@aeneasCaldarium can wwe go to mcmaggots the slaughterfeud misery meal collab is out
It vwould be quite a lot more impressiwve than the little vwriggler toys you are collecting novw.
hey leave him the fuck alone let him have his tchotchkes
wwhat the fuck do ya think youre doin sat this is consanguine business uniquely suited to those a the ampora predilection stay outta this besides hes totally right
Stay out of this. It is a family matter. His little "tchotchkes" are a stain on his and my reputation.
i don't give a rats ass if you think he's right you get to stand up for your toys sometimes dumb little shit is important in life don't let anyone take that from you least of all someone else's fuckin projected hot air balloon sense a pride.
hahahaha yeah it's always a family matter, innit. keep it all in the family can't let anyone know you SIT. your poor reputation that fragile, dual? can't handle it? gonna cry? gonna NOT cry an go all "this is most unbecoming of our royal we" about it till you get a pusher attack?
You are pathetic to think your taunting has an effect on me. I vwould expect someone that apparently has associations wvith our kind to understand this. Perhaps you havwe been mingling wvith the wvrong Amporas, pathetic ones vwith vweak spines, if you think a little teasing wvill get beneath my skin. Simply I am trying to keep my descendant from becoming a pansy bitch. He does not need to play vwith toys for vwrigglers. He is a molted adult troll, he should collect wvar machines, not their plastic replicas.
it's not teasing. if speakin my mind doesn't get to you, whatever, fine by me. i don't even expect what i'm sayin to get through but someone's got to say it. maybe if you worried a little less about whether we're panSy biTCHeS an a little more introspection about why it bothers you so fucking much that your kids aren't xerox copies a you you might actually feel less fuckin terrified of what it says about you that your blood being less than the perfect soldier.
I don't givwe a rats ass if my "kids" aren't perfect copies of me. But wvhat I don't wvant them to be is pathetic, covwardly little vwretches that dress up in frilly skirts, play vwith toys and pap around like wvarm blankets. Ruthless. They need to be ruthless. Perfect soldiers? No, I don't need that. But wveak, jelly spined freaks and vwoke little land dwveller sympathizers? Should hawve been culled at hatching.