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You made me an account.
You made me an account!?
Who the hell goes and makes me an account? You don't even know my name! I don't even know my name! Okay, okay, I do know my name, but the thing is, it hasn't been revealed, it's not likely to be revealed, we don't even know if PHG isn't my real name. I mean, there's weirder things back home, hey. Starting with my friend, The Sphinx, who is like basically the coolest person/entity I know but come on, she's been around for over half a millennia.
Do you even have any plans for me? Up there it says in bold letters just how you plan to do nothing with me, hey. What's the point then? Like, am I going to be one of those voices in your head that rambles about shit you're going through and give you a different opinion about stuff like? Because you could've probably picked a better Jiminy, I'm just saying. Bad move girl, the best advice I could give to you was not to worry too much about screwing everything a hundred times over if the one hundredth and one time you do it right, but then again that's basically my life philosophy, and sort of yours too. I guess I can see the appeal? Still, I insist that this is totally uncalled for. I'm no hero, I hardly make it through life without being pulled into other dimensions and screwing with the fundamental laws of the universe. Plus I'm pretty pathetic without my friends around. Go find me The Sphinx or Ethel and then we can talk. Or rather I can flail like an idiot and you can consider just what I could be useful for. But I'm telling you, that's fighting a losing battle, and I know lots about those.
Do you get what I mean?
You made me an account!?
Who the hell goes and makes me an account? You don't even know my name! I don't even know my name! Okay, okay, I do know my name, but the thing is, it hasn't been revealed, it's not likely to be revealed, we don't even know if PHG isn't my real name. I mean, there's weirder things back home, hey. Starting with my friend, The Sphinx, who is like basically the coolest person/entity I know but come on, she's been around for over half a millennia.
Do you even have any plans for me? Up there it says in bold letters just how you plan to do nothing with me, hey. What's the point then? Like, am I going to be one of those voices in your head that rambles about shit you're going through and give you a different opinion about stuff like? Because you could've probably picked a better Jiminy, I'm just saying. Bad move girl, the best advice I could give to you was not to worry too much about screwing everything a hundred times over if the one hundredth and one time you do it right, but then again that's basically my life philosophy, and sort of yours too. I guess I can see the appeal? Still, I insist that this is totally uncalled for. I'm no hero, I hardly make it through life without being pulled into other dimensions and screwing with the fundamental laws of the universe. Plus I'm pretty pathetic without my friends around. Go find me The Sphinx or Ethel and then we can talk. Or rather I can flail like an idiot and you can consider just what I could be useful for. But I'm telling you, that's fighting a losing battle, and I know lots about those.
Do you get what I mean?