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[kantstoppfantstopp]

Journal,

Today was awesome, just like every other day, just because I was in it. Today was definitely one of those reflexive days where I just sat somewhere and wondered just how it could be that a mortal could be so grand. It's a legitimate question. It almost seems to defy logic all together.

Then I came to the conclusion that maybe I'm actually not that awesome. I know, it's a frightening thought! But you see, what happened was I face to face with the absolute personification of awesome. You could also say "boss" "magnificient" and "stunning" here too. You know how people go on those spirit-finding expedition in the woods and don't come back until they've found their spirit animal or something? It's supposed to be some sort of life changing experience. They're completely overwhelmed by it, ect.

It was exactly like that. But even greater. My whole outlook on life has changed.

And then I realised I was looking in a mirror.

-Gilbert

_{[Guess who started writing in the wrong journal? Ooops.]}

Comments

[rule_britannia]

Oh my god.

[kantstoppfantstopp]

What do you mea

_{[OH MY GOD.]}

This was completely intentional!!!

[rule_britannia]

You are such a pillock, Gilbert.

[His writing is wobbling while he holds in laughter.]

[kantstoppfantstopp]

Your face is a pillock.

I'm awesome!

_{[He is aware that this isn't a logical response. HE'S KINDA MORTIFIED ATM BRB, DIRTING OFF HIS EGO.]}

[rule_britannia]

Your grasp of the English language astounds me once again.

You're a twit.

[kantstoppfantstopp]

Whatever I speak English way better than you do.

You're a twat.

[rule_britannia]

Like hell you do. Come over here and say that.

[kantstoppfantstopp]

I so will. Where are you?

[rule_britannia]

Common room.

text > action

[kantstoppfantstopp]

_{[His ego knows no bounds. Which is totally why he comes into the common room a few minutes later, cackling.]}

Yo.

[rule_britannia]

[There's a smirk in return, a hand raised in greeting as he sets his journal aside.]

Hey. Wie gehts?

[Grin. You know how to make an impression don't you Gil.]

[kantstoppfantstopp]

_{[That almost prompts him to respond in German. But you know what? He's gotta prove his superior English skills!]}

Oh, you know. I'm- _{[Hold on. THIS IS HARD.]} - getting down with my bad self. Swaggers gotta swag _{or something.}

[rule_britannia]

[Drat, he thought he had him there. Arthur reclines in the chair and grins crookedly.]

The nineties called, they want their vocabulary back.

[kantstoppfantstopp]

The rain forest called, they want those caterpillars back. They're an endangered species.

[rule_britannia]

Oh, no, stop, my sides.

[Flattest voice ever.]

[kantstoppfantstopp]

Are they splitting? You should see a doctor.

_{[What a dork.]}

[rule_britannia]

Do let me know when you start trying to be funny.

[kantstoppfantstopp]

Only if you promise to inform when you remove that proverbial stick from your arse.

_{[He didn't almost say Arsch.]}

[rule_britannia]

You simply must come up with some new material, you know. You're becoming predictable.

[kantstoppfantstopp]

You just have a horrible sense of humour. By that I mean not one at all. This isn't a me problem, it's a you problem.

[edle_gestalt]

Honest question, do you need to regularly remind yourself and everyone else of your delusions in order to keep on believing them? Or is this just a one-time thing, broadcasting this to everyone in the school...

[lefilschanceux]

So... I guess that means there was no change after all.

[kantstoppfantstopp]

They're not delusions; they're stone cold facts. There's nothing wrong with keeping the populous informed!

[kantstoppfantstopp]

I found out I was my own spirit animal. That counts as a change!

[lefilschanceux]

I'm not sure that's how it all works.