r isn't the only one who can quote horrible songs. But, then again, he was Born That Way. The way of liking horrible songs, that is.
Speaking of whom, he is definitely not going to be happy when he hears what you've done, Jester. No, r won't like that at all, not one bit, oh, no. Personally I couldn't care less.
You're a tricky man, Jester, tricky, tricky, always with the tricks, you tricky, tricksy bunny. Would you like some cereal? Perhaps some yogurt?
Not as if Roles and Titles do anything. NOTHING. They do NOTHING. It changes NOTHING. It never did.
Anyway, I'm betting some of you want to know who I am. You seemed a bit disinterested, but I'm sure we can fix that.
r likes games and g always cheats. Though the way in which he cheats is amazing sometimes.
And the rest of you never feel like playing along at all. I'm looking at you, Ava, and Scott, and Re-oh, he's dead. Never mind.
But since you're always so eager for new information, why not? You're like greedy little orphans when it comes to knowledge.
What kind of game should we play? A guessing game? A riddle game? A maths game? Or, for a change of pace, The Game. Ha!
Well, the timer's ticking down. Pick something. Anything. I'm fond of guessing games, myself.
Sincerely, and having so much fun,