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[jericoded]

Is this really it?

[The half-incredulous tone of a guy who is obviously gearing up for an impassioned speech of some sort, but still valiantly fighting the urge.]

A handful of paperwork, [and here he holds up his own file folder,] a mark on the wrist, and an assignment to placate us?

[Someone's vlogging, because as he walks past a nearby burn barrel he tosses his file into it and doesn't even watch the sparks fly up as he continues on his way. Something about symbolically burning the whole damn thing down to the ground comforts Markus enough that he moves on from suggesting outright revolt. For now.]

I'm not moving into a stranger's home, so no one living in De Chima #004 has to worry about a new roommate. And if anyone would like to be a dating app developer, the position is currently up for grabs.

Anyone of a like mind, I'd appreciate your perspective.

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[jericoded]

[brb doin a search]

I'll give it a read. Come back and jog your memory, if it's in there.

[eloquentness]

Oh, you don't have to - [ it's not even false modesty. Iris genuinely doesn't know how that thing got published. ] I can spare you the plot and tell you it's a biography of a supervillain from my world. Or former supervillain? I never knew where he stood.

[jericoded]

That's not very good marketing, telling someone interested not to buy your book.

[eloquentness]

It's fantastic marketing, okay - [ but she relents, ] but if you're really that interested, I can get you an extra copy. Or at least get it signed.

[jericoded]

Why don't you want me to buy it? Though I wouldn't turn down an autograph.

[eloquentness]

Truthfully, it's my first book, so... [ "I'd like to think I've grown as a writer since then." ] I'm probably harsher on it than I should be.