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[scimitar]

Yoohoooooo, munny! It's been a while, innit? Too long.

Look, I know ya been busy ignorin' me 'n stuff playin' with various nerds an' losers alike, but c'mon. No more lame excuses! Ya can't forget yer first love, can ya? [except this isn't the case at all] I knew ya'd come crawlin' back eventually— cuz that's me, right...?!

Now go brush up on some history, reread some ancient as fuck threads, canon review etc, whatever it takes not to make a goddamn embarrassment outta yerself. [late for that] We've been through this, we can get through this again, no prob'...!

So, chop chop! Time's a-wastin'!

Comments

[canadienne]

I doubt she's ignoring you on purpose at least- sometimes the muns just get caught up in whoever they're playing and they forget about who they used to play...

[scimitar]

Forget me? Are you kiddin' me?

She was totally jus' bein' a twat an' ignorin' me, no questions asked—!

[canadienne]

M-maybe 'forget' was the wrong word, I guess. Maybe 'change of priorities' works better?

[scimitar]

But why?! No way that makes a lick 'a sense.

[canadienne]

Hah? What do you mean? She just shifted her attention to other muses for a while- i-it makes perfect sense, doesn't it?

[eyeforaneye]

[ ... ]

Before you try to say anything smart, which is already unlikely, know that I'm not here because I want to be. It's something the mundane insisted upon.

1/2

[scimitar]

It's cool! I already know I'm a charming bastard, don' need none 'a yer shitty arguments to the contrary!

[scimitar]

SO! Now that we've gotten yer general assholery outta the way!

How's it goin', punk.

[eyeforaneye]

With or without you, the same as could be expected. [ Worse. Considerably worse right now. ]

You're a difficult person to have around so I don't anticipate this conversation changing anything for the better. It's a little pathetic that you've been trapped hiding in someone's head, also. You should be aware of this.

[scimitar]

Hidin'...? Don' go victim-blamin' now, man, it ain't cool. Blame those around me!!

But I'll concede— like somethin' on dear_mun is gonna change anythin', of all places.

[pullsheavendown]

Hey, I remember you. You're the guy who first owned my coffeehouse.

1/2

[scimitar]

[HOLY NOSTALGIA.



but we did tag this 'sirenspull', didn't we, teehee.]

[scimitar]

[better dodge that incoming bearhug, roxas, because it's coming right at you.]

'Eyyy, kiddo! That's right: I'm that guy!! You gotten business-savvy yet?

[pullsheavendown]

[Well, someone still has the tag tracked...

OOF. It's a good thing he's gotten better at hugs over the last couple of years or he'd be confused and squashed instead of just squashed.]

Uh, yeah! I think so, at least. Didi and Mr. Armando helped me out for a long time, and it turned out to be a really successful place! We had a poetry slam and everything.

[scimitar]

Didi 'n Mr. Armando...? Friends 'a yers, yeah?

[excellent, mission accomplished.]

I'd say it's cuz 'a my magic business touch, 'least in the beginning, but sounds like ya really pulled yer own weight with it...!

[warofstraydog]

Maybe she's ignorin' ya because yer the nerd and a big fat los'r. Ya big fat los'r.

Good on ya, mun! Ignorin' da smelly bastard because he's a big nerd!

[scimitar]

—But she ain't ignorin' me anymore!! So yer point's invalid an' ya jus' sound retarded instead.

[warofstraydog]

Yo, doesn't mean yer not a smelly loser. Cause ya still rank like shit!

[scimitar]

That's you. It only started smellin' like that when you came 'long!

See, no one else's complained.

[masr]

[ eyeroll. you never change, türkiye. ]

[scimitar]

[nope]

Mısırrrrrrr! Been way, way too long, yeah!!

[snjoland]

You've been ignored for good reason.

[scimitar]

Awww, lookit! 'S the Young Master, too.

It's a party—!

[snjoland]

Just stop talking.

[scimitar]

What'samatter? Wrong side 'a the bed today?

Ya should should be OVERJOYED to see me!