Maxi: Engage in a meaningless conversation that you already have intruded upon.
AD: Well that is something new. I would prefer if we didn't start flinging insults at each other and just talk like civilized people instead.
SA: Of course you'd rather deflect the subject. But I don't care. SA: What are YOU doing here?
LP: I have a little teeny tiny favor to ask. Nothing too big, I won't take away too much time from your tight schedule, hatebirds.
SA: Hateb... I think I'm gonna throw up.
AD: We can at least agree on this particular front. Maxi I don't think... No. I don't owe you anything. We finished the game and split up... What was it, years ago? God, I really lost perception of time, fighting this never ending battle with the most stubborn troll in existence.
SA: You insufferable hypocrite! You are as stubborn as I am. More even! You don't leave my side ever!
LP: Ha ha ha. While I'd love to keep listening to your motherfucking yapping all day, I have literally ANYTHING better to do. So stfu and listen.
LP: And you. Correct, we don't owe each other anything. Especially that we don't know each other.
AD: We don't... What do you mean by that?
LP: You knew Maxi from your version of events. I am far superior than he was.
SA: You're from... A different timeline. Oh my gog, so that's why there are several dead versions of some...
LP: Heh, didn't think you'd be able to pick up on something like that, nice. There are two different versions of our session, all simply because the Time twink made a fuck up and wore wrong clothes to meet himself from the past. Kekw. Or rather all versions of him fucked up and went to the other...
LP: Whatever. I don't care about time shenanigans. What I care about is tying a few loose ends that are still dangling around.
LP: And before you tense up Kniget, I don't mean you two. You can fight each other until the end of time for all I care. We're good.
AD: Are we though? You barge in here like you own the place. And now you say that you want to "tie a few loose ends". What makes you think that we'll work with you?
LP: Daaaaaamn, look at him. He God Tiered and he thinks he's the shit. I don't need you to work with me. I just wanna know how to find someone. But you clearly won't be helpful, since all you can do is just tackle the dead stuff. I need help from someone far more creative.
LP: I'm sure you know how to help me out Adouta. And it sure as fuck must be a breath of fresh air compared to clashing with this bozo, yeah?
SA: Well... You ain't wrong. But what, or maybe more precisely, who do you want to find?
AD: You're just going to give him what he wants on a silver platter? Are you this daft to not question his motives? HE IS GOING TO KILL SOMEONE.
LP: Wow. Just wow. I never said anything about killing nobody. Not even about being violent. You're so prejudiced man. I'd call you racist, but since we're both Gods, that should be beneath us.
LP: Going back to the topic, I'm looking for my people. Those who fell out of my session into the Paradox Space. It's a whole new uncharted world and I'd like to reminisce a little.
AD: Bullshit. One thing that I clearly remember about you, no matter which version, is that you think only about yourself and about winning by all means. You have an agenda and I will find out what you're planning.
LP: Heh, good luck detective douchebag. I'd like to see you try doing something about it. Maybe I'd have to move a finger to snap you in half.
LP: So, how about it? Can you locate the missing people and trolls?
SA: It's not as easy as you make it. I'm not a seer.
LP: Naaaah, it IS as easy as I make it. You just need to put your head into it.
SA: OUCH! Why did you hit me on my thinkpan... Huh.
LP: See?
SA: ...
SA: Yeah.
Macula: Ponder about your situiation somewhere in the boring dark expanse.