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[ignisvulpes]

Man, you people are all idiots.

You know what's the first thing you should do when you start writing and you notice you're putting down shit you didn't mean to? You walk away!
Don't even give me that "ohhh nooo but it's magic, I can't help myself" garbage. All it takes is a little bit of willpower and brains (which I have in spades, duh).

Laughing my ass off at some of you, really. Opening your book and writing about how hard you wanna fuck/get fucked for all to see?
Hahahahah I bet at least a couple of you guys are totally doing it on purpose.
Iyaa~aan~, I can't control this quill, I just need dick so baaaad! <3 <3 Won't someone come and save me? Ohhh, noooo, why did I write that??

Fucking LOL.

I have the worst case of blue balls I've had in years right now and you don't see me begging.

[Kaph's stupid ass does not realise he's using the ink of unrestrained thought. Have fun.]

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[shieldofrohan]

If it were a lie, I think you would not be so horrified by it. Nor so quick to defend yourself and in the same breath doubt your defence.

Besides, I have met you. I doubt many women clamour for you.

[ignisvulpes]

Hey, FUCK YOU



What the shit, is this the same ink after all??

[shieldofrohan]

Should you not know, since you are so wise?

[ignisvulpes]

Too bad for you! I just switched inks again! Ha!

Stupid mistress playing stupid games and making me do stupid chores.

[shieldofrohan]

Are you so afraid of hard work? Is this not what you agreed to?

[ignisvulpes]

What I agreed to was learning magic and having a bitchin' bedroom. Not writing her snail sexmail.

[shieldofrohan]

Perhaps you should have considered more closely, if you are not willing to do the work she sets you.

[ignisvulpes]

Wow, you're a snobby bitch, aren't you?

[... Seems like he's still using the same ink, somehow. Did he just get twenty bottles of the same damn thing?

Eh, whatever.]

[shieldofrohan]

[On the one hand, that's probably the most upfront insult that's ever been thrown at her.]

[On the other hand, she finds she's smiling a little as she writes back.]

Yes. I am proud. And I have honour beyond yours. If that makes me a "snobby bitch", then I shall take that title without hesitation. Sooner a bitch than a snivelling child who fears women's honesty.

[ignisvulpes]

I'm not afraid of you, lady. Just not a fan of stuck-up snobs.

[shieldofrohan]

Does pride frighten you because I have it, or because you lack it?

[ignisvulpes]

I told you I'm not fucking scared!

[shieldofrohan]

I fear your tone betrays you.

[...Dang, baiting him is fun.]

[ignisvulpes]

What tone, you bitch? You're reading!!!

[Oh my god this is the worst. EVERY single one of these ink pots does the same thing.]

[shieldofrohan]

Your vulgarity, then. You make a poor case for yourself.

[ignisvulpes]

Oh PLEASE.

[shieldofrohan]

Calling a woman 'bitch' time and again is unlikely to win her favour. You can hardly be surprised.

[ignisvulpes]

Like I need a chick's "favour" if she's a huge bitch.

[shieldofrohan]

And so it goes on. Howling and raging into nothingness, worrying at the bones of an argument, and yet I am the hound, of the two of us?

[ignisvulpes]

Heh. It's funny because I'm a fox.




That was the ink again.

Hell, at this point I'm inclined to think it's actually the quill that's cursed. My bad!

[shieldofrohan]

And yet I see you have not walked away, despite your claims.

[ignisvulpes]

Look, I've been experimenting with the pots.

Plus, I'm bored.

[shieldofrohan]

And do you suppose you were alone in that?

[ignisvulpes]

Oh, is that your excuse now? Are you going to say you were bored?

[shieldofrohan]

Excuses are for the faint of heart. I make no excuse for my own mistake, but it sits ill to see you think yourself so much higher and nobler than the rest of us.