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[tipsygnostalgia]

Roxy is busy right now
but leave your message here and she will get back to it once she is no longer blackout drunk
or fuck deep in meowcats

Comments

[wasthemaster]

You'd be surprised how many times a day I hear that. [Still, give him a second to focus on the game before opening his fat trap again.] Seriously though.

[tipsygnostalgia]

[She waits util she is BEATING HIM before replying.]

Because I tried again and again but there's only so much you can do.

[wasthemaster]

You could have just reminded them that you were all doomed and that they should be focusing on that.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Wow yeah because that really of helped? How about no.

[wasthemaster]

It sort of worked that way back in my world.

[tipsygnostalgia]

It's not like it matters right now anyway, none of them are here.

[wasthemaster]

You all come and go really fast from this place. Especially Striders.

[tipsygnostalgia]

You don't remember anything when you go back. I found that out first hand.

[wasthemaster]

But how long were you gone? [Annnd Yoshi's going to go ahead and crash right into a wall. Again. Merlin's saggy y-fronts how can anyone find this enjoyable.]

[tipsygnostalgia]

Only a day here. But I spent over five months back there.

[The great ting about this game is that you can have items, and she may have just launched a rocket at his car]

[wasthemaster]

And being gone in those five months taught you how to cheat?

[tipsygnostalgia]

Nobody's been cheating on anyone? [/lost]

[wasthemaster]

Rockets, Roxy? You never said there were rockets in the game.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Sucks to be you, suckerrrrr!

[wasthemaster]

Whatever, just wait! [How the hell...where's one of those shells to knock the first place driver out of the way when you need it? Maybe if he just sucked less at steering.] At least I know I could kick your arse on a broom any day.

[tipsygnostalgia]

I'd like to see it? I bet I'm hot shit on a broom. Could do it blindfolded.

[Though she isn't a complete ass- she holds her controller out]

Yo, if you pick up an item then press this person to shoot it or whatever.

[wasthemaster]

[He's making note and mimicking...well. That's a banana peel. That doesn't help but it's a start.] Good to know.

Anyway you wouldn't be. I've been flying since I was six, Roxy. You can't replace that kind of skill.

[tipsygnostalgia]

You don't know for sure. I'm sort of hot shit at anything I try to do.

[wasthemaster]

Because you always cheat?

[tipsygnostalgia]

I don't cheat at all thank you very much. Ass.

[wasthemaster]

All right, all right. [Just gonna throw this shell here doodoodoo...]

I never said it was bad anyway.

[tipsygnostalgia]

When you're great like me you don't need to cheat anyway.

[Too busy talking and getting hit by that shell though FUCK]

[wasthemaster]

What was that about being great? [Busy snickering, don't mind him.]

[tipsygnostalgia]

[Yeah well he can snicker all he wants, she's focusing on catching up.]


I'm going easy on you since it's your first time.

[wasthemaster]

And how do you expect me to learn that way?