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[rivemessenger]

You mortals never do know what you're doing half the time, do you?

It's rather funny watching you all scramble around when your anthill is overturned.

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*fails at Alfred forever~*

[knightprodigy]

Why am I not surprised?

THE YOUNG MASTER SAID ALOUD WHILST RAISING AN IRONIC BROW.

[rivemessenger]

Perhaps I should try harder.

[knightprodigy]

Perhaps you shouldn't try at all.

SIR NEVER WAS A PATIENT SOUL, NO MATTER HOW OFTEN TOLD THAT 'PATIENCE IS A VIRTUE'.

[rivemessenger]

Well, you know how it is. If I did nothing, there would be no fun in the world.

[knightprodigy]

Again you have a pretty high opinion of yourself.

Let me assure you Egil, people have had fun for millennia without you.

*THROAT CLEARING, I THINK WE CAUGHT HIM MID-TEA SIP.* WELL SAID, SIR.

[rivemessenger]

I doubt it. Do you really think an entity of chaos doesn't exist in your own world?

[knightprodigy]

I'm sure there are people from my world who would agree with you. But allow me to expand your horizons here.

Where I come from we have a thing called Chaos Theory. No, not everything runs a smooth course; we have mass murders, catastrophic weather anomalies, things that excite chaos, creating mass unpredictability. We do not have childish God-like entities gender bending and narrating our every move.

What you do is pick on the general populace for your own sadistic entertainment.

MASTER DICK HUFFED AND WENT BACK TO KEEPING A SLUMBERING MISS JILLY COMPANY.

[rivemessenger]

Hah! Who's to say I'm not the chaos theory embodied, hmm?

And I wouldn't call it sadistic entertainment. Why, if the whole world hated me as much as you do, I wouldn't have any worshippers!