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[increases]

WORST.

SPACE TRIP.

EVER.

[ What, did you expect something useful to go by? H A H ]

I want my money back.

Comments

[increases]

I mean you're not wrong.

Not helpful either, but not wrong.

[fateality]

That's me, the factual but not helpful guy.

I don't have a whole lot of silver lining on this. Sorry, stranger. Maybe next time when I can manage to even stand up for more than ten minutes.

[increases]

You keep doing it!

You're tired all the time too?

[fateality]

My bad, I guess. Heh.

Got it in one. I hate to do it, but I've had to ask some folk to carry me around from time to time. You having the same trouble?

[increases]

Yeah, but I can walk. Sorta. Short distances.

I'm not loving this.

[fateality]

Maybe we can start a club to cope. But I do envy your ability to walk more than me, even if it's not by a lot.

Same, but there's not much we can do about it right now. The best thing I can offer is maybe a few distractions. I'm an entertainer by trade, even if I'm really limited right now in what I can do.

[increases]

Perks of being small, finally.

What kind of entertainer?

[fateality]

I will never mock someone vertically challenged again.

Magic tricks, mostly. But I've told stories and sung songs as well. Probably would be more effective off the text setting, admittedly.

[increases]

Good, because I for the life of me can't muster the strength to hit you if you do.

Well, one day.

[fateality]

So violent.

Do let me know if you need said distraction, I suppose. In the meanwhile, good luck.

[increases]

eh

i will and you too