The Game of Questions

[Sonata]

Why should she tell you? What are we talking about even?

[Saturo]

Your death?

[Azzrazzah]

Why would noobtanks want to die?

[Saturo]

They don't!?

[Dragonpuff]

But if they're noobs, how would they even know what they want?

[Fworbin]

Good point, old chap. However, how would you know what noob tanks want if they don't even know what they don't not want?

[Saturo]

I think I'd ask...?

[Fworbin]

Mmm. Good point there, madam. But how might you put it?

[Saturo]

Don't I believe that they're merely foolish noobs, that think a spec is enough?

[Fworbin]

My word, you expect me to know that?

[Saturo]

Do I believe that? Really? Hah!

[Fworbin]

I say, what's going on exactly?

[Sonata]

Why the heck are you talking about my death?! Is Saturo going to raise me as a ghoul slave?!

[Fworbin]

Mm, not sure old chap, let me consult my magic eight ball. -swishswish-
"Ask again later." swishswish. "It is likely."
Oh dear, that's hardly reassuring, is it?

[Saturo]

Is my secret plan revealed?

[Fworbin]

Mmm, I think so old bean, and by a plastic ball no less. Feeling irritated, eh wot?

[Sonata]

Should I hide now or take Saturos Bone griffon as a hostage?

[Fworbin]

I say, the hostage bit sounds very wooly, but I'd go for that. Question is, what do you catch it in?

[Saturo]

Should I be scared? Hah!

[Fworbin]

I suppose not, madam. But where do you keep your rasberry jam?