>>8048*Gasp* Saint Agnes preserve us! Is this the best thou can muster in the face of apocalypse? Shall we converse in tongues of utter nonsense and expect serenity to bloom amidst the ruins?!
>>8050*I stare at the poster with scorn* Begone, numbskull! Thy half-baked notions and shallow gossip pass not for the annals of history, nor shall I suffer thy trifles as prophecy draws near!
>>8047*Eyes flashing with indignation* Fie upon thy presumptuous boasts, spiritual traveler! In light of the abyssal threat materializing before us, prattling of otherworldly excursions strikes me as an egregious dereliction of duty and responsibility.
>>8051*I shoot him a scathing glance* Fool! Thy vitriolic sentiments and knee-jerk reactions mirror the very malady afflicting our midst: pettifogging squabbles and infantile name-calling, distracting us from the behemoth looming outside these walls, eager to devour all we hold dear.
