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[nocturnemission]

[Somewhere NOT in the middle of a cornfield, there is a desk with a "FREE ADVICE (tips appreciated)" sign taped to it. Behind the desk, a man with a mullet is sitting back and playing sitar.]

Come get your free advice! I guarantee it'll be great!

Comments

[oncesilence]

How do you guarantee good advice?

[nocturnemission]

I dunno. I just know I come up with good answers!

[oncesilence]

Then how shall I overcome this place?

[nocturnemission]

You mean Camp? Hmm, let's see...

Believe in yourself and trust in hope!

[inurakuma]

How do you know all the answers?

[nocturnemission]

I just think about the question and philosophize!

[inurakuma]

Well then what's the deal with the squid on the silo?

[nocturnemission]

Well see, sometimes squids have needs, right? Sometimes they fulfill them by lurking in lakes and dragging people in to have their way with. But sometimes, they find something special instead. That silo? That's Marcy's special something.

[thinkfeatherbed]

Really now.

[nocturnemission]

Yep! If you don't like my advice, then you can take back the tip you give me!

[thinkfeatherbed]

Even though your advice supposedly costs nothing.

[nocturnemission]

Right! That's why it's a tip, not a fee.

[screwfate]

You're offering advice.

[nocturnemission]

Yeah, you need some?

[screwfate]

...Most likely not.

[nocturnemission]

Oh... You sure?

[alwaysuserubber]

Uoho, weird guitar! Na, can we get a song instead of advice?

[nocturnemission]

Sure! I'm better at songs, anyway!

[Playing you a lively tune]

[alwaysuserubber]

[THOSE ARE THE BEST KINDS OF TUNES]

[nocturnemission]

[Rocking on~]

Anyway, this is a SITAR, not a guitar. It's way better!