Jesperagathor: *nuzzles u* h-hewwo?? owO *looks down shyly* a-are you doing anytwing wight now???? :3
Jesperagathor: god that
Jesperagathor: that legitimately hurt to type
Cyresto: dont ever talk to me again
Cyresto: you dont ever
Cyresto: talk to me

♥♥♥♥♥♥ tell me🤔👀🤐 they don eat🍑🍽 ♥♥♥♥♥ if it stankin🤮🤢🤫🤥🙀🤟💍🤛 but shiid😈💩 a ♥♥♥♥♥ be eatin🤤😩 good🤯💯🥤🍯🍩 if that ♥♥♥♥♥ leave a sweet 🍭 and sour🍬 stank on my 🌭🥓🥩🍤 fingers👅🙏🏻☝️👋 I fill my tummy tumtum💋👄🦀🦐🦑🐍

Oh I see. Too good for air are we?

Mother ♥♥♥♥♥♥, if it wasn't for air, you'd be dead. I bet you didn't even realise that air is pushing you all around to stop your blood from boiling. You ungrateful piece of ♥♥♥♥. But no, air isn't amazing or anything, not like what, caramel? ♥♥♥♥♥ please, try breath caramel. Oh what's that? You died because caramel doesn't diffuse across your aveoli into your blood and later across cell membranes to enable your cells to engage in vital functions?

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ think before you speak you ♥♥♥♥.

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Did you ever hear the tragedy of Darth Plagueis "the wise"? I thought not. It's not a story the Jedi would tell you. It's a Sith legend. Darth Plagueis was a Dark Lord of the Sith, so powerful and so wise he could use the Force to influence the midichlorians to create life... He had such a knowledge of the dark side that he could even keep the ones he cared about from dying. The dark side of the Force is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural. He became so powerful... the only thing he was afraid of was losing his power, which eventually, of course, he did. Unfortunately, he taught his apprentice everything he knew, then his apprentice killed him in his sleep. It's ironic he could save others from death, but not himself.