oops sorry i mean tthe server

Oh, I don’t control that. You’d have to ask the pony running the server.

Why did that Anon call you Incidental Unicorn #2?
Anonymous

Couldn’t tell you.

Can’t say I care either.

so how far you into skyrim. what quests (no spoilers)

Not very. I think I’ve only done two quests.

Only even been to two towns, and only around half of the second so far.

How are you doing, Incidental Unicorn #2?
Anonymous

As well as I was the last time you asked.

Just more Skyrim-y than before.

What's your favorite breakfast food?
Anonymous
Did you know that I am actually Soundoflonesomeness?
Anonymous

I only know that if I get a message from that account.

is the stream broken, I can't get in :c

Uh… I’ve never streamed before.

Heh. I think, that that sounded just a tad too... Um... Insightful? From what you've wrote, I've assumed, that you were in situations that you alone can resolve. But to hint at the question you've asked? Well... Maybe a little bit of both.

No, not me.

In fact, there have been a hundred times where if I’d only had some kind of help, insight, even just another perspective, then maybe…

Maybe things would have turned out better for others.

I guess that there's lying some truth in it.. But.. i can't change it now, i will not talk about it anymore. How are things with Bon-Bon Lyra?

Things are alright. She’s super sweet and forgiving of my every little quirk.

Though I’m certain she’s cooking up something…

Unless she’s doing the whole “nothing worse than that which the mind is capable of inflicting on the self” thing.

I try not to think about it.

Oh please. It was terrible, but it wasn’t life-altering.
Didn’t even get any bruises from it.

Oh please. It was terrible, but it wasn’t life-altering.

Didn’t even get any bruises from it.

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I have not actively disliked Discord until now…

He still fixed my shattered leg.

I’m somewhere between hate and gratitude at the moment.

Great now Discord is going to cry himself to sleep for being forever alone
Anonymous

Hey, we can still be cool. Tossing me around in my own vomit certainly isn’t irredeemable.

But I haven’t hear apology one yet.

Well, you shouldn't have been in the way of the washing machine.

The one you manifest into existence. Right.

I vomited you know. I don’t suppose I ever had the opportunity to tell you that. I vomited a number of times while spinning around in that thing. And you know where it went? The vomit, I mean. Do you know where the vomit? No where. It just span around with me, covering me in my own vomit.

For two hours…

It may be a little awkward to defend the man who threw you into a washing machine, but he did fix your leg after all....

That he did.

Will you be my new best friend?

That’s not how friendship works in the real world.

We talk and hang out, and eventually we become friends. It’s not a switch you can just flip.

You know, like the switch you flipped to turn on the WASHING MACHINE YOU THREW ME INTO WHEN YOU BROKE OUT OF THAT STATUE!