.] I'm not popular.

[He smiles, somewhere children shiver.]

As for the rest, your ... connections between strange towns, demonic law firms, weird islands, alternative dimensions...

[He stubs out his cigarette and folds his hands across his chest and just smiles.]

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screeeeeee

[slammer]

[Cough, cough. Ew, cigarette smoke. How rude- wait, what is with this sudden case of the heebie-jeebies?]

Yeah? What about alternate dimensions?

/screaming

[itstotallyaliens]

[because the mun didn't just watch One Breath last night or anything. Mulder sets his jaw and just stares]

Going to try and convince the people here they aren't real?

[/bow]

[thesmokingman]

[He smiles again] should I try?

[He knows that'd be a pointless exercise Agent Mulder.] I was going to make a comment about my own knowledge of such things.

/respectfully requests no spoilers past S2

[itstotallyaliens]

Your own knowledge. ... Which version of it, I wonder?

I didn't just raptor screech at all, nope.

[awfulsentimetal]

Smokin' is bad for you, y'know.