*She ducks the ensuing inter-anon firefight.*
Well, like We said you are gifted with a super metabolism, but that can’t last forever. You should start preparing now for when you may lose it with old age.
Oh, well, that’s nothing to be ashamed of. We have heard that it is harder for cursed with a lack of divine lineage to find mates.
It also wouldn’t hurt if you went farther than spontaneous licking. We’ve actually had that happen once before.
Oh, my! What a surpris-no. We can’t even pretend We weren’t expecting that.
You might think that, but eventually one of two things would happen.
- The pies would overcome your super metabolism and cause you to develop any of a number of dangerous medical conditions. Or,
- You would become tired of eating pies.
“A seance is a method of communicating with the spirits of the dead. It can be dangerous to the unprepared, but you seemed to handle it with no problem at all. Curious…”
She blinks, “Its not that hard…. I just had to ask the spirits nicely and they showed up… Grainy even volunteered after I got all pouty and sad that none of them would help me….” she said.
((OOC: Yes…. She did in fact, puppy dog pout the dead into servitude… feel the cuteness xD))
“…What?”
Hello, Sparky. It’s nice to meet you, but We aren’t feeling left out because of a lack of friends. Rather, We were feeling left out because everypony seems to be getting molested but Us. We know that may be a strange thing to complain about, but somehow it feels like an insult.