
Doc Scratch
@thegoodScratchdoctor
Your viewing this was, of course, inevitable. Nevertheless, it is my duty as an excellent host to welcome you to this page.
It is odd. I’ve never viewed my inability to stop thinking as a problem before. Hm.
I am still Doc Scratch.
I do not. *Like* feeling tired.
Ah, a reunion. How lovely. I say with vitriol.
I am going to operate in the assumption that will not become a problem.
How…did they manage…
It seems I have a new opportunity to prove myself to him.
My favorite part of this chapter, is of course when [spoilers redacted]. …hm. That is odd.
My talents are being wasted.
…Good for him, I suppose.
I am an excellent guardian.
I am being utilized for. Knowledge regarding a diner. Hm. Whatever my lord wishes.
What a delightful new addition to the user base.
This will take a very short amount of time to clean up.
“I am His Messenger,” the daemon said. As in contempt he struck his master’s head.
You may think she’s gone insane…



























