by Masterweaver Sat Feb 07, 2009 5:12 pm
Oh? Well in that case, call me Masterweaver. And ignore the robe.
I'm sorry, I misjudged them. Bit of a snap judgment, really, what with the dragons and all.
As I mentioned before, the robe's an idiot. Technically, he's a genius, but he rarely ever uses his mind for anything outside of writing.
As I mentioned before, the halfling's an angstball. Technically, he has yet to cut himself, but he dives off cliffs whenever he can.
Case in point. I can fly, you know.
You know what? You can fly. You're right.
Please stop that. You're the maniacally cheery one, you're not supposed to mope.
True, that. EVERYBODY TAP DANCE!
...I walked right into that one.
*tippita tipita tapita tap tap tupitia tip tip sliiiiiiiiiide tup tup taptaptap tipita tap!*