"Hey Alt, what are you doing now?" "Reading my story on armorgames. It's called the Neverending Story." "How could it never end if it only ends up being four lines?" "Read it closely." 0.o
"Oy Alt thought you said it would only be four lines!" "Not my fault you're awful at predicting the future." "So. . .what are you doing?" Being annoyed by someone while I'm typing the Neverending story." "Who's annoying you?" "Think about it."
"You know Alt, I bet all of the people on armorgames who've viewed that story think you're crazy." "How is that a bad thing?" "They'll think you're crazy." "No use hiding the truth from honest people." "I do not know how to respond to that." "Then you're not crazy enough."
"What now, Alt?" "Someone else replied on my thread!" "But she thinks that you posted too much." "So?" "That's bad." "Well, I'm using this dialogue to respond." "Could you mention my name?" "No." "Why?" "A ninja pony, a mazzelh, a zombie, a wraith, or a mod will attack you." "You know, I used to think you're crazy. But now, I'm sure."
"Alt, more people are posting in your thread." "They seem confused." "And scared." "Alt, that's a bad thing. You don't want them to be confused and scared." "My objectives are hazy." "Ummm. . . ." "London times France minus dorito equals. . .?" "I can't respond to that." "You just did." "You're insufferable, Alt. . . ." *^_^*
"You know Alt, this thread may be locked." "Why?" "Because of offtopicness or something." "It's in the art forum. Offtopicness is the least of my worries." ------------- NO-ONE LOCK THIS THREAD! I WOULD BE SAD
"Why does db05 think that this has correlation to the lord and lady club?" "Maybe he's crazy too, alt! Maybe everyone is crazy, except me!" "It's not like we're a clique or anything." "You're acting too calm." "My nickname is Chill for a reason." "Where?" "Real life." "This is real life." "No, it's a story." "What? So. . .you don't exist?" "No, I exist. You don't." "How?" "I'm the one typing." "That's not fair." "Take it up with the author if you have problems." "Alt, who's the author?" "Me." "urghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. . . ."