phantom: *drops in out of literal nowhere with his arms crossed like cu does whenever archer is around*Â Greetings operator codename âBeagleâ I seem to have gotten lost on my way to the âJamba Juiceâ that is purportedly on âRoads Islandâ. Might you guide me on my way
beagle: (in actual tears)
fang: We call it rhodes island actually, also, excuse me, who are you
phantom: *typing in ârhodes island jamba juiceâ on google maps and waiting for it to load*Â Haha whoops Silly me. The phantom of the opera is here inside your jamba juice soon.
fang: Can you at least tell me why everything you say is purple.
phantom: Heh⊠Alas, it is the curse placed upon me, the originium shards in my throat that turn my voice into a lullaby of death⊠Before Roads Island
phantom: Before Rhodes Island I was doomed to being a dove of mourning, trapped eternally on the stage of the night. Yet I stand before you now, my voice inhibited by this âBlue Braceletâ given to me by the good doctor, enabling me to sing again⊠I merely pay the cost of mild discomfort, my singing sounding like a JPEG version of itself, my neck getting sweaty under the band, and yes⊠my words turning purple
lava: *kicks the door down*
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