Mother Gru8 is two words.
'Tidally' is a pun of totally, and t)(e 9 represents me winking, seally 3B)
Congratul8tions you have discovered how to notify someone several universes away, aren't you 8rave.
I was correcting my own mistake of territory, simultaneously offering to correct your emoticon as I have never seen any iter8ion of you, or Meenah, use that.
Congr8ul8ions, you also often threaten to travel universes over the most meager of conflicts. Either way, I am actively informing your flushed quadrant of my lack of interest in such engagement. 8ut it would seem she has a taste for my 8lood as it were, likely thanks to you.
W)(at can I say! I like my emoticons, you know, emotive!
I never threatened to visit you, yet your eagerness to perceive one speaks volumes a8out your own insecurity. You clearly lack the capacity to cultiv8te the sort of person you claim desires you; your history of a8andoned connections with the royal caste remains the only witness you need.
Not myself, I am simply a witness to the happenings of Chittr. See: My archaeological dig of the we8sites history. Did I ever claim that someone desires me? Strange. I 8elieve I keep my love life priv8. ::::) However, I do not fault this mistake or attri8ute it to you. Her taste for my 8lood was in reference to a persistence to engage with me, not a literal taste of my 8lood nor a romantic 'taste' preference. Much akin to a 8arkfish8east or other similar creature's capa8ility to detect prey using specialty receptors attuned to their environments.
Is that so, then why is your first 8reath upon this platform in the form of 8egging for pu8lic engagement to affirm your non-existent worth. My competence is self-evident to not require a form for others to fill; it is a pity, however, that your reliance on the attention of stranger exposes such a profound internal void only a single person would possess. Death certainly was not kind to you.
Hahahahahahahaha. You really are the worse of the two of us. You can't even scroll down a we8page. Either stop responding or 8lock me, I don't care which. You're just sad.
8locking you would mean you are anything outside of this convers8tion, and you are not. I am aware of what occurs to you, and it is with a neck snapped and discarded into the void in which anyone's awareness of you goes to die a second time.