...How are you typing if you can't? ...Me so confused.
Fudge: That wasn't hard. *snorts*
...You have a lot of work to do, young lady.
...To me, you're a child, but you know. Being old and all isn't fun.
...How are you typing if you can't? ...Me so confused.
Fudge: That wasn't hard. *snorts*
...You have a lot of work to do, young lady.
...To me, you're a child, but you know. Being old and all isn't fun.
The Doctor hadn't moved. He only continued to stare at Derpy. "I'm waiting..."
Fudge: Help.....meeeeee....*croaking gasp*
Heh.
Heheh.
BUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!
Ahem.
So, yeah. I'm the time traveler.
Heh.
Sleeping is too mainstream.
Fudge: Says the person who only did 10 push-ups before passing out.
I have no arm strength! Gosh.
"Oh, I think we're going to die." the Doctor replied, rather excited now that he had gotten his answer out.
Fudge: ...Pleeeaaaase...*wraps arms around you*
Pffft.
Yesterday, I trapped him in a cage with no floor.
"Naw, I'm kidding. I'm pretty sure we'll survive." The Doctor shrugged and continued his work of experimentation. Eventually he sighed and muttered:
"Odds of success? About 47%."
Probably. I think he's scared of me.
I wonder why. Hmm. *innocent smile*
Fudge: *screams*
Heh. ......*swoons*
...
Woah. ...Maaaaaybe I should stop drinking.
Fudge: *facepalm* I'll just have more Dr. Pepper. At least I'll pass out during school.
Well, I passed out last night. I had about 12 shots of whiskey. ...
Apparently, that's not a good thing.
Fudge: *snorts* I'm amazed you still have a liver. Oh, I found out I can't sleep sitting. I can stay awake indefinitely as long as I'm sitting/standing. But if I'm laying down...*horrified whisper* I sleep...
...
I have a fantastic hangover right now.
I had my eyes paralyzed twice. ...
Fudge: ...Err...Okay, yeah. So...I can't sleep when the sun's out either. Grrr.
Helloooooooooooo! I was saying something interesting!
Fudge: No, you're not. You were going to say about how someone killed you with tweezers.
...
How do they feel?
Fudge: You know, I wanted to ask but didn't want to sound like a creeper, so I refrained.
...
You even hiss like one. It's amazing you don't explode.
...Yes, I play Minecraft. Heh.
Heh.
Fudge: You'll be a celebrity (At least among fans) in the manga department. *hopeful smile*
...
I'm glad you feel better, Kitsune. *happy face*
Fudge: ...You might be a hermit, though. It'd be hard to get autographs. D:
Fudge: ...I could email you mine autograph. ...Unless you stop becoming a hermit and leave the house for a day during your career. XD
I have a pet Peregrine Falcon named Pigeon. ...
I didn't name her. She named herself.
Fudge: ...Well...Since Aer taught the bird how to read, write, and understand English...Pigeon actually did. ...I wish I had a pet dragon. D:
Fudge: *sighs* She's had 12 shots of 150-proof whiskey. Not sure how she likes the taste of that stuff. It's almost pure alcohol. ...
...
...
I have a horrific hangover now.
Well, it appears that I can see smells now. ...
...
Fudge: ... ... ... Jodie, the vodka doesn't taste good. I tried it.
...
Heh.
Oh, Jodie: Fudge is trying not to be a creeper, but he wants to know your little avatar name thingie in League again.
...
Fudge: ...I actually kinda figured she would say it anyways. But whatever. I noticed that whenever you say 'not to be creepy or anything', it turns out to be extremely awkward and creepy.
Fudge: You can pet a dragon, you know. ...I'm a dragon. Just saying.
...
I think he's bored.
*deadpans* Because that would be too powerful.
Heh.
His last name means that. We may have gone over this.
Fudge: ...I am a dragon carved out of pure fudge. Must...not...eat...
Fudge: Kitsune, you literally made my day with that.
Heh. I even smiled.
...
Too bad they don't make telepathic things in this time. It was so much fun to mess with people by thinking something else. ...
But also embarrassing if you were thinking of another person...*blushes*
So whatcha gonna draw?!