A little message for the impersonators—
A little message for the impersonators—
Me: Ok guys—
Rust, Crimson, Forest, Spark and Nyx: ._.
Me: Listen, we have an imposter on our hands. *shows them the files*
The Files: *several tips with rather outlandish comments*
Spark: So someone’s impersonating people?
Me: yes.
Forest and Nyx: Why?
Me: I don’t know, because they want to?
Spark: Have you figured out who they are?
Me: No, you can’t do that.
Crimson: *snorts* Gimme that computer, bet ya anything I can.
Me: That’s not how Dododex works, and no, we’re not here to find out who they are. We’re here to—to talk to them.
Crimson: TALK to them??
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Me: Aaaaand go!
Spark: Imposter, if you listening, I’d like to say that what your doing is wrong.
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Nyx: You don’t need to be like that.
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Forest: Kinda rude, if you ask me.
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Crimson: *mellow murderousness*
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Rust:
Rust:
Rust: Did your mother not love you?
Me: RUST—
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Forest: Listen friend. You obviously have a reason, bad or not. The question is, why do it when there’s so much more you can do?
Set the pranks aside, come in, join us!
Be our friend.
—Moon














