text: un: gautier

[laidtocrest]

quick poll, what's your favorite animal and on a scale from 1-10 how badly do you want to see one again?

[He's doing a poll in the stupidest way possible, what of it. At least this time there isn't naked people involved (yet).]

Comments

[swordhardy]

Huh. Where does the meat come from if there aren't any chickens? There should be some if they're in the stores, right? Maybe there's a secret farm?

Oh.
How much older?

[laidtocrest]

i hate you asked that you're making me wonder things, like if any of it's actually chicken or just stuff that smells like chicken and tastes like chicken but is made of something else, somehow.

he was 5 years

[swordhardy]

Haha, sorry! But it makes you wonder. What if it's people? You don't think it's that kind of place, right?

'Was'? Ah, I got it. I'm a younger brother myself.

[laidtocrest]

clearly us younger brothers gotta stick together

what's yours like? unless you don't wanna talk about it

[swordhardy]

My brothers?

We got along when they were around. Four of them are dead. The last one—it’s complicated.

I’m the sixth son. That’s what my name means: Rokurou.