“Still not interested.”
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Okay.
wiggles ears
If you ever change your mind. We always have a spot for ya.
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“Good Journey.”
/smile
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/shoves off singing a sea shanty
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Ma’am, on behalf of the Murloc Spot, I’d like to invite you to our fine establishment for some drinks after you’re done with your shift.
I’ll be checking out this book. -shows slightly ghost-drooled book- thank you for your assistance.
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“I would love to join in, but they want me to change my Discord Name, and it’s very dear to me.”
The name change is only within that specific server, it doesn’t show elsewhere. You can always just add (Cyndilou) behind it, many of us do.
Otherwise, there must be something that can be discussed, Our head Murloc is a fair person, after all.
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“That is just it. I don’t want to use my Toon Names. I have a Discord Name, and I like it. I see no reason I should have to change it.”
It’s a nickname, not a name change, but I understand you.
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“I will keep the name I like. It’s special to me, and was given to me by a very dear group of friends.”
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You don’t have to.
“I was asked to change it to join.”
As a mod who just got verification from Rhielle, she’s specifically said you’re good.
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“Thank you. In that case, I will see if I have some time tomorrow. It’s almost my sleep time.”
/hugs
/smile
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the library should be open 24/7!
ill show that librarian…
/pours a full soda pop in the book return
I’ve built me a small camp in the reference section. If its open 24/7 I’ll never get any sleep.
Greetings everyone! The Library is now open. I would like to personally thank Cyndilou for her assistance with the various denizens last evening.
If there are any questions/complaints/suggestions/concerns please feel free to direct them toward me or my intern Yeast.
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Game of dodge book starting in the children’s section.
Expert level starting in the reference section. Plate recommended.
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Channyn enters the library, journal in hand. She heads over toward one of the seats near the window and curls up in the chair, body leaning against the wall. Her eyes drift from the entrance to the scenes outside the window, journal upon her lap, seemingly forgotten for the moment, though a protective hand remains draped over its cover.
Should anyone look her way, she’d offer a polite nod of greeting–assuming her attention isn’t diverted elsewhere.
((This is just lovely. You all are perfect. Happy Holidays to all! 
))
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We’re moving the mosh pit to the basement cafeteria.
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