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-- ectoBiologist [EB] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG] --
EB: hey dave sprite?
TG: yeah what
EB: this is kind of a weird question and i just realized i have no idea how to lead in to it so the question itself will make any sense, bluh.
EB: hmm. you go to lohac sometimes right?
TG: no
EB: oh.
EB: why not?
TG: reasons
EB: wow that was very enlightening! i feel so enlightened.
TG: cool for you look is this conversation going anywhere or can i get back to jamming with jade
TG: we had a groove going and i can feel it slipping away with every blue word that waffles across my shades
TG: all that music drowned in a sea of expansive egbertian evasions
EB: it's going somewhere!
EB: but like i said, i'm not sure how to lead in to the actual question.
TG: heres a thought why not just ASK the question
TG: explanations can come after if needed
EB: fine, whatever.
EB: do your consorts
EB: (or dave's consorts, i guess)
EB: treat you kind of... weirdly?
TG: define weird
EB: ...
EB: this is going to sound so egotistical that i can hear rose mocking me from another universe.
EB: but fine, i'll stop waffling.
EB: do they treat you like a god?
TG: no
EB: huh. really?
TG: really
TG: whod worship leftover scraps man that would be a dumb religion
TG: they talk about alpha dave that way though which is what youre really asking
TG: and jades iguanas think shes straight up the goddess of spring or some shit like that
TG: melted all the snow and brought back the green when she kindled the forge
TG: they have hymns and altars and everything
TG: and speaking as a piece of game mechanics i can promise you theyre not faking and this is perfectly normal for sburb
TG: god tier equals god
TG: its right there in the fuckin name this is not rocket science
EB: i am so uncomfortable with this.
TG: yeah well learn to deal
TG: hey jades been reading over my shoulder and she wants to talk to you
EB: i don't WANT to deal! i want it to go away!
TG: she says and i quote
TG: john stop bugging davesprite about this its really awkward for some reasons i cant tell you because theyre not my secrets and other reasons that should be obvious if you take a minute to think you doofus
EB: hey!
TG: i will talk to you later if youre still freaking out
TG: because being a god is way more responsibility than i want and i bet if that freaks me out it must freak you out even more
TG: but for now come over and play music with us
TG: you will feel better and also listening to the concert were going to put on in a few days will improve the quality of your consorts liturgical music by literally immeasurable amounts
TG: and when a witch of space says something is literally immeasurable you know its serious business mister
TG: endquote
TG: oh wait sorry
TG: <3 <3 <3 then endquote
TG: cant forget the love
EB: well you can tell jade that her subtle insults to my intelligence and status as an awesome and considerate friendleader did not go unnoticed.
EB: but i'll come over anyway because there is never a wrong time for music.
EB: and anything that might improve those hymns sounds like a good idea to me.
TG: word
TG: and on that note
TG: i suggest you blow your current popsicle stand and deus yourself up a machina in the form of a piano
EB: dave sprite!
EB: that is a bad joke and you should feel bad.
TG: like i care about joke quality clown shits your territory not mine
TG: and speaking of territory were in the third starboard ballroom, next to nannasprites kitchen
TG: follow the antiphonal chanting
-- turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering ectoBiologist [EB] --
EB: dave sprite!!!
EB: ...
EB: vengeance will be mine.