What Are You Doing Here?!

I have a torch. You can't eat me.

Well, not exactly a torch, but it makes fire. I know how grues work. You can't tell me what to do.

If I just sit here in the dark clutching my knees, will that save me from the Grue?

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BaneStryfe said:

If I just sit here in the dark clutching my knees, will that save me from the Grue?

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It's dangerous in the dark. Here, take this.

I wish I were writing right now. It's difficult to write in my house. :I

but, but... I don't have anywhere else to go.

You can't tell me when to write! I do what I want... Sometimes.

nastyjman said:

Hey! If you're supposed to be writing, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!

Go back and write, or I will eat you!

- The Writing Grue

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*Slaps Grue and heads for Kelly's Asylum so that I can sell his stuff to the Gypsies*

What? He was just asking to be Laverned.

nastyjman said:

Hey! If you're supposed to be writing, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!

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I write mysteries as mild-mannered Chase, but my super power is warning wannabees to avoid interrobangs . . . and not eating stealing, I meant, Laverne's grits. Mmmmm, they are sooo good!

Lavern08 said:

*Slaps Grue and heads for Kelly's Asylum so that I can sell his stuff to the Gypsies*

What? He was just asking to be Laverned.

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Only you could slap a grue, Lavern. Teach me your ways, oh Mistress of the Grue-Slapping.

Tough crowd here.

What am I doing here? I live here.

What's your excuse, Grue?

I want to slap Grue too.

I am currently embedded in the walls and cannot leave on my own

I'm hiding out until the posse tracks me down. I got my own bedroll but I'd kindly 'preciate some grub, iffen you got any.

Mom? Is that you? --s6

I'm staying right here until those voices in my head tell me how to finally deal with that bitch of a chapter to link the two halves of my draft together...

How big is a grue, exactly?

Will it fit in a standard sized bug jar?



Wicked, keeper of nightmares.