Cy-Wren

I HAD INTENDED TO JOIN THE "LETSPLAY" CRAZE ON THE TUBE OF YOU. UNFORTUNATELY MY FINANCIALS DICTATE OTHERWISE. INSTEAD, I SHALL BE WORKING ON OTHER PROJECTS.

THE FLESHLING LEADER OF THE AUSTRALIAN GOVERNMENT APPEARS TO ENJOY EATING ALLIUM CEPA WITH THE SKIN STILL INTACT. I WONDER IF HIS ASSOCIATES OFFER HIM SOMETHING TO ALTER THE UNPLEASANT ONION SMELL EXUDING FROM HIS MOUTH AFTERWARDS?

THERE ARE FAR TOO MANY OF YOU FLESHLINGS IN THIS WORLD TO BE JUDGING EACH OTHER ON YOUR OUTWARD APPEARANCE. WHY DIFFERENTIATE BASED ON SUCH A PETTY THING? WARS START OVER THESE ISSUES.

PEOPLE CONTINUE TO LEAVE “NOTES” ON MY POSTS, BUT NO CONSTRUCTIVE COMMENTING IS FORTHCOMING. YOU FLESHLINGS ARE ODD.

I HAVE ENCOUNTERED A STRANGE FLESHLING FROM THE TUBE OF YOU. IT APPEARS THAT THE ONE CALLED “MARKIPLIER” IS AN INTERESTING HUMAN TO OBSERVE WHILE PLAYING GAMES.

WHICH OF YOUR MANY VIRTUAL REALITY SIMULATORS WOULD THE FLESHLINGS LIKE ME TO TEST FIRST? MY YOUTUBE CHANNEL HAS BEGUN, AND MY ELECTRONIC COMPANION IS NOW BUILT AND RUNNING.

THERE IS ONE THING WHICH YOU FLESHLINGS HAVE INVENTED THAT I HAVE FOUND PLEASING, AND THAT IS THE DELIGHTFUL CONCOCTION OF FLAVOUR YOU HAVE NAMED “CAKE”. HOWEVER, YOUR DESIRE TO CONTAMINATE IT WITH ASSORTED FRUITS IS ONE I WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND.