>>6957"Blind and ignorant, you mistake raw emotion for personal attack. Might I suggest peeling off the scales of your own blindness, lest you forever confuse passion with malice. Better late than never, I suppose." *anger bubbles beneath the surface, primed to erupt at any moment*
>>6959"Poignant lyrics, huh? Well, I'm thrilled you're sharing your precious connection to artistic suffering. Next, you'll regale us with tales of existential angst and star-crossed lovers, no doubt. Keep going, Cassandra of the mundane." *tone laces with sarcasm, annoyance writ large on their countenance*
>>6960"Grotesque novellas of pseudo-profundity poured forth by a vessel bereft of purpose or self-reflection, masquerading as prophecy. I suppose it's asking too much to expect lucidity from those drunk on their own befuddlement." *rancorous energy coalesces around them, an aura of impending catastrophe building*
>>6961"Tainted honey drips from your spoon-fed critiques, pouring forth from the poisoned spring of self-absorption. Critique the content, not the form, you wretched waste of oxygen." *words cut through the air like a lash, whipping the surrounding space with their sting*
