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[cawky]

ok
which one of you was paid to write this intro
seriously
someone needs to be fired
cliche as fuck
im offended by how horrible it is
informative maybe but lets be real here
ive lived the personal game guide life
yall could take a few tips from me
i mean
so this pamphlet isnt a snorefest

so what is this
new york jacked up with superheroes?
pretty sweet i guess
its weird as shit having legs again
i finally got used to the whole floating thing

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[dupable]

[ Sadly, for the past year, John has had no lack of Dave, in fact, even though he keeps coming in and out, John's seen his fair share of Davesprite too, so while this is an emotional moment for Davesprite... John is an oblivious douche. ]

Can you shoo them away or something? We definitely can't let this many birds in the house.

[ He's walking over to him now and lifting his hands up to try to wave at some of the birds. ]

[cawky]

[Davesprite doesn't seem to give a fuck -- he's good at that. John's attempt at shooing has mixed results. Most of the pigeons fly off, but the crows remain stubborn. The largest one caws obnoxiously and pecks at John's hand in a bold fashion.]

Pretty sure that's feathery asshole for "fuck off bro".

[Maybe its that gross orange scent that's attracting them. Not that Dave can tell.]

[dupable]

Ow!

[ Jerking his hand back and rubbing the spot the crow pecked him. ]

I didn't even do anything to him.

[cawky]

You shooed him pretty hard just now. Think you might've offended the guy. Maybe you should think about apologizing.

[The crows are giving John a dubious look. Dave rolls his shoulders to try and shake a few off -- it doesn't work.]

[dupable]

[ Making a face at him. ]

I'm not apologizing to your head crow.

[cawky]

The corvid legion is disappointed in you, Egbert. Songs will be sung of your great offense to birdkind.

[Folding his arms, shaking his head. The bird on his head caws again, trying to reestablish his foothold.]

[dupable]

They will just have to continue to be disappointed then.

[ He's got his eye on you, head crow. ]

You're gonna have to get rid of them before we go inside though.

[cawky]

I'll just live in a box, it'll be totally legit. I'll make a treehouse out of it.

[Head crow stares right back and tilts its head.]

[dupable]

Okay, I don't know what is with versions of you always wanting to live in boxes, but that is not happening.

[ ... That crow is actually kind of unnerving :C ]

[cawky]

I'll chase 'em off. But they're not gonna leave.

[He shrugs. Headcrow evolves into shouldercrow, chasing one of the smaller ones away.]

[dupable]

[ Frowning a little. WELL at least he got rid of one of them. Good job, shouldercrow. ]

If they leave long enough for us to get you inside we can just close the windows, it'll be fine.

[cawky]

How far?

[He shoos a crow off his shoulder, but it moves to his feet. The only one left is the large one.]

[dupable]

Not too far if we fly there.

[ Though Dave doesn't have wings anymore.... ]

I can carry us both?

[cawky]

[Sounds humiliating. He glances skyward and frowns.]

I'll walk. I'll figure something out on the way.

[dupable]

[ Well, it'll take longer but... okay. ]

Then it's...

[ Pauses as he considers this. He knows the general direction, but he's not sure which streets to go down, what with him normally taking short cuts over the buildings and all. ]

This way for sure.