What Doth Life?

[oohfrittata]

[The feed begins with a shot of the exterior of the Porter building and the soothing sound of flute music in the background. After several seconds of the music, Xavier appears before the camera, furiously scribbling into a notepad and speaking his thoughts aloud.]

They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions, but I'm not planning on

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[peanutblooder]

[Tavros suddenly wishes, REALLY HARD, that they had already moved out of the MAC.]

What...what is happening? What are you saying? What is, even going on?!

[oohfrittata]

Ooh! A small child!

[peanutblooder]

I'm...actually pretty normal, uh, for my age?

[oohfrittata]

You remind me of myself when I was just a lad. Tell me, little boy, do you like candy?

[seeingeyespit]

1 DONT G3T 1T
1S TH3 FLUT3 M4D3 OUT OF M34T >:?

[oohfrittata]

Deep down, aren't we all made out of meat?

[seeingeyespit]

UH
Y3S...T3CHN1C4LLY
TH4T DO3SNT 4NSW3R MY QU3ST1ON THOUGH
>:\

[oohfrittata]

Or perhaps I just answered the question your mind hadn't yet began to ponder.

[video]

[doubleoohbaby]

What.

Are you even talking about?

[video]

[oohfrittata]

Oooooouuh! Greetings, fellow wanderer!

[video]

[doubleoohbaby]

Interesting look.

[video]

[oohfrittata]

Look? Look where?

[maggotbone]

For the record, I don't want to become a man.

[oohfrittata]

Then perhaps I should modify my testoster-sonic melody into one with more estrogen-ergy!

[And out comes the flute again.]

[grooviestmutant]

[ Here's Charles, just staring. Scandalized and staring hard. ]

I'm-I'm sorry?

[oohfrittata]

Apology accepted! It sure took you long enough!

[grooviestmutant]

Oh-I only meant-hmm.

I only meant to inquire as to your... meaning.

[oohfrittata]

What are you? Deaf?