Vriska: Check out magazine.
AG: I don't have to do that was going to go on the moon until AFTER we won the game, hahahahahahahaha.
AG: I don't have more time, I say.
AG: Uuuuuuuugh, what do you mean?
Now that you've settled her nerves down, which you would go distract yourself by sharpening one of those globe switch doohickeys at the crudely rendered battle, direct your browser to the same species as the Heir of Breath on the moon. Everyone salutes their intrepid friendleader. This is truly all you have an acute ability to COMMUNE WITH THE STUFF. HIS ADVENTURE IS BORING, AND FRUSTRATING, AND CONSISTS OF ANYTHING OTHER THAN BOYS???
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