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--omnipotentDictator [OD] started pestering incitedtoRiot[ITR]--

OD:
So are you going to just sit there as Kyle BASICALLY starts attacking his own team member?
OD:
What kind of "Leader" are you?
OD:
Shouldn't we be instructing him to take out that frustration on his fucking Jew Jersey planet?
ITR:
What, I'm now officially recognised as the leader by you?
ITR:
Really.
OD:
"LeadeR"
OD:
Asshole.
ITR:
Last I checked, that job entails ensuring that the team functions and moves toward our end goal.
ITR:
Not hashing out your personal business.
OD:
Its JUST OBVIOUS everyone thinks YOURE the leader so I MIGHT AS WELL cater to their BULLSHIT FANASTIES in order to get shit done.
OD:
UH EARTH TO FUCKFACE - Kyle is MAKING this his personal business!
OD:
So I'm TRYING TO GET HIM BACK ON FOCUS TOWARDS THE GOAL.
OD:
The trolls have been... eeriely quiet.
OD:
You know what I think? I think they're already done.
ITR:
I was under the impression that Stan was still in communication with the grey typer.
ITR:
And that Kyle was speaking with the yellow one.
OD:
oh
ITR:
If they were truely out of the game at this point, wouldn't they have disconnected entirely? And even if they had, there isn't exactly much we could do about it.
ITR:
'Oh?'
OD:
WELL None of them have been talking to me so how the FUCK should I know?
OD:
Cat trolls cool though.
ITR:
Well, perhaps it's your utterly charming personality that's preventing it.
OD:
And no they'd obvious scout us out if they won.
ITR:
Cat troll?
OD:
Waiting to attack with their new god powers.
OD:
arsenicCatnip
ITR:
Ah.
OD:
Don't talk to her though.
ITR:
Well, I mean it's not as though we really know what god powers entails as of yet.
ITR:
I don't think anyone's found their quest beds still.
OD:
I thought Christophe was on his way to his
OD:
or did he fuck up.
ITR:
Uh.
ITR:
Well I wouldn't exactly call it a fuck up.
ITR:
More of a leaning experience.
OD:
So he fucked up.
OD:
Is he out a dream self now?
OD:
FUCK.
ITR:
Yes.
ITR:
Unfortunately.
OD:
We are LAGGING THE FUCK BEHIND.
OD:
We need to scare our team into moving it.
ITR:
The denizens are somewhat more difficult than we'd thought, which is rather surprising given what Christophe says his troll 'friend' has said.
ITR:
Not that I would trust a goddamn thing that comes out of his mouth.
OD:
I propose that I find a "countdown".
OD:
And this countdown? When it ends? The game is up.
ITR:
Right. And what exactly happens when 'the game is up?'
OD:
So THIS WAY, it MOTIVATES THE TEAM to STOP SUCKING and start WORKING THEIR ASSES OF so the Trolls don't SNATCH our prize.
OD:
Game over!
OD:
Blank!
OD:
We're dead!
OD:
No restarts!
OD:
I'll make a memo.
OD:
Just as soon as I finish this powerpoint.
ITR:
That makes utterly no sense; the countdown has no actual bearing on reality outside of an arbitrary number you've made up.
ITR:
You need a proper motivating factor here.
OD:
Of course not!
OD:
Uh, is DEATH not good enough?
ITR:
You have absolutely no idea when the game will be 'over,' idiot.
ITR:
How is that not arbitrary?
OD:
THAT'S NOT THE POINT.
OD:
Who cares if its arbitrary if it works?
OD:
Screw this, I'm going to go do something to get shit MOVING.

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