Zamorak: Try contacting your master.
Yes, brilliant idea, you. Unfortunately, they don't appear to be online. Ol' cabbagehead is, though. May as well send her a ring.
shamelesslyWitty (SW)
began bickering towards
featherweightOrganism (FO)
.
SW: hi;
FO: ah; hello zamorak;
SW: yes whatevz;
FO: zamorak dont do your moronic thing;
SW: what;
FO: the stupid text mocking thing;
FO: its not a real typing quirk;
FO: so do not waste my time with it; i am not one of your puppets who will put up with being spoken down to;
SW: Ugh, FINE. Just for you.
SW: <3
SW: Soooo! We gots us a game?
FO: your copys right outside; just go get it;
SW: Do you want me to get killed? Miasmopolis is no place for one such as myself!
FO: its one such as I; idiot;
SW: ...
Come to think of it, you kind of hate this one. A lot*
**: as i told you its perfectly easy to acquire;
FO: and if you dont; well you know the consequences;
SW: Uuuugh. Whatever!
SW: So who has the game right now, anyways?
FO: You do;
SW: Shut up, besides me!
FO: SC is going to give it to Bandos; he is going to give copies to PC and;
SW: And old Scarface?
FO: and BG;
FO: yes; and shamelessOmission and beleagueredHerdsman have their own plans of course;
FO: i trust poor destituteTale already has hers from you;
SW: I serve my master well.