Unfortun8tely it appears those who hail from my era are utterly 8raindead. I had considered this a place to potentially increase connections with those from a time now since a8olished into legend 8ut the individuals who come through are no less as childish.
I am, at the moment, still not at the liberty to return. But if you are so desperate to attempt to see me “contribute” to such a thing, perhaps I will hold my own event, one where we can both…contribute.
That is the realis8tion, although I find even 8y the standards in which I remem8er my timeline iter8tions, these ones in comparison seem completely devoid of common sense and plagued 8y the teenage o8session with copul8tion more than anything.
wwell it dont really help that at some point twween your stretch a time an mine they banned anyone older than ten swweeps offa the face of alternia so it became in essence a hatchplanet literally riddled wwith wwrigglers tryna maintain some semblance of a structured society
You would not even 8e a8le to reach my knee cap, let alone move me in any way that matters. Stuffing will 8urn faster than any skin, and when I'll eventually survive I'll have my eye on something else of yours.
It seems you mistake me for an ordinary puppet, with all the disadvantages that entails. You may continue to believe that is the truth if you wish, but I would highly advise against it for your continued wellbeing.
I know what you are, you are nothing if not a means to an end. Then allow me to move your mortuary d8te closer.
Bold words, Captain. We will see if you can, as they say, back them up when the time comes.
Yes, that was The Summoner’s doing. He was a Cavalreaper who served under the Empress, ratted the re8ellion fleets out, killed me in a snivelling cowardly, 8ehind the 8ack way and then the Empress ended up throwing him to the dogs regardless.