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Although he knew his server was weird… wasn’t this a bit much?
A strange man in grey with a ying yang bandana, excitedly thieving from him in broad daylight. Quite literally in front of his living room windows for everyone to see, also conversing and bantering with thin air..?
He looked sort of familiar know that he thought about it, although from where, he couldn’t put his finger on it, the answer stuck just at the tip of his tongue.
Whatever
Not the weirdest thing he’d seen in his life but it probably ranked somewhere up there in the top tens and top hundreds maybe.
Right
The stealing
He approaches the peculiar man, having pat him on the shoulder, and confronted him.
The man mentioned a Leviathan, building some contraption.
Spouting random nonsense along the way, going on and on about stuff he honestly couldn’t care less about.
He suggested the man pay him fifty bucks, which, unsurprisingly garnered a not so positive reaction. Eh, he didn’t need that fifty bucks that bad.
What really bothers him though.. he kept mentioning a ‘we’, referring to himself as an ‘us’, looking back at some non-existent being, person. As if someone else was there, responding.
He nearly considered asking the man if he was okay and checking him for a fever, perhaps he was high? It wouldn’t be the first time someone played on the server while high, although he seemed perfectly aware and sensible otherwise.
Hm, interesting
Seeing the man turn to exchange words with the air once more, he sighed and considered everything that he’d done ever in his life that could’ve possibly been what led him to whatever he was dealing with right now.
Either way, he should probably get this over with, hallucinating and possibly high players aside
Parameterization better get a break after this,
god knew he needed one.