¡uᴉɐɹq pɹᴉq 'puǝᴉɹɟ ɹnoʎ ǝq ll,I ¡sǝʞɐɔdnɔ oʇɐɯoʇ ʎɐ⅄ :ǝuoqɹǝuuᴉp
Jeb: You and your strange tastes.
˙ɯᴉɥ ʍouʞ oʇ ʇǝƃ noʎ ǝɔuo ʎnƃ pɐq ɐ ʇou s,ǝH ˙Ɛ0Ɛ ʎʇᴉʇuƎ ǝʞᴉlsᴉp ǝldoǝd ʎuɐɯ os ʎɥʍ pooʇsɹǝpun ɹǝʌǝu ǝʌ,I :ǝuoqɹǝuuᴉp
Jeb: He pretends to be friendly with you because he can't take over your mind. You're immune thanks to your odd psychology, so he has to be on good terms with you, idiot- idiot- hálfviti- leathcheann- 馬鹿-
J303: I'm an idiot.
Entity 303: Don't insult my friends.
J303: Of course. My apologies.
¿ƃuᴉoƃ ʇᴉ s,ʍoɥ 'ʎǝɥ ɥO :ǝuoqɹǝuuᴉp
Entity 303: Pretty good, actually. I haven't had this much action in a while, not many authors use my character these days.
¡ɹɐǝɥ oʇ pooפ :ǝuoqɹǝuuᴉp
Entity 303: I can't hold Jeb off for long, he has strong mental control, so I gotta get going. Nice to see you, though!
¡ooʇ no⅄ :ǝuoqɹǝuuᴉp
J303: Later- later- pozneje- yn ddiweddarach- Пізніше-
Jeb: Stay out of my head.
˙˙˙ɯǝod ɹnoʎ ʇnoqɐ 'oS :ǝuoqɹǝuuᴉp
Jeb: Please don't make me do this.
WB: C'mon, you know you want to.
˙ʇᴉ op ɐʇʇoƃ no⅄ :ǝuoqɹǝuuᴉp
Jeb: Fine.
I Don't Want To Do This
I don't want to do this, I really don't.
I refuse to do it, I can't, I won't.
I'm not good at doing this kind of thing.
I'm serious, can I do this next spring?
/
I guess I don't really have any choice.
I don't get a say, no one hears my voice.
I may as well give this a decent try.
I don't suppose failure will make me die.
/
I don't even know where to start with this.
I guess that'll work, but it's hit or miss.
I'm not sure how I should write the middle,
I'd prefer to not be second fiddle.
/
I'm ending this now, here comes the last word.
I can't just end there though, that spot's absurd.
I can't end here either, it's a bad pause.
I'll add in one more stanza, just because.
/
I didn't want to do this, but it's done.
I wouldn't exactly call this task fun.
I shall write not a single poem more.
I hate doing it, rhyming I abhor!
WB: That was interesting...
¿pǝsᴉɹdɹns ʇou I ɯɐ ʎɥM :ǝuoqɹǝuuᴉp
Jeb: There, you happy now?
WB: You gave it a good effort.
˙op ll,ʇɐɥʇ 'qǝſ 'op ll,ʇɐɥ┴ :ǝuoqɹǝuuᴉp
Jeb: Thanks for the enthusiasm. I've done my part, I'm not doing any more.
WB: Okay, we won't force you to do another one. By the way, does anyone know the guy in the comments who was screaming about Bill Gates?
¿ǝʇɐƃ llᴉq ɐ s,ʇɐɥM :ǝuoqɹǝuuᴉp
Jeb: Nope, can't say I do.
WB: Just thought I'd ask. So, about the OC question, you can submit one if you want. I'm not sure how good I'll do, but I can try.
¡dᴉɥspuǝᴉɹɟ ɹoɟ op uɐɔ I ʇsɐǝl ǝɥʇ s,ʇI ˙ʞɔnʇs ʇǝƃ noʎ ǝsɐɔ uᴉ ʇsnɾ 'ooʇ ǝɹǝɥ ɯ,I :ǝuoqɹǝuuᴉp
WB: Well, there you go then.
