Oboebyrd: Well, what do you all think? Do you think it was worth it to spend half an hour reformatting and reworking Space Turtles? Do you think I royally wasted my time? Do you think I was a moron to even write the story in the first place?
Space Turtle: I don't.
Oboebyrd: Hey! Didn't Tuvok zap you?
Space Turtle: Well, yeah. But as I'm technically a figment of your imagination anyway, it doesn't matter.
Oboebyrd: Go away!
All around her, people in the internet-café are staring at Oboebyrd as if she has grown an extra limb. Which she might have.
Oboebyrd: Anyway. This being my favorite piece of work I've ever, ever done, I felt I HAD to revamp it. Do you guys want more Oboebyrd insanity? If so, I'll happily continue putting letters upon computer screen in the correct order to form functional English Words. If not, I'll probably do it anyway, so I guess it doesn't matter.
Okay, this is Oboebyrd, signing out. Good night!