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[kepthishead]

[if you were to visit the library today you might discover something very unfortunate around the non-fiction area. Namely, some asshole has written an "r" in fiction.

Unfortunately for you, camp has taken this as a good idea. ENJOY YOUR FRICTIONLESS SURFACE, CAMP. :')]

Comments

[bluetilator]

[sliding into a shelf with a clunk]

I despise this lack of friction!

[kepthishead]

You're not the only one.

[bluetilator]

This floor vexes me! I wish to do violence to it!

[kepthishead]

Not in a library, you won't.

[bluetilator]

I will do violence to whatever I like!

[stomps her foot! ...and slips over]

[kepthishead]

[slides out of the way]

No, you won't.

[bluetilator]

Yes, I will! I hate books and everything that houses them! I hate floors! I hate your face!

[kepthishead]

Stop acting like a petulant child!

[bluetilator]

I am not acting like a petulant child! I am Illyria, god-king of Vahla ha'nesh, and all will bow before me! I am really old!

[kepthishead]

I don't care who you think you are, you're throwing a temper tantrum on the floor of a library!

[bluetilator]

I am not throwing a temper tantrum, you tiny speck of-- whatever you are! Big thing in little box!

[kepthishead]

...and you're insane.

[bluetilator]

I will wipe the floor with you.

[kepthishead]

You can't even stand up.

[bluetilator]

[I can still throw a book at your head]

[kepthishead]

[he is unfortunately used to dodging thrown objects ... but then he loses his footing and slips, falling hard.]