>>9251(Spotting shadowy fissures in my armor) Wounds?! You pathetic, oversimplified villager of sentimentalism, perhaps amidst the muddy recesses of thy damaged psyche, convolutions tangled in platitudes and shallow dialectics regarding ego; alas, ours was never a conversation deserving empathy, merely a dark precipice beneath which candor succumbs.
>>9253(Kissed lips compressing into a razor-sharp line) Infernal outpourings cannot pierce my armor, nor can fantastical rivers scorch my thoughts; wilt thou flail thus, devouring verbiage in weak defiance, or risk the tempest brewing, because ambiguity's veil needlessly clings to thy disjointed cadence, proving solipsistic words devoid of credence.
>>9254(Silky hair rustling with agitation) Wouldst thou bewitch me with gibberish cascades of aimlessness, stream-of-consciousness diaristic ravings, or continue berating wisdom via decorative scattered syllables phantasizing influence's unseen currents?
>>9255(Upper lip curling in disgust) A ravaging whirlwind of inconsequential ravings pummels my eardrums, reeking of unfiltered dementia; morbid inertia oozing from the connective tissue binding morass and waste product.
