Me: Yeah, i'd uh, i'd like a horrible brain-splitting vision and, ahh, yeah gimme a rebirth/reawakening, brought on byyyy... hmm. Make it my former enemies.
Them: Yeah we can do that. When would you like it?
Me: How about, as i'm walking through the balcony door, looking around the living room? Oh, and can you have it make me fall down and nearly pass out?
Them: Sure. Hmm. Well, it says in our database that you only really have three Enemies, per se; that is people who would like to see you suffer, above all others. We can get all three of them for you, plus... Yes we have a special on relatives-from-past-lives-turned-mercenaries, and it says here that you do, in fact, have one of those. Shall we include this?
Me: Does it do anything for the price?
Them: Well it's still free, if that's what you mean.
Me: Cool. Yeah, go ahead and toss that in, too. Uhm... Should there be a purpose to this whole thing, or...?
Them: well, we like to leave it up to the customer, to decide this, afterwards. That way the visiona rebirth mean so much more, and we get repeat busines.
Me: Yeah, figured as much. Ok, then, i think i know why this would happen, anyway. Yeah.
Them: Very good, sir. We'll have that delivered to you, as soon as possible. Thank you for your business. Have a good day.
Me: You too. *click*
*ring*
Them: Brain-Splitting Vision and Rebirth Emporium. How may we help you?
Someone Else: Yes. We'd like to place a Warning, for a Mister Wolven T., in the form of a Horrible brai--
Them: Sir, i'm obligated to inform you that his subconscious has already ordered said warning, and it is on it's way to being delivered, as we speak.
S.E.: Really?? Shit, then I gotta go. Thanks a lot. Bye!
Them: No problem, sir. Always glad to help.*click*
And that is basically what happened to me, about 15 or 20 minutes ago. WOO HOO! Gotta love brothers, enemies, wars, and the Multiverse, in general.
Them: Yeah we can do that. When would you like it?
Me: How about, as i'm walking through the balcony door, looking around the living room? Oh, and can you have it make me fall down and nearly pass out?
Them: Sure. Hmm. Well, it says in our database that you only really have three Enemies, per se; that is people who would like to see you suffer, above all others. We can get all three of them for you, plus... Yes we have a special on relatives-from-past-lives-turned-mercenaries, and it says here that you do, in fact, have one of those. Shall we include this?
Me: Does it do anything for the price?
Them: Well it's still free, if that's what you mean.
Me: Cool. Yeah, go ahead and toss that in, too. Uhm... Should there be a purpose to this whole thing, or...?
Them: well, we like to leave it up to the customer, to decide this, afterwards. That way the visiona rebirth mean so much more, and we get repeat busines.
Me: Yeah, figured as much. Ok, then, i think i know why this would happen, anyway. Yeah.
Them: Very good, sir. We'll have that delivered to you, as soon as possible. Thank you for your business. Have a good day.
Me: You too. *click*
*ring*
Them: Brain-Splitting Vision and Rebirth Emporium. How may we help you?
Someone Else: Yes. We'd like to place a Warning, for a Mister Wolven T., in the form of a Horrible brai--
Them: Sir, i'm obligated to inform you that his subconscious has already ordered said warning, and it is on it's way to being delivered, as we speak.
S.E.: Really?? Shit, then I gotta go. Thanks a lot. Bye!
Them: No problem, sir. Always glad to help.*click*
And that is basically what happened to me, about 15 or 20 minutes ago. WOO HOO! Gotta love brothers, enemies, wars, and the Multiverse, in general.