[ Here is a Merylsicle, holding herself, dripping wet and shivering as she walks briskly through the village. Her hair is in her eyes, but not enough to block the angry look on her face
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I'm sorrrrrrrrrry!!! I was really hoping it wouldn't find me!!!! But apparently leaving the planet isn't good enough... [Yes - he's starting to whine and cry] why can't death and poverty just leave me alone!? WHY DO THEY FOLLOW ME EVERYWERHE?!
AHAHAH! I don’t know WHAT I was thinking! Of course it’s all me! Everyone knows that! They don’t call me the humanoid typhoon for nothing after all! AHAHAHAHAH! [And then he suddenly stops laughing and speaks as if he hadn’t been doing so at all just moments ago] So what’s for dinner?
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Probably something. Anything warm... warm food, warm clothes, and decent sleep.
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