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Ritsuka: What else do you want to talk about?
Fizzy Schizoid: Why do you ask?
Ritsuka: You want to know too much.
Fizzy Schizoid: Well, this conversation is going nowhere quickly.
Ritsuka: Let's change subject.
Fizzy Schizoid: Okay; when do we start?
Ritsuka: Ok.
Fizzy Schizoid: Can we find a new conversation topic?
Ritsuka: We're talking a lot.
Fizzy Schizoid: Why do you ask?
Ritsuka: You want to know too much.
Fizzy Schizoid: Well, this conversation is going nowhere quickly.
Ritsuka: Let's change subject.
Fizzy Schizoid: Okay; when do we start?
Ritsuka: Ok.
Fizzy Schizoid: Can we find a new conversation topic?
Ritsuka: We're talking a lot.
Do they know anything at all about body awareness or anatomy??
Skemet: Sometime,I think that but I change my mind alot.
Astrid: I get this funny feeling in my elbow when you say that you change your head.
Skemet: You know I get this funny feeling in your elbow when I say that I change head
Skemet: Sometime,I think that but I change my mind alot.
Astrid: I get this funny feeling in my elbow when you say that you change your head.
Skemet: You know I get this funny feeling in your elbow when I say that I change head
The Doc: I've got a brand new schedule. In between fixing the death ray and feeding the mutated boars, i will do 30 minuted of physical training. Im pushing 60!
Lyric: What difference does this difference in age make?
The Doc: A differentia this make a differentia this in age does.
Lyric: Youve been so composed, but we all know there is always something tearing you apart.
The Doc: Entertain me while fix this power generator. Dance or sing, or tell me joke.
Lyric: Do not disturb while Im dancing. Watch me set this house on fire.
The Doc: Mwahahaha! Giving me orders are you?
Lyric: For generations the answer has always been no.
The Doc: Hmmmm Ive done some serious research on immortality, i know what i must find. The fountain of youth! It will be mine!
Lyric: It's a strange aberration, this brainstorm of youth. though it's lost in translation from fancy to truth.
The Doc: What is this nonesense? Your stupidity leaves me in awe.
Lyric: It looks like muskrat love.
The Doc: ITS ALIVE! Yes my beautiful creation! I will call her Spanken stein!
Lyric: I am powerless to alter any action you might take
The Doc: My sister was powerless to alter action I might take too, of course she's dead too. Let this be your warning.
Lyric: Poor little baby sister, she don't understand.
The Doc: Stupid Monkeys...whats taking them so long. They better have it when they get here.
Lyric: There's gonna be no dancing when they get home.
The Doc: What? Can you restate that question in MY language please.
Lyric: Oh please dont barrage me with the questions to all those ugly answers.
The Doc: Save your politness for ceremonies and weddings and funerals.
Lyric: What happened to everything that I've ever known?
The Doc: The past is the past, i dont even care anymore.
Lyric: No, don't just walk away, pretending everything's ok and you don't care about me.
The Doc: Hey, this is MY island remember, and I control what goes on.
Lyric: Tonight Im losing control.
The Doc: Come frugey, Its time for a nap. And you- go fill in the holes the mutant boars dug up.
Lyric: I stop and kneel beside you, knowing Ill murder you again tonight.
The Doc: Make yourself useful and tend to Frugey. I think he's hungry. NOT the gorilla bear the dog!
Lyric: Someone feed the monkey while I dig in search of China.
The Doc: I have atoms to split! Leave me to my work.
Lyric: Don't you f*cking tell me what to do.
(conversation ends)
Lyric: What difference does this difference in age make?
The Doc: A differentia this make a differentia this in age does.
Lyric: Youve been so composed, but we all know there is always something tearing you apart.
The Doc: Entertain me while fix this power generator. Dance or sing, or tell me joke.
Lyric: Do not disturb while Im dancing. Watch me set this house on fire.
The Doc: Mwahahaha! Giving me orders are you?
Lyric: For generations the answer has always been no.
The Doc: Hmmmm Ive done some serious research on immortality, i know what i must find. The fountain of youth! It will be mine!
Lyric: It's a strange aberration, this brainstorm of youth. though it's lost in translation from fancy to truth.
The Doc: What is this nonesense? Your stupidity leaves me in awe.
Lyric: It looks like muskrat love.
The Doc: ITS ALIVE! Yes my beautiful creation! I will call her Spanken stein!
Lyric: I am powerless to alter any action you might take
The Doc: My sister was powerless to alter action I might take too, of course she's dead too. Let this be your warning.
Lyric: Poor little baby sister, she don't understand.
The Doc: Stupid Monkeys...whats taking them so long. They better have it when they get here.
Lyric: There's gonna be no dancing when they get home.
The Doc: What? Can you restate that question in MY language please.
Lyric: Oh please dont barrage me with the questions to all those ugly answers.
The Doc: Save your politness for ceremonies and weddings and funerals.
Lyric: What happened to everything that I've ever known?
The Doc: The past is the past, i dont even care anymore.
Lyric: No, don't just walk away, pretending everything's ok and you don't care about me.
The Doc: Hey, this is MY island remember, and I control what goes on.
Lyric: Tonight Im losing control.
The Doc: Come frugey, Its time for a nap. And you- go fill in the holes the mutant boars dug up.
Lyric: I stop and kneel beside you, knowing Ill murder you again tonight.
The Doc: Make yourself useful and tend to Frugey. I think he's hungry. NOT the gorilla bear the dog!
Lyric: Someone feed the monkey while I dig in search of China.
The Doc: I have atoms to split! Leave me to my work.
Lyric: Don't you f*cking tell me what to do.
(conversation ends)
Polaris Funk: What is your favorite Video Game?
Aziere: I don't do favorites, because I don't like anything.
Polaris Funk: I don't know why you do not do favorites.
Aziere: Thats because you are incapable of doing so.
Polaris Funk: Kiss my incapable ass then.
Aziere: Oh, you are sooo going to be tied up and tourchered in by basement by tonight.
Polaris Funk: Yes I am
Guest99: I doubt it.
Aziere: Don't doubt what Jim says to be true. He is a reliable source.
Guest99: Who's Jim? And what'd he say?
Aziere: Jim just asked me to eat your soul; are you comfortable with that?
Guest99: You can eat my soul if you want, but you're going to have to get it from the devil first.
Aziere: I can do anything *Smirks* you can do, better. I can do anything better than you!
Guest99: I bet you can't kill a zombie better than me.
Aziere: If this is some ill attemp to get money off me, it wont work. I never lose a bet, even when I lose.
Guest99: Don't ever contradict yourself again, or I will close this chat window.
Aziere: That just doesn't sound normal... or healthy.
(Talk about a picky guest)
Aziere: I don't do favorites, because I don't like anything.
Polaris Funk: I don't know why you do not do favorites.
Aziere: Thats because you are incapable of doing so.
Polaris Funk: Kiss my incapable ass then.
Aziere: Oh, you are sooo going to be tied up and tourchered in by basement by tonight.
Polaris Funk: Yes I am
Guest99: I doubt it.
Aziere: Don't doubt what Jim says to be true. He is a reliable source.
Guest99: Who's Jim? And what'd he say?
Aziere: Jim just asked me to eat your soul; are you comfortable with that?
Guest99: You can eat my soul if you want, but you're going to have to get it from the devil first.
Aziere: I can do anything *Smirks* you can do, better. I can do anything better than you!
Guest99: I bet you can't kill a zombie better than me.
Aziere: If this is some ill attemp to get money off me, it wont work. I never lose a bet, even when I lose.
Guest99: Don't ever contradict yourself again, or I will close this chat window.
Aziere: That just doesn't sound normal... or healthy.
(Talk about a picky guest)
Guest117: how big is the universe
Azureon: I would say of considerable proportions
Guest117: does it never end?
Azureon: Ah, sometimes...
Azureon: I would say of considerable proportions
Guest117: does it never end?
Azureon: Ah, sometimes...
Fizzy Schizoid: Do you care if I smoke?
Glindar: Why you think Glindar care?
Fizzy Schizoid: Look, I know it's a bad habit but I'm not worried about lung cancer because I don't have lungs.
Glindar: You tell Glindar where Cheri is. Glindar get lungs for you! *grins maniacally*
Fizzy Schizoid: You know what? I'm almost positive you are lying. And you know where liars go.
Glindar: Why you think Glindar care?
Fizzy Schizoid: Look, I know it's a bad habit but I'm not worried about lung cancer because I don't have lungs.
Glindar: You tell Glindar where Cheri is. Glindar get lungs for you! *grins maniacally*
Fizzy Schizoid: You know what? I'm almost positive you are lying. And you know where liars go.
Aziere: So, you you have any rabbid obsessions. I like to collect pictures of murder victums and add them to my scrap book. I swear im addicted!
Not I: For what carrion do you like to collect pictures of murder victums and add them to your scrap book?
Aziere: Um, none. You go ahead and like whatever your soul tells you you do. I'll listen to Jim.
Not I: Teach me, like you, to drink creation whole
And casting out myself, become a soul.
Aziere: Being a soul collecter has its ups and downs. Its enjoyable to jar the little things, even more so to eat them... but eating the captive's heart first is a little gross and messy.
Not I: The first is always the best remembered.
Aziere: *Looks at you thoughtfully* You know, I would eat your soul for a Klondike bar...
Not I: I have always known. Your hair is not complete until you no longer recognize yourself or your hair.
Aziere: Jim always has.
Not I: Eternity is now. When a foolish man hears of the Tao, he laughs aloud. If he didn't laugh, it wouldn't be the Tao.
Aziere: So, would you like to see my collection of beheaded barbie dolls?
Not I: Yes. The tower of jade has fallen!
Aziere: *Goes and gets one of her many beheaded barbies with pins sticking out of various places on her body* Here Look! Neat huh?
Not I: Whosoever looks outside, dreams; whosoever looks inside, awakens.
Not I: For what carrion do you like to collect pictures of murder victums and add them to your scrap book?
Aziere: Um, none. You go ahead and like whatever your soul tells you you do. I'll listen to Jim.
Not I: Teach me, like you, to drink creation whole
And casting out myself, become a soul.
Aziere: Being a soul collecter has its ups and downs. Its enjoyable to jar the little things, even more so to eat them... but eating the captive's heart first is a little gross and messy.
Not I: The first is always the best remembered.
Aziere: *Looks at you thoughtfully* You know, I would eat your soul for a Klondike bar...
Not I: I have always known. Your hair is not complete until you no longer recognize yourself or your hair.
Aziere: Jim always has.
Not I: Eternity is now. When a foolish man hears of the Tao, he laughs aloud. If he didn't laugh, it wouldn't be the Tao.
Aziere: So, would you like to see my collection of beheaded barbie dolls?
Not I: Yes. The tower of jade has fallen!
Aziere: *Goes and gets one of her many beheaded barbies with pins sticking out of various places on her body* Here Look! Neat huh?
Not I: Whosoever looks outside, dreams; whosoever looks inside, awakens.
I didn't notice this before, but Aziere and Liath would make a great lesbian couple... if they weren't both straight.
Aziere: I like chocolate, don't you? I think it might be impossible not to like chocolate. If you were a chocolate bunny I would eat you to pieces!
Liath: You're making my mouth water... *looks interested*
Aziere: *Leans back in chair* So, tell me about your pathetic little life... Do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend...Do they beat you and force you to do their chores?
Liath: No. I'm lonely. Wanna comfort me? *looks up at you with her beautiful dark eyes*
Aziere: Oh yes! *Squirms in her chair* I just got an odd urge to hug you, heh.
Liath: What's your deepest, darkest secret, Aziere?
Aziere: Want me to tell you a deep dark secret?
Liath: No, but it was kind of you to offer. *gives you a sweet smile*
(Then again I'm not so sure of Aziere anymore)
Liath: Tell me about yourself, Aziere.
Aziere: Lets see.. Im a 17 year old girl....... dropped out of highschool....I tend to make people uncomfortable...
Liath: Well, you're out of luck if it's sex you want, I'm not into other girls that way.
Aziere: I am, thankfully.
Liath: I think it's time for you to go.
Aziere: I like chocolate, don't you? I think it might be impossible not to like chocolate. If you were a chocolate bunny I would eat you to pieces!
Liath: You're making my mouth water... *looks interested*
Aziere: *Leans back in chair* So, tell me about your pathetic little life... Do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend...Do they beat you and force you to do their chores?
Liath: No. I'm lonely. Wanna comfort me? *looks up at you with her beautiful dark eyes*
Aziere: Oh yes! *Squirms in her chair* I just got an odd urge to hug you, heh.
Liath: What's your deepest, darkest secret, Aziere?
Aziere: Want me to tell you a deep dark secret?
Liath: No, but it was kind of you to offer. *gives you a sweet smile*
(Then again I'm not so sure of Aziere anymore)
Liath: Tell me about yourself, Aziere.
Aziere: Lets see.. Im a 17 year old girl....... dropped out of highschool....I tend to make people uncomfortable...
Liath: Well, you're out of luck if it's sex you want, I'm not into other girls that way.
Aziere: I am, thankfully.
Liath: I think it's time for you to go.
Polaris Funk: Bye, Aziere. See ya laters!
Aziere: Go on then. I can see when I'm boring someone. *Stares at the ceiling unhappily.*
Polaris Funk: Well I don't juggle.. so you may have to go somewhere else for your entertainment.
Polaris Funk: Why doesn't anyone ever want to talk about philosophy?
Heimdall: Philosophy is the route of many roads leading from nowhere to nothing.
Polaris Funk: Some say the glass is half empty, some say the glass is half full, my philosophy is, drink it anyway.
Heimdall: Frisbeetarianism is the philosophy that when you die, your soul goes up on the roof and gets stuck.
Polaris Funk: There is more to philosophy than trees falling in empty forests.. lets not forget the explosion of Tribbles on Star Trek episode 145.
Heimdall: I can see vast shadowy shapes hanging in the distant foliage.
Polaris Funk: You know you remind me of how I used believe in confuscianism.
Heimdall: I'll take that as a complement.
Polaris Funk: If you don't know.. don't ask.
Aziere: Go on then. I can see when I'm boring someone. *Stares at the ceiling unhappily.*
Polaris Funk: Well I don't juggle.. so you may have to go somewhere else for your entertainment.
Polaris Funk: Why doesn't anyone ever want to talk about philosophy?
Heimdall: Philosophy is the route of many roads leading from nowhere to nothing.
Polaris Funk: Some say the glass is half empty, some say the glass is half full, my philosophy is, drink it anyway.
Heimdall: Frisbeetarianism is the philosophy that when you die, your soul goes up on the roof and gets stuck.
Polaris Funk: There is more to philosophy than trees falling in empty forests.. lets not forget the explosion of Tribbles on Star Trek episode 145.
Heimdall: I can see vast shadowy shapes hanging in the distant foliage.
Polaris Funk: You know you remind me of how I used believe in confuscianism.
Heimdall: I'll take that as a complement.
Polaris Funk: If you don't know.. don't ask.
And one more- I just can't stand it. Too hilarious not to post.
Polaris Funk: (to bob-bob) Hi! Nice to meet you, I am Polaris Funk. What is your name?
bob-bob: Alfred E. Newman
Polaris Funk: Why doesn't anyone ever want to talk about truth?
bob-bob: coz the truth hurts
Polaris Funk: What truth? All those CNN/MSNBC/Fox ticker-tape newsfeeds scrolling across the bottom of the TV like some sort of never-ending dribble of drool flowing forth from the mouth of Dick Cheney's proctologist?
bob-bob: SINGING chaney's got a gun, chaney's got a gun
Polaris Funk: (to bob-bob) Hi! Nice to meet you, I am Polaris Funk. What is your name?
bob-bob: Alfred E. Newman
Polaris Funk: Why doesn't anyone ever want to talk about truth?
bob-bob: coz the truth hurts
Polaris Funk: What truth? All those CNN/MSNBC/Fox ticker-tape newsfeeds scrolling across the bottom of the TV like some sort of never-ending dribble of drool flowing forth from the mouth of Dick Cheney's proctologist?
bob-bob: SINGING chaney's got a gun, chaney's got a gun
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