I’m not so scared anymore of AG
It’s called a coping mechanism, AG. And so what if he’s imaginary? It’s not that weird of a concept. There was a bit of advice that was given out during one of the times that I participated in NaNoWriMo, where it was suggested to find your inner editor, name them, and lock them up during the month. That way, when they start yelling at you, you can yell right back and call them by name.
AG, you’re not really making much sense here. Laughter is the product of a joke. Meddling is the product of a situation that doesn’t need any outside influence. “Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons,” and all that.
… It’s kinda hard to be interesting when it’s difficult to get a word in, AG.
Old times? What do you mean by that? Are you referring to the games that were played before the accidents? WHAT DID YOU DO?!
Are we sure AG is a spider and not a squirrel? Or is it that the peripheral vision makes AG focus on so many things at once that it’s almost like they’re on speed? ADHD, maybe? *shrug* I know, we’ll find out.