[yo ho yo ho a counselor's life for me?]

[myarrrrm]

[Tonight, you might notice that the cook serving up your soup at the service window is a goddamn cyborg pirate bear. You might also notice that, while the soup looks strikingly similar to Tuesday's, and contains the occasional eyeball, it smells AWESOME. And if you're brave enough to try it, it tastes pretty awesome, too.]

Hmm, mm, mm... ♫

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Comments

[nolittlevoice]

Hello, what's this?

[myarrrrm]

Stew, plain an' simple. Wit' a few more ingredients, maybe more'n that, but for the moment, ah! Now, have a taste. Ye'll be comin' back for seconds 'fore y'knows it.

[nolittlevoice]

[hasn't eaten anything in days, sooo possibly not entirely in right mind. OM NOM.]

This is very good! What's in it?

[myarrrrm]

Ohhh, a little bit o' this, a little bit o' that. Old family recipe.

[nolittlevoice]

[SECOND BOWL 8D]

Well, mmm, my compliments to the chef.

[myarrrrm]

Hah! Much appreciated, sir.

[nolittlevoice]

[geeze isn't there any bread to go with this stew?]

Ah, I hope this doesn't sound rude, but...what happened to the rest of your armor?

[myarrrrm]

Hahah! Armor, he says! Ahh, if only.

[nolittlevoice]

[found some rolls! wiping bottom of the bowl]

What is that supposed to mean?

[myarrrrm]

Permanent armor, if y'understand me. T'ain't goin' nowhere. [pats his metal shoulder]

[nolittlevoice]

It...it's attatched?

[myarrrrm]

Good an' tight.

[nolittlevoice]

Well. I--ah. Good? I mean, I suppose it's good that it isn't about to fall off? Erm.

H-how did that happen, exactly?

[myarrrrm]

We'll jus' say I got meself into a few tight spots, an' didn't have the luck t' slip out in one piece.

[nolittlevoice]

Right, sorry. I've been there, certainly. Didn't mean to bring up a sore subject you just caught me a bit off-guard.

[myarrrrm]

No need for apologies, lad. Curiosity t'ain't a crime. You're not the first, an' you won't be the last.