[Samire hasn’t dropped by so far.. but for the eg that is staying with you, he eventually calmed down a little.]
@ketchupthejestingeg
[After vomiting a bunch of tears and sobbing a mess of them, there was now a mini ocean inside the church, littered with little paper boats that looked as if they structured into a pirate ship. Now there were crew of small eggs inside, some wearing pirate hats and eyepatches, or wearing a bandana over the top. Ketchup was only dully floating on one spot with palm trees growing on him.]
Sarvente was currently sitting at a pew, looking over all of the eggs. This was very, very strange, but she knew that she shouldn't push Ketchup too much. So, she was just waiting for something to happen.
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Hello everyone in zhith blog, I almotht murdered a child and I’m going around to brag about it. What’th your zhoughth?
“Huh? What he say?”
“Your ass is glad I covered her ears before she heard that.”
“...” Xyn is scared of you, after hearing you say that.
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Zhith Zim guy thoundth like he would be an alien.
ZIM is no ALIEN!! perhaps it is YOU who are the alien, WEIRD-TYPING smell-pig!!!
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Everyone, cut zhem thome thlack. Zhey are jutht a kid who probably experienced thome bad parenting in zheir life you UNCONDITIONAL MORONTH!
She’s unsure whether to agree or disagree on this.
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Am I like, a regular?
Yeah, besides Tracheen/Mire and those blogs. (Aka @strangeshenaniganssamire)
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[Man, it would’ve been a great time to celebrate if it weren’t for a sort of heavy object crashing through the church’s roof. It was followed by a red eg with legs, cradling itself in the center of the clouds of dust, placed on a refrigerator, and wailing loudly with a broken tone.]
SAMIRE!
MUSTAAAAARD! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
"...What the?-" Was this that Ketchup Samire was talking about? Hoo boy, this was gonna be a disaster, wasn't it?-
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HELLO ZHERE YOU NEAPOLITAN ICE CREAM! Pleathe tell- I DEMAND to know where I am!
Sarvente couldn't help but flinch a bit- Okay, a lot. This person just appeared out of nowhere, yelling at the top of their lungs and called her...Neapolitan ice cream?? She was very confused, to say the least.
"Ah, hello there! Uh, first of all, my name is Sarvente, not Neapolitan Ice Cream. Secondly, you're in my church at the moment...Who are you??"
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IGNORE ZHAT ANON! ZHEY ZHE THAME EXACT PERTHON ZHAT ZHINKTH ZHAT ZHEY ARE A GREAT PERTHON EVEN ZHOUGH ZHEY WON ONE ARGUMENT ON TWITTER!
And I know zhith ithn’t zhe time, but you look like Dracula wis zhothe type of wingth or whatever behind zhat back.
Which ith cool. I guesth.
"Ha, I-I don't know what that means, but I'll assume it's an i-insult of sorts..."
"A-and uh, thanks, I guess?"
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Well, NO WORRIETH NEAPOLITAN ICE CREAM! ALL YOU NEED ITH A WELL-EARNED RETHT WIS A PILLOW OVER YOUR THTOMACH AND YOU WILL BE JUTHT ATH FINE AND HEALZHY ATH ME!
"...While that's very good advice, I don't really have any pillows-"
(m!a: 2/20)
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Oh, cool, a demon. Want an apple?
"I am...Very confused as to why you'd give a demon an apple, but sure."
(m!a: 1/6)
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Sarv! Yer eyes! D’ya need some eye drops? Did ye not sleep well enough? Why are ye sweatin’ everywhere?!
"D-Dear, I'm fine...My eyes aren't itchy. I-I didn't sleep well though..."
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[An envelope floated forth, planting itself on Sarvente’s face.]
Dear Neapolitan Ice Cream,
u suck lol
From, The Mire
P.S. pls I’m trying to cope from the fact that Ketchup is gone, also if he is with you, you don’t even know where I live so ahahahahahahahahah
[There are smudged teardrops on the letter.]
"What the-" She read the letter over, sighing slightly. "...Where did Ketchup go anyway?-"
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PLEATHE! I NEED HELP! I CAN’T FIND KETCHUP! I’M THO THCARED ZHAT I CAN’T EVEN BREAZHE WIS ZHE CONDITIONTH ZHAT HE MIGHT BE IN HUGE DANGER!
"D-Dear, I'd absolutely help you, b-but I don't know who or wh-what Ketchup is-"
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Carol, more like-
UHHHHHH-
Terror?
I THTILL CONTHIDER ZHAT A WIN!
“Sure, you can go ahead and count that as a win, you weird-lookin’ ass person, speaking like they’re from some other country.”
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[They blow the airhorn.]
"ACK-" She flinches violently. "...I swEAR TO GOD-"
(m!a: 10/20)
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