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[poorqueequeg]

I seem to be back from my captivity, however the Malnosso have upped their productivity. In what, you ask? Their unending task! The task of giving us ridiculous effects upon our return.

I'm not a bard of olden times, I just really can't stop these rhymes.

[Scully will be hiding out. Probably for a while. 8| Stupid mallynap effect!]

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[written]

[250mhzwabl]

[He might not do this if he knew this was his upstairs neighbour, but. Jack can't resist a little fun.]

I've read of such fates and fortunes, and yet
I never have observed them quite so plain.
If such speech vexes you, I'd not abet
villains, and from such rhymes I will abstain.
But if it's fated that we come to harm
at least in yours there is a sort of charm.

[written]

[poorqueequeg]

[8| so not funny, buster.]

At least I'm lucky to not have it all the time.
Just when I'm unsuspecting to begin with rhymes.

[written]

[250mhzwabl]

[Oh, come on. Isn't misery supposed to love company?]

This is then a sporadic curse?
Whether that is better or worse
I cannot say, I'll only hope,
for your sake, it will end with haste -
for though a poem's a shame to waste
You seem at the end of your rope

[written]

[poorqueequeg]

[If there's ever a weird shift around here, she will exploit it! Revenge in a prank is the sweetest.]
Quite at the end of my rope. If I could do the same to our captors it would be quite a sight.

[She can feel the rhyming about to start up again. Time to pause!]

[written]

[250mhzwabl]

From what I've heard of the Malnosso, I'm not sure a Shakespearean turn to their communication would make them any less intimidating.

Might be funny though.

[written]

[poorqueequeg]

They aren't so bad when you've been here a while,
but I will agree that an odd shift to them would make me smile.
While I would like to personally beat
their face in, revenge of the same is also sweet.


[The pause didn't work so well, but he probably gets the drift.]

[written]

[250mhzwabl]

I can't imagine how a large-scale rhyming shift would even work. Unless rap battles were involved somehow.

[written]

[poorqueequeg]

I'm not sure I'd want to hear that. Unless they were scientific. Rhyming about biology and chemistry might be a little interesting. [At least to her, in some amusing way, maybe!]

[written]

[250mhzwabl]

Now there's a thought. I'd admire whoever could pull it off without sounding like failed Cool Educational Approaches For The Youth Of The New Millennium.

[written]

[poorqueequeg]

But science is fun!
Everyone should love it a ton,
learning how the world works
even if nature has its quirks.



I mean that I enjoy the sciences.

[written]

[250mhzwabl]

[If it is wrong to encourage an afflicted woman to rhyme about science for his entertainment, education, and love of earnest conversation, then by God, Jack does not want to be right.]

But that is the thing, I think, when one says "science,"
one speaks a small word that yet stands in defiance
of understanding the thing fully unfurled.
The simple fact is that "science" is the world.
So, if you'd be so kind, just tell me to start:
what field of study lies nearest your heart?