That got Sothe thinking to himself, his fingers pinching his chin. “So, if I were to begin saying ‘yeet’ whenever I threw my daggers, would that bring humor? And if I placed a cucumber next to Ranulf, do you think I would get a similar result?” Ike, mistakes have been made.

Well, his plans seem to have been foiled, if the slight furrow of his brow is anything to go by. “I suppose I’ll refrain from doing either. Becoming a scratching post isn’t exactly high on my to do list. Confusing my enemies, though… It could prove to be useful in battle.“

“If it is what you request, then so be it. I have no right to argue. However, I’m still curious of the other ‘memes’ you may know of.“

“A suggestion I will take into consideration. Perhaps I’ll just see if others perform the same act and what their result is. Unpleasant? There is no denying that everything has one negative aspect to it.”

||: If I suddenly disappear, know that I probably fell asleep. Also, never realized how much I missed RPing.

“In a way. It’s enough to pique my curiosity.” An owlish blink, frowning. “I’m not surprised, frankly.”

“My thoughts exactly. I detest the very thought of participating in any of these. I would like it if people respected my personal space.” Sothe let out a sigh, head shaking, emerald bang shifting. “Entertainment can be found elsewhere.”

||: Actually, I think I’ll go to bed. Feel free to continue replying to it, Ike.

Belts?

||: The cult will rise again.

||: What a sad life we lived. I’ll make sure we get our redemption arc.

||: I don’t make memes very often, but… Well, I also just don’t edit a lot in general. Enjoy my hard work.

||: I missed Sothe. I’m exercising my pent-up fluff muse.

||: I hate making layouts for Sothe. His official art is so scarce and I have a huge preference for Whisper. It’s the epitome of gay fashion. Why can’t I find more love for Whisper–?

||: Len, please go to bed.

||: Well, I tried.