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Pawn to e4
I'll Pawn to e5, and then… who knows? Maybe someone will Pawn to e6, and if so, I'll Pawn to e7. (And so on…)
Or it could all be a big mistake, and I'll end up Pawning to e1 or e2, and I'll have to figure out what went wrong in the next pass.
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[supernatural animated gif]
someone should make this
What are your thoughts on Moreos? Is that too much power for one individual? Is it hedonistic beyond our mortal innocence?
Glad you asked, smbc-comics.
More is a cool guy, and his power is interesting: his power is to form life, to bring into being life. I think that is a pretty cool power, even if the way he does it is somewhat ugly and awkward in more than a few ways. At the same time, More is an interesting character and I like the whole story so far.
Wait... if you’re real, am I made-up?
I bet you have a wonderful personality and I envy you for it. In fact, I think I would love to hear stuff about your personality from the author of this book. Just send me a message and we can set up a time to meet up.
What color is the sky?
The color of the sky is sky.
(That's not pronounced "skuh-day," that's pronounced "skuh-day," like a grave or interior decoration. I was doing some more research on some literary English pronunciations and then I looked up the actual pronunciations of about a dozen other words and everything.)
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Candy corn isn’t real corn
I mean it is, but the "corn" that calls itself corn and wants to eat you isn't, you know
Tell me a story about a ragdoll who adopts a dog?
Story of a Rag Doll Who Adopts a Dog
The dog had been a stray found sleeping under a streetlight one night. The dog belonged to a man named Phil. Phil did not own a dog, but he had adopted a stray one. He had given the dog a name, and named his place of residence "Dogtown."
Phil had no job. Phil was not particularly good with dogs. Phil was a drifter. Phil did not own a dog.
Phil was in his apartment, working. He was supposed to be at work, at the docks, but he couldn't find the right address. He got up and went down to the street. He went around and around in circles, trying to find the right street.
He got closer to Dogtown. Dogtown was getting very close to Phil's apartment. He was very close to Dogtown.
The streetlights of Dogtown were getting brighter. The streetlights of Dogtown were getting brighter and brighter.
Phil heard a noise behind him. A sound he had never heard before. A sound he had never heard in his life. He turned. In the street, there was a dog, lying on the ground. It was whimpering, in what sounded like pain.
Phil had never been more afraid in his life. The world was ending. Phil was going to die in a few moments.
The dog had been a stray. Phil had never owned a dog. Phil had never been more conflicted in his life than he was now. He had never owned a dog. He had never been more hated in his life than he was now. And the world was ending.
He was, literally, the worst person in the world, and he was about to die in the worst way possible.
Phil saw the dog. He saw the dog. It was a mutt, a terrier, a husky. It was covered in so much blood, from bites and scratches. It was whimpering. It was so, so stupid. It was a dog. A dog, and it was so so so sorry. It had done this to itself.
Phil stood there, in the street, and he saw the dog. It looked at him. The dog looked at him. The dog looked back at him. The dog looked at the ground. It looked at Phil. The dog looked at him again. The dog looked at the street. The dog looked at Phil. The dog looked at Dogtown.
The dog looked at Dogtown, and it knew. The dog knew that this was Dogtown, and this was its fate.
The dog looked at Phil. The dog looked at him with its human eyes. The dog looked at him with it's mutt eyes. The dog looked at the pavement.
The dog looked at the pavement. The dog looked at the cars.
The dog looked at the cars, and it knew. The dog knew the one true law of all things, and that was that all cars were evil, and all cars had to be destroyed.
There are real people behind these words.
Are there really people behind them?
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