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Ritchie: "I'm no dog!"
David: "And my names Sally."
Ritchie seemed kinda entertained by you throwing the stick.
Ritchie: "See no dog, I mean I'm not a dog."
Plant: "Baabe."
Ritchie: "No, I'm Ritchie you baabe."
Brandon: "Your both baabes."
Devin: "Oh, no I'm dying, bleea."
Plant and Ritchie laughed as Devin over played that he was dying.
Devin: "Now then, how about we all play this game."
Devin held a vr game out. Ritchie shooked his head as he said no.
Devin: "If you don't want to play you don't have to."
Ritchie: "Not that, have to make sure safe."
Devin: "It is safe."
David: "Sorry Nabro, that's not how it works. Ritchie here has to inspect the equipment and game before anyone is allowed to play. And when he does let us play and he plays, the fun goes away."
Ritchie: "You just bad at games."
David: "No I'm not you gremlin."
A beef stew appeared in Ritchie's hands. He started to eat it, his tail wagging with how good it was, and he even let Plant try some when they were just staring at him. They others just look at Ritchie as he acted like a kid, even though he denies it.
Brandon: "I want you guys to go train and tell the others to for the threat while I take my brother and warn the Protectors about the situation at large."
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Inmo: "I'm fiiinee."
Inmo locked eyes with a bear.
Inmo: "Wat you look at, you waana goo?! Let's goooo!"
