Here is a shop display full of little dolls many of which seem familiar. There are a collecting box as well as a sign attached.
*clears throat*
If you're going to use my face on a doll, I'm going to have to ask that half of the donations my dolls gather are shared between my two patrons.
Maybe that will keep them happy.
(I don't suppose there's one of Lady Luck here...)
*a note addressed to Sebastian Fochs pops into existence*
"Despite the fact that the faces consist only of beady eyes, your request will be fulfilled, if there will be any donations that appear to be linked to you.
Lady Luck is not available, but can be added if you provide a physical description."
*Stalks to the display and picks out the Weft doll, puts it against the board, produces a knife and stabs the doll repeatedly, until it is in shreds. Grins.
*Cuts the Sebastian doll in 6 pieces. Picks up the Anke Doll. Considerd for a moment, and stabs it, pinning it to the display. Snorts and leaves.
So do we need to share those cuts evenly between Their Goddessnesses?
*Has been watching with some amusement*
If you like.
*considers for a while.
Sets Serpentine doll on fire and walks away, whistling*
*Marches over, selects a doll that looks somewhat like a human, somewhat like a big grey dog, and stabs it with a longsword.*
That's for what you're planning to do to me in Thought Matters, you bastard.
*Someone has arranged a bunch of regenerated dolls so they're hugging each other. One of them has had kitty-ears applied to it.*
*Nico looks at the kitty ears, grinning thoughtfully. Then she produces a scrap of cloth and an orange marker and fiddles with them a bit. Then she pins the resulting fox tail on the floppy-hatted moderator's likenesse's rear.
That Shii doll hugging the Sebbie one? Cutest thing ever.
*nails the chickogryph doll up by its feet*
*double-takes at the kitty ears, snarls and removes them*
*sticks a bunch of pins into the Suitov doll*
I'll assume I deserved that for something-or-other.
*freezes Mutt doll, shatters it, sets the pieces on fire* Hmm, not all that therapeutic.
You prefer breaking people's brains, eh?
I'm afraid I'm very stupid, so if you would be generous enough to tell me what it is I should apologise for, well, it would be an act of mercy.
You are bloody confusing, that's all.
Guilty as charged. All right then. I Apologise Unreservedly for any and all confusion I've sown or have yet to sow, excepting among enemies, people who deserve it, people who enjoy it and Weft.
And seriously, if you want a coffee or a griffin egg or anything, I'll do my best make it up to you.
*sighs and fails not to smile*
You... aw... Thanks; let's forget about it.
Er, Suitov, why exactly was I an exception?