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Post by ~Rippleshadow~ on Oct 9, 2015 21:08:11 GMT -7
"We all have urges to do a jig," Ripple said nonchalantly.
"Ike, I'm pretty sure your chicken would be gone by this point if we were writing realistic things," Marth sighed.
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Post by Jeannybird on Oct 9, 2015 21:10:43 GMT -7
"I'm pretty sure you'd be less sassy if we were writing realistic things," Ike shrugged as he ate more chicken.
"Ike never has the urge to do a jig, unfortunately," Jean sighed.
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Post by ~Rippleshadow~ on Oct 9, 2015 21:13:13 GMT -7
"Sass? What sass? I was not being sassy. I was being incredulous, expressing myself with a sigh of resignation," Marth sighed again. "Are you just bad at reading peoples' emotions?"
"You don't know that," Ripple laughed. "People don't always act on their urges. And unless you literally are with Ike 24/7...you don't know if he never does jigs anyway."
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Post by Jeannybird on Oct 9, 2015 21:20:45 GMT -7
Jean laughed. "Of course I'm not with Ike 24/7. That'd be weird. In any case, I'm pretty sure Ike has hardly any urges he does not act on."
Ike frowned. "I may be bad at reading emotions. Also, I don't act on all my urges."
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Post by ~Rippleshadow~ on Oct 9, 2015 21:23:38 GMT -7
"UMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" Ripple blinked. This conversation was too awkward for an awkward person like her.
"Clearly," Marth mumbled.
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Post by Jeannybird on Oct 9, 2015 21:29:24 GMT -7
"Ummmmmmmmmm...." Jean replied. She did not know how to respond to an awkward person awkwardly responding to her.
Ike resisted the urge to punch Marth.
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Post by ~Rippleshadow~ on Oct 9, 2015 21:31:03 GMT -7
"UUUUUMMMMMM" Ripple buzzed awkwardly.
Marth smirked in his brain.
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Post by Jeannybird on Oct 9, 2015 21:34:33 GMT -7
"THIS IS FUN!!" Jean shouted suddenly, awkwardness overcoming every sense of logic and urge-resisting inside her.
"Hahaha yeah, Jean, barrels of fun!" Ike replied as non sarcastically as he could.
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Post by ~Rippleshadow~ on Oct 9, 2015 21:35:34 GMT -7
Ripple sat back in her seat. "Sure. Fun. So fun. I could die I'm having so much FUN."
Marth continued to smirk in his brain.
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Post by Jeannybird on Oct 9, 2015 21:39:04 GMT -7
"Why don't we go play In a Pickle or something then we can have even more fun!" Jean said. "And if you don't want to do that just give me any ideas and I'll be happy to do whatever!"
"Sure, why not?" Ike responded.
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Post by ~Rippleshadow~ on Oct 9, 2015 21:41:12 GMT -7
Ripple didn't even care anymore. She was too tured.
Marth wanted to know about manatees.
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Post by Jeannybird on Oct 9, 2015 21:43:48 GMT -7
"Ripple, you can go if you want," Jean said.
Ike did not care much for what was going on anymore.
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Post by ~Rippleshadow~ on Oct 9, 2015 21:45:18 GMT -7
"Why does no-one caaaaare?" Marth cried.
"Because it is 10:45 at night and all the chicken is GONE," Ripple massaged her temples
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Post by Jeannybird on Oct 9, 2015 21:49:40 GMT -7
Jean was getting tired too. "Maybe it's better if we go to sleep, it feels like today has lasted forever," she exaggerated.
Ike wasn't so sure it was much of an exaggeration.
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Post by ~Rippleshadow~ on Oct 9, 2015 21:50:24 GMT -7
"WHY ARE YOU IGNORING ME?" Marth whispered.
"Yeah sleep sounds good," Ripple yawned.
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