Ahhhh... what a lovely day! The flowers, the trees, the grass, and the heavens above! All coming together harmoniously in celebration of my rightful strength and beauty... The foul smell of cheese and ridicule shall plague moi no more!
I believe I shall purchase every mirror in the Netherworld and adorn them fashionably upon my quarters - so that
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*Reaches for his tongue and pulls it out of his mouth (it's still attached of course)*
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Aah, to turn the words of a mere human tongue into silvered words; it is like some sort of lyrical alchemy~
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