(@Naomi) Hastur: Well, I bet your people have some enemies whom they hate so much they'd instinctively flip their it? That was just the case right now.
(@Albert) Hastur: I'm just answering your question. There was one in immediate vicinity of you. And I don't hold any grudges - if, however, you'd torch a copy of my play, that'd be another talk altogether... Well, nevermind. ~reaches for his beer~
(@Asagi) Hastur: Is that something you people eat?
Naomi: ...actually, we don't. We've been doing a constant consensus of the galaxy since we started colonizing. Until we opened the barrier to the multiverse, we were alone.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Naomi: -to Quartz- ...Depends on how exactly you define "familiar". And, given the context of this conversation, "worlds".
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"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."(@Naomi) Hastur: Then think as if he has just slurred something about my mom... even though, given that she's also my father and is a congregation of iridescent spheres, insulting it will be hard.
(@Albert) Hastur: Oh, you didn't hear of "The King In Yellow"? Well, makes sense, since all culture has been dead long before you were born. Y'see, while I've been called a King, I felt bored since nobody on Earth had ever heard of me, so I've sent a plot based on my life in Lost Carcosa to a playwright via dreams. He finished the play and then went nuts, unfortunately. And after it has become apparent that everyone who watches the play goes nuts as well, it got forbidden in almost all of the civilized world. ~rubs the back of his head, slightly embarassed~
(@Asagi) Hastur: It did sound like something obscene though.
(@Roy) Hastur: Oh, hey there. How do you do? Yesterday you've loaded yourself off your feet.
Naomi: -to Roy- 'Sup?
-to Quartz- Okay... gonna assume that by "worlds" you mean "planets", right?
B312: ...That's not right. Unless my death catapulted me a few thousand years into the future, Earth's the center of government for the United Earth Government. UEG.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

B312: Demons and aliens. Sounds like a nasty combination.
Naomi: You... kinda blew up. O_o
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"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."