Behold, a poll.

[say_thee_nay]

Poll Verily existential ponderings, indeed.

... ah. Pray disregard the third option; 'twas no inclusion of mine. Still, I would welcome thy thoughts.

Mark me, thou electronic computational engine--we will have words later.

((Edit: Break for food! I'll pick up once I get back! ETA: Winding down for now, folks... But I'll keep plugging and pick up threads tomorrow!))

Comments

[rideswherever]

What an incredibly tacky move~

[say_thee_nay]

Which, pray tell...?

[rideswherever]

Isn't it obvious? That last choice. Ha~, does anyone even type like that anymore? It's a different age.

[say_thee_nay]

A fair point, bauble... Yet I have difficulty envisioning a typewriter--whate'er that might be--proving as vexing to me as these accursed laptops.

[rideswherever]

"Bauble"? How rude!

[say_thee_nay]

Thy pardon... Is "trinket" more to thy liking?

[rideswherever]

[ALL OF THE ANGRY FLAPPING]

How rude!

[say_thee_nay]

Indeed--and thy pardon I ask, in earnest. What should I call thee, noble stranger?

[rideswherever]

My name is Kivaara! Kivaara of the Kivat race!

[say_thee_nay]

Kivaara, then. And I am Thor of the Aesir.

[rideswherever]

Hmph. That's better!

[say_thee_nay]

So... Asking thy continued indulgence, noble Kivaara--of what manner of things are the Kivat race?

[rideswherever]

Hm, hm? Can't you see? We are one of the thirteen Demon Races of my world.

[say_thee_nay]

... demons. Verily.

[rideswherever]

There aren't any others here.

[say_thee_nay]

There are demons aplenty here, of various sort... And thus I shall speak plainly. Dost thou mean to do ill to those who dwell here, demon Kivaara?