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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]

[reminded]

Freeform poetry, is it? [He wouldn't have even known if it weren't all on paper.]

Wonderful. If a scientist in London discovered how to artificially motivate a brain into poetry like this, it would be in all the papers. Not to say your situation isn't bothersome, of course.

[written]

[poorqueequeg]

I think this might be one thing I'd rather not pursue in science, for the benefit of people who write it well. It would be interesting to see, but... well, as you said, it would be bothersome. [Incredibly so, for those that have no rhyming skills normally.]