Shut up. I am not a you know what!!
Shut up!
Weft, stop encouraging him.
That is the most gorgeous game! And Weft quotes a bit of it in his LJ profile.
"Grass green. I hate that colour."
No offence to my treasured canine companion.
Suitov, who said that?
And I never got far in LOOM, and I don't think it runs on this 'puter, if I could still find the CD and handbook, anyway <_<
The protagonist Bobbin Threadbare, at various parts of the game.
To think, Mutt could have given me one of those names... *shudder* (Come to think of it, He might have done, since Brother Weft isn't my birth name and I don't remember what was.)
Your birth name was President Shirley Chickencomb the Fourteenth.
No wonder I accepted holy orders.
O_o
Somehow the sheer number of times Sebbie is speechless lately doesn't match up with Snog saying that's a hard thing to achieve...
Quiet I'm trying not to laugh and mask it as speechlessness all right?
A random fuzz: At last, someone sensibly hairy!
Weft: ...
A random fuzz: I like this game. It's like pulling Babysitter's tail and running away!
Weft: ...ngh...
A random fuzz: It occurs to me that if Weft were to continue to stand next to Merro, goblins and small rocks, he would look taller.
A random fuzz: A Tom Cruise effect, so to speak.
A random fuzz: Man they're both wacky religious cats, even.
A random fuzz: The similarities are striking, except perhaps for Cruise being st-
Weft: Sh-shut up, the lot of you!
A random fuzz: Oh, speaks! For a minute there I was thought the cat caught your tongue.
A random fuzz: Yip! Yip!
Weft: Oh Honoured Author, is this why you were asking me about my clothing?
Mutt: No nay never. *may or may not be grinning like a demon, is definitely throwing kitty-shaped cookies to Anke*
Well? What?
[Anke decided to keep a bit of distance for a while...]
I'm... not one... s-so I don't know.