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Is this the community my dear servant has been spending so much time on? How wonderful! But whats this? The child has not introduced himself! I simply must remedy that.

Hello Drama Drama Duck! I am Vara, planetary thinkhive and soul of Uran S'Varek. You have already met my servant Hok'Ton Karakael. But you don't know much about him, do you? So. Ask any question about him, and I will answer. (Won't he hate this~)

Edit: Oh dear. It seems as if I have not provided proper definitions! (And I thought I was a better English speaker than Kale. Drat)

So. There are some definite differences between my universe and yours.

Thinkhives are 'computers' that control entire planets. Does any one else have computers like this? I would love to talk to kindred spirits!

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Yeah, I got a question. How long did it take your mom to make your costume? Because you should probably ask for your money back. Even if you didn't pay her. You deserve compensation. Hell, I deserve some compensation just for being forced to look at ya. Looks like she just draped a bathrobe over you and said "There you go, honey! It even has pockets to keep your lunch money in! Now go have fun at Klingon language camp!"

Still, it'll probably come in handy on Halloween. You know, the one day of the year when you're able to pluck up the courage to walk out your front door, because that's when all the other kids look just as hideous as you. Except with you it's all natural. The other kids, they gotta work hard to be unsightly. You should feel bad for them. After all, they spend the other three hundred and sixty four days feeling bad for you and your face.

What I'm saying is, quit speakin' Klingon. That's a dead language and you know it.

Oh my, what a funny little creture. But this icon lookes nothing like either of us! Hmm. Maybe I should go and find one that does.

What is Halloween? Some sort of holliday I assume? One where you dress up? I shall have to tell my servant about it!

But what is Klingon? I suppose I am speaking a dead language...but it isn't 'Klingon'.

Do you need definitions?

Yeah, I need definitions. High definitions. Like a friggin' plasma screen TV built into my living room wall. So I can watch my Bad Boys box-set in glorious Blu-Ray format. Detail so crisp you can see the despair in Martin Lawrence's eyes.

That's what I want, little man.

I'm afraid I don't understand your references! Blu-Ray? Bad Boys?

Oh, I see. You think I'm male. I'm afraid your wrong! I am most definatly female! (Nor am I 'little')

Your servant? Is he a valet or what?

Valet? I suppose. He does all the things I either cannot or don't want to do. (Since that is most everything, he's rather busy.)

...Isn't that a bit inconsiderate?

What is inconsiderate?

Giving out information on someone when they obviously prefer to just watch. Not to mention, is it really a good idea to make your servant angry?

Well, I believe he needs more friends. Hes so seriouse all the time. Its not healthy!

Anyhow, he wouldn't even be alive if it wasn't for me, so hes rather indebted to me. Theres not much he can do to me!

Whatever you say.

What? You sound as if you disprove.

It's your problem.

Problem? What problem? he appears happy . He has his ~~pets~~children.

I was thinking more of his probably response to this post.

He sighed in that dramatic way of his, then commented that he had no privacy. Poor mans acts like a angsty teenager sometimes.

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