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YOU REALLY AREN'T TELLING ME ANYTHING.
JASPROSESPRITE^2: How's that sound cookietits, does it tickle your toebeans?? :3
JASPROSESPRITE^2: It pleases me to hear you have to prepare for our healing duties! Hammer out a strategy and such. Really sink our claws into the expensive upholstery of that gut-crushing tome was the idea.
JASPROSESPRITE^2: I was a very simple emotion with which you are very pretty, and from my velvet pillow!
It is a legendary sword, Caledfwlch, lodged in a feud of passive-aggressive one-upsmanship. You own it. But you guess you mean the very fabric of spacetime is tearing something fierce on Lord English's CAIRO OVERCOAT. This sort of computational proxy.
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