1045 >Meowrage: talk to your mama

Meowrage: mom whats wrong

Mamasprite: Oh, it's horrible.

Meowrage: tell me

Meowrage: i can handle it

Mamasprite: Your father, he-

Mamasprite: We were just catching up and-

Mamasprite: We were safe and then-

JN: speak whore

Meowrage: hey

Meowrage: thats no way to talk to my mom

Mamasprite: It's ok Meowrage, I deserve it.

Meowrage: what

Meowrage: no you dont

Meowrage: you are my mom

Meowrage: and the few minutes i have spent with you have been so incredible

Meowrage: you are not a whore

Meowrage: you are my mom

Meowrage: and my mom cant be a whore

Mamasprite: *sniffle* Thank you.

Mamasprite: *sniffle* I think I'm okay now.

Mamasprite: Your dad and I were catching up on lost time,

Mamasprite: but then a bunch of imposters who stole my style came in and started pulling him away from me.

Mamasprite: I tried to fight back, I did, but they were just too strong.

Mamasprite: I feel so ashamed, that even in his time of need, I couldn't protect my Roar.

Mamasprite: I just hid where they couldn't find me, in the safe.

Meowrage: dont beat yourself up

Meowrage: your a ghost or whatever

Meowrage: your supposed to guide

Meowrage: not fight

Meowrage: much like im supposed to investigate

Meowrage: or jacks supposed to kill the queen

Meowrage: i bet you did the best you could

Mamasprite: That's a great insight, son.

Mamasprite: You could be a poet when you grow up.

Meowrage: if i grow up

Meowrage: this game seems pretty appocolyptic

Mamasprite: You're right, this game does signal an end of an era.

Mamasprite: But it also signals the beginning of a new one.  

Mamasprite: You probably remember me telling you about this game creating universes, but it also brings new life to earth after it's stripping.

Meowrage: what do you mean

Mamasprite: When this game completes, there will be a group of carpascians who will inhabit the earth once the final player has entered.

Mamasprite: They will play their own version of this game, one whose ramifications allow the universe that earth is in to permeate.

Mamasprite: You shouldn't worry yourself about that quite yet.

Meowrage: oh kay

Meowrage: hey jack

Meowrage: your in charge of the dersites right

JN: i squack at them and they listen

Meowrage: can you check where my dad is

JN: sure

JN: let me do your dirty work

Meoewrage: thanks

JN: ugh