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[littlestdeath]

[Today, in the Mess Hall, there is a very determined little girl making a cake! But it seems to have attracted a crowd of purple gorillas.]

I already said you can't have any, so go away! Don't make me hit you again!

Comments

[areplicatedhope]

Do you need a hand, Machika?

[littlestdeath]

I just need them to not eat the cake. So if they get too close, smack 'em.

[areplicatedhope]

I can do that.

[pulls out his sword.]

[littlestdeath]

Thanks. It's hard to make a cake and keep them away from it at the same time.

[gameoverrestart]

That's a serious threat.

[littlestdeath]

It's not their cake, they should know better!

[gameoverrestart]

They're primates.

[littlestdeath]

Yeah, but they understand people. Sometimes. I think.

The point is they should know it's not theirs to eat.

[tsunthuselah]

*handwave, handwave evening*

What are you doing?

[littlestdeath]

Making a cake and trying not to let the gorillas eat it.

[tsunthuselah]

Do you need some help?

[littlestdeath]

A little. Just smack them if they get too close to the food.

[skirtindanger]

[... sigh]

Aren't they persistent. C'mon, shoo, go away already.

[littlestdeath]

Thanks. I thought they'd stop after I told them no the first time, but I guess they're as hungry as the rest of us.

[skirtindanger]

But at least the rest of us know to get our own food.

[littlestdeath]

The gorillas have always been beggars.

[littlestdeath]

My friend's birthday! He's...

Well, I'm not really sure how old he is, but it's his birthday.

[littlestdeath]

It depends on which years you're counting. I'm pretty sure he's only two right now, but then again he's probably over six hundred...I don't think that many candles would fit on a cake though.