Tweedles

[lord_wizard]

You know, it’s rather terribly rude of you all to go on about how out of sorts things are here.

We’re perfectly well-sorted here, thank you. Have you considered that you’re the ones who need sorting? You’re guests, after all - complaining that things aren’t as they are in your own homes is very unseemly.

Quite so. Our seeming is very much in order, thank you all for not asking. And while you’re not asking perhaps you should ask yourselves if maybe you’re more turned around than you think.

Turn yourselves right around and go home, if you ask us. Which you’re not.

Certainly not. We should sort some manners into these silly darlings.

Absolutely so, my dear brother. We’re paragons of good grace after all.

Perhaps maybe introducing yourselves before trodding all over our grass and insulting the Queen.

Possibly probably say - “Oh hello, good sirs and ladies, my name is Tweedle Dum”

Well, except they wouldn’t because that’s your name.

No of course not, Tweedle Dee, they don’t have as much good sense to be me.

Or me.

[Felix (Tweedle Dee) is gold, and Clow (Tweedle Dum) is red. Replies will come from both]]

Comments

[radiantwingedone]

Herd the rude-stupid ones my way?

[ Hopefully they won't taste rude as well? ]

[kungfuwitch]

[she chuckles] Boys, boys, I don't think any of them have any sense to speak of at all.

[twisted_baroque]

[this card soldier has to agree.]

They're a little strange. Maybe their heads are not on right?

[onlyanapple]

...Felix?

[squartatore]

Finally, someone -- pardon, make that sometwo -- are speaking up. This has gone from silly to annoying.

dictated

[hard_talker]

Jesus Christ, you're fuckin' kidding me.

[silentrunning]

[Chell furrows her brows. She'd not introduced herself had she. And she's read about manners... So she'll give it a quick try. Picking up her journal, she writes back.]

I beg your pardon, good sirs. My name is Chell. I apologize for not introducing myself. And I have most certainly not insulted anyone. The only reason I did not introduce myself earlier is I am a bit shy, and it takes me a bit of time to get up my nerve, and everyone here has always seemed so busy that I did not want to interrupt them.

[She sets down her pen and in trepidation waits for a response.]