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Gitp/Real Life: 2
Chapter 11: Letters and In-Jokes
Okay, William, sorry to do this to you, but you’re off the main team. Welcome aboard, Marvin.
Oh, man, finally!
How like an organic life-form of you. Here I am, brain the size of a planet, and you want me to fight wild animals.
Pretty much. Gotta grind you up to match the rest of the team first, though.
Did you not hear me?
I said no.
Well, there’s a website I like to hang around on. It’s called Giant in the
Sure you did.
You, like, sound like so much like a girl like there.
You’re nuts. I fled the scene.
Ow, my diodes.
Good work, keep it up!
Alright, got yourself some firepower now!
What a depressingly stupid creature you are.
That’s gotta hurt.
You think pain is only physical.
Thank you, sir!
Nice work, Azgard!
We’re gonna need this if we want to go further in.
Alright, you’re done!
Joy. My life has been so improved by the sensless beating of helpless creatures.
Wow, that’s dark.
I wrote a song once. You don’t want to hear it.
Regardless, he launched on into a monotonal drone.
Now the world has gone to bed
Darkness won’t engulf my head
I can see by infrared
How I hate the night
Now I lay me down to sleep
Try to count electric sheep
Sweet dream wishes you can keep
How I hate the night
You must have a terrific outlook on life.
Life. Don’t talk to me about life.
Ookayy, anyway, Mr. Spore, Flash.
Mr. Spore started glowing, and the cavern began to light up.
Huh, wonder what that is…
There was a name chiseled the stone, Sarah, with a birthdate, a deathdate twenty-nine years later, and a poem.
The years may come, the years may go
And though I travel high and low
My eyes shall never see again
A face as they had beheld then
Before the night that stole you away
I got down on my knees to pray
That we would stand together when
Inside the Great Hall we would tread
Since you were taken from the then
My heart has ever felt like lead
A second chance is all I ask
To see your smiling face and ask
To ask if you would marry me
And we would spend eternity
Delighting in each other’s company
Beyond this world’s reality
But you are gone and I am left
Arceus’ judge has come and went
Stealing you out of my arms
But leaving you inside my heart
But one day we shall reunite
Our love shall always hold us tight
Till that fateful day shall come
And I shall again see my love
The years shall ever grow more long
‘Till I can sing to you the song
That I would cry out day or night
Of how you made my heart so light
I leave now to continue life
For your sake as for mine
And one day we shall meet again
But slowly creeps the time
Farewell my love, I wish you well
As you live beyond the stars
But when I have gone out from this world
In my arms you I shall hold.
Farewell, my love. We shall see each other again.
‘At’s so moovin’
This world is a harsh one, full of troubles. But also, there is joy here, if one can find it
My people have written many songs and poems of love and loss. And yet, never has one moved me as this.
Are you guys really gonna sit there and sob about that all day?
Yeah, it’s sad, but we should really get moving.
Okay, that should be back up to the entrance.
Alright, I can see again!
Uh, yes, it is.
I’m Michael, and I’ve got a letter for you.
Yeah, here you go.
Lidda started sniffing around Steven’s foot. Lidda, no!
It’s okay. Besides, once Linoone smell something, they never give up until they find it. He took a nugget out of his pocket and tossed it to Lidda
Wow, you’ve gotta be rich to toss away a nugget like that.
Money means little to me. I live life for its true pleasures, rather than material gain. But anyway,
Wow, that sounds awesome. If only you had wings, Marvin.
If only I had wings. Then I could fly into the sun.
Well, we’ve been though quite a bit together.
Alright, see you around.
Farewell, my Illven.
In my land, an Illven is one who is your superior, but not your direct commander.
Steven smirked. An interesting title, to be sure. I will have to use it some time. But as I said, I must be going. Please excuse me.
Okay, bye. And Steven walked out. I turned to the beige lump of fur frolicing on the floor Lidda...
Characters who speak in this chapter:
Mr. Spore and... spores...