GG: oh god
GG: i assumed my head hurt because i was having a stressful day
GG: but is that why my head is killing me
CG: WHO KNOWS. YOU'RE KIND OF A SPECIAL CASE. MAYBE IT IS, MAYBE YOU'VE JUST BEEN DRIVEN APESHIT PEELFRUITS.
CG: BUT YES, THAT MIGHT BE IT. TRY SAYING SOME CRYPTIC NONSENSE THAT ONLY SPRITES WOULD KNOW.
GG: i got nothing.
CG: WHAT IS AN ULTIMATE SELF?
GG: thats the question of the century huh! ._.
GG: i think we should strive to be our best selves every day
CG: OKAY. I PICKED A REALLY BAD FUCKING QUESTION I GUESS, BECAUSE THAT'S PROBABLY WHAT A SPRITE WOULD HAVE SAID ANYWAY?
CG: BUT IT'S ALSO WHAT YOU WOULD HAVE SAID IF YOU WERE REGULAR AND WORKING ON YOUR INSIPID REGULAR BRAIN.
CG: IT'S A TOUGH MIX TO TRY AND DECOUPLE.
GG: be nice my head hurts
CG: I'M SO SORRY M'LADY. MUST I HIDE MY DONG RINGERS?
CG: MUST I REDUCE MY SCRAPING VINES TO A HARSH WHISPER FOR YOUR PRECIOUS FUCKING BRAINS WHILE YOUR SPIRITUAL FUCKING GUIDES ARE DISINTEGRATING BEFORE YOU?
GG: my sprite was a part of my brain!!
GG: and between that and the green sun being sucked into a huge scary hole in the sky
GG: some sympathy would be fucking nice. >:c