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OK. HOW'S THIS.
That looks better.
Wait, let me check.
Ok, yeah. #2ed73a. That's correct.
WHAT.
That's the hex code for the color.
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT.
It's the numerical representation of the color in hexadecimal format.
OK. SO??
So I was just double checking to make sure it was right.
AND.
It was right.
THIS IS A PARTICULARLY AGGRAVATING TANGENT. TO AN ALREADY GHASTLY CONVERSATION.
I'M DEFINITELY GOING TO FIGURE OUT WHO YOU ARE. AND HOW TO KILL YOU.
But Caliborn.
How do you expect to kill me...
When I am already dead!
Hahahahahaha, oh man.
HOW IT IS ACTUALLY POSSIBLE.
FOR SOMEONE TO BE THIS OBNOXIOUS AND UNFUNNY???
I don't know.
Maybe it's a miracle?
STOP FUCKING WITH ME.
I'M SERIOUS.
Oh no. He's serious everybody. Look out.
He's about to throw the tweeniest, brattiest tantrum his little green exoskeleton can muster.
STOP IT.
If you pitch a fit in your little bow tie and suspenders, it will probably be so adorable that I might just drop dead anyway.
Or my ghost will.
FUCK YOU.
NOW I KNOW YOU'RE FULL OF SHIT.
GHOSTS CAN'T DIE. THAT MAKES NO SENSE.
No really, go ahead. Flutter your eyelashes at me. Make it as grumpy as possible.
Kawaii me to double death bro!
I'M SO CLOSE. TO JUST. WREAKING MAYHEM.
ON LITERALLY EVERYTHING WITHIN MY TANTRUM RADIUS.
IF YOU DON'T STOP TEASING ME. AND START BEING USEFUL TO MY QUEST AGAIN.
Wait! Shhh, settle down. Something important is happening.
WHAT.
The clown! He wants to give you another present.
OH GOD.
But seriously, this present is really important.
Just turn around and receive it graciously from your new mentor.
HE'S NOT MY MENTOR.
And remember. No more clown shootings, or I play the music again.
UGH.

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