EB: well,
EB: like i said, i flew down there for a bit and then landed here in this weird place.
EB: there were a lot of meteors.
EB: i could tell typheus was nearby, so i tried to talk to him.
EB: but he sounded asleep.
EB: so i flapped my wings and flew up to him, but it was just a matter of time before my dream came true.
EB: i woke up on prospit.
EB: i was greeted by a muggy dave.
EB: he was wearing a hood and had a sword lying around.
EB: i followed him for a bit...
EB: and then i left with rose and dave.
EB: i was so relieved!
TT: You were?
EB: yes!
TT: You were?
EB: wellllll?
TG: men who wear hoods
TG: rise like
TG: me
TG: and dave like
TG: our dream counterparts
TG: which means
TG: more alike oh yeah
TG: than any of the others
EB: theyre pretty different.
EB: the bright side is theyre less likely to give a shit about keeping the lights on!
TG: well shit
TG: neither do you
TG: look at it this way
TG: if rising did not want to sleep, he/she wouldnt have had a choice
TG: they would have to die
TG: that is a fact not an argument
EB: argument what?
TG: about how hard it is to keep the lights on
TG: especially since youre not the sum of your depressing thoughts
TG: rise wants to be free
TG: to feel happy again
TG: and i think thats what you want
TG: you want to feel alive
TG: and safe
TG: again
EB: safe?
EB: oh...
EB: safari?
TG: aw man
TG: ok i dont know about that
TG: but that would probably be bad form too
TG: you dont want to wake up and do the dirty work again
EB: nope.
TG: you might as well just stay dead
TG: that is the advice of the living