Oh look, another chapter. Sorry this carppy excuse of a chapter took so long to write. I am, like, dead right now but I will try and speed things up some more. Stay with me guys.
I: So you are Tavros Nitram.
Tavros (T): uH,, yEAH.
I: So, is there anything special you can do? (*prepares for freaking out)
T: oH,, wELL I'VE GOT SOME PRETTY SICK BEATS,, uH,, tHATS WHAT GAMZEE SAID.
I: (*visibly sighing in relief) That's good, I was afraid you could talk to animals or something weird like that.
T: oH! BUT I CAN DO THAT! uH,, mOSTLY BULLS BUT I CAN COMMUNICATE WITH ALL SORTS OF ANIMALS!
I: Errrr. Please excuse me. (*runs out of room again.) Why me?! Why did I get this job! I wanted to be an architect but noooooo, I had to get mixed up with this!
T: (*can hear everything that Interviewer is saying) uH,, IS EVERYTHING ALRIGHT?
I: What? Oh yes, fine. Everything is amazing, it's fantastic, it's so great that if it gets any more awesome then I may just die!
T: uH,,,,,,, aLRIGHT?
I: (*comes back in room with a forced, strained smile) Everything is gooooood.
T: (*squirming uncomfortably in chair)
I: So Tavros, tell us more about the... er... (*checks notes) brown and orange bloods.
T: oH,, wELL, mOST OF US CAN TALK TO ANIMALS, lIKE ME. bUT, uH, THERE IS NOT REALLY MUCH SPECIAL I CAN REMEMBER. i THINK...
I: (*looking slightly output) Oh. Well, alright then.
I: NEXT!
T: uHHHH,,,
I know, it was horrible. That's why you get two horrible one in one day! Yay! Lol, sorry though.