[voice] hiatus what's that

[eviltriumphs]

[Post starts with a pretty wet cough and some grumbling. More on this on a later date. Stan clears his throat and starts chuckling. He's been taking stalking lessons from Prussia obvs.]

At last! In lieu of Baseball Slave's absence, Sitar Slave's... Demyx-ness, and Pirate Slave's liberal use of adding -chan to my name, I've at last found a suitable

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[omniconcert]

I HAVE A SON!?

I WILL FEEL YOUR BLOOD ON MY HANDS. TONIGHT!

[eviltriumphs]

It is now.

I WISH YOU LUCK ON NOT HATING YOUR PARENTS FOR MIXING UP SUCH AN UNTHINKABLE PERSON.

[omniconcert]

No, it's not!

YOU SAID THERE'D BE APPLES LINDAAAAAAAAA

[eviltriumphs]

Yes it is.

CAN I HAVE SOME OF YOUR OATS?

[omniconcert]

Not, it's not.