Letrum: *standing around doing nothing staring onto the wall*

...

Letrum: ... =_= ..... what the- O_o *gets overrun by Zherk*

Zherk: Outta my way, emo!

Letrum: ... why are you callin' me... o_O''

Zherk: Because. And because *Marristia wants you to be.

Letrum: ....that makes no sense.

Zherk: It does. BUT - I am not here to talk to you about your emoness. But to THE PEOPLE OF THE INTERNET.

Letrum: You. To the people of the internet. Alright.

Zherk: Why not? <_<

Letrum: Because But anyways... FRESCA! WHY THE HELL should I become emo and Zherk a DOCTOR?! That makes no sense!

Zherk: She won't answer to you.

Letrum: And why, twit?

Zherk: Because she's in the middle of chatting. That's why I am here. To tell THE PEOPLE OF THE INTERNET about... things. Or so.

Helian: THE PEOPLE OF THE INTERNET.

Zherk: Exactly. THE PEOPLE OF THE INTERNET. And I gonna talk to them.

Helian: Shhhhh, Zherk, do you hear that?

Zherk: Uuuuh... no?

Helian: Yes. Beautiful silence. Shut up.

Zherk: But... I must tell the world something. THE PEOPLE OF THE INTERNET.

Helian: And what? <_<'

Zherk: Secret >_>

Letrum: A secret the whole world knows already.

Zherk: Not true! D:

Helian: True. Seriously. We all know, when Fresca is sending you to tell THE PEOPLE OF THE INTERNET something for her, she wants to say her inbox is full of pictures ( 1,463 to be exactly) and that she won't be able to comment them all because it would cost her eternity and that she'll comment on one or two pieces of each artist she has a picture of in her inbox.

Zherk: ...but...

Helian: ...she loves them all, especially her watchers. And she'll try to be more active, although her photoshop broke down. Hooray.

Zherk: ._.

Letrum: pwned.

Helian: srsly.

Zherk: ;_;