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[knightime]

[The first thing the video feed picks up is a ton of red feathers.]

Damn it! Get back here with that.

[There's some rustling before you see the face of a baby chocobo and Dave picking it up along with his communicator.]

Well, there you guys go. Dave fucking Strider got won out by this little feathery asshole. Said feathery asshole still doesn't have a name though, so this is where you guys come in.

Give me some good ol' name ideas and I might choose one to name him. As much as I love calling him feathery asshole, I don't think he really likes the name. And it would be fucking rude of me to keep calling him that. And it's kind of long anyways.

I had some names in mind, but calling him Bro would be really sappy and lame.

[He stops for a minute before talking as though he meant to say that.] Right. So give me your best shot. You'll probably see me around town with him by the way. [Dave ends the feed.]

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[knightime]

[Said chick pecks the tip of his nose curiously. Dave just raises his eyebrow.]

And we can be the hugest fucking human troll pet family everyone has ever seen.

[withoutasign]

If you'd like that. I'd like that.

[knightime]

I don't care I guess. If everyone wants to be a fucking family, then go all out. No one is stopping anyone. [Gonna just drink his apple juice moodily.]

[withoutasign]

Okay. That sounds like a good idea to me.

[Dave: Gain One Troll Dad!]

[knightime]

[Welp. Why does he keep gaining parents out of the blue?]

Got to say though. This family is off its fucking rocking horse.

[withoutasign]

[Oh look, Dave, you have your Troll Dad's eyes!]

I understand that happens sometimes with families.

[knightime]

[Oh shit. We are not talking about the color of eyes. This is a conversation that won't happen for awhile. Even if Game Bro Strider wants his sunglasses for some fucking ridiculous reason.]

Yeah, just this one is full of fuck ups.

[withoutasign]

[Oh, is that the chick's name? Game Bro Strider?]

As long as we all care about each other, right?

[knightime]

[John continues to successfully partly name these pets apparently.]

I guess so. Not very often I can tell people that my relatives might be some alien race from a completely different fucking universe that actually created mine.

Yep.

[withoutasign]

You have to admit, though... it'd be a good conversation starter.

[Playing with the chick some more, om nom nom, delicious troll fingers!]

[knightime]

Or everyone will think I'm off my rocker.

I feel like you're more in love with him then I am. [You can't see the eyeroll he makes, watching Signless play with the rambunctious chocobo.]

[withoutasign]

Oh, he's just interested in me right now because I'm new and giving him attention. Watch, as soon as I stop playing, he'll go back to you.

[Which is what Signless does, moving his fingers out of the chick's range and standing quietly again.]

[knightime]

[It only take a few seconds for Game Bro Strider to start tugging at Dave's sleeve with its beak, making small KWARKs at him.

This is also Dave, failing miserable at keeping a straight face because he smiles a bit.] It's only because he's kind of dumb.

[withoutasign]

Or because he likes you best.

[knightime]

Well, I am his owner. And I might be really fucking attached to him already. [Yeah, thanks random confessions.]

[withoutasign]

Not nearly as attached as he is to you.

[Was that a random confession? Signless can't tell, he just assumes everyone talks that way about their pets.]

[knightime]

I don't know. Anyone could have gotten him.

[He's kind of glad that wasn't the case though.]

[withoutasign]

Nope. This is serendipity if I've ever seen it. That chick was hatched just for you.

[knightime]

That sounds like bullshit. This place takes and brings people all the time. I could easily not have been here.

[withoutasign]

But you were.

[Sorry, Dave, Signless won't let you win this argument.]

[knightime]

Coincidence bullshit shenanigans.

[No. He is stubborn!]

[withoutasign]

What's a coincidence besides fate that hasn't made itself clear yet?

[knightime]

I refuse to believe that some stupid thing is in charge of me. [He likes the thought he controls what he does and says and what happens to him.]

[withoutasign]

Not in charge, really...

[Signless reaches out and gently pets the chick's head again.]

More like a guiding force, nudging certain things in the right direction.

[knightime]

So what happens when shit hits the fan?

[He runs his thumb over Game's beak absentmindedly. Good chocobo. Don't bite him, he is giving you pets.]