A acquaintance of mine
Looking good there, fellow! 

Most wonderful piece of art I came across with this lovely day!

Beautiful!

guilty-verdict:

A… tentacle monster…?

I… I see.

(Now I definitely know that I must find myself caught in some fairly awkward dream. Please do let me wake up soon before my wit starts to take grave damage, though.) 

Well, if that is that, I be getting on me merry way, me Lad.
I am a busy monster!

Good day to you, Sir! 

ladyariadoney:

I see.  Charming, indeed.

(And I thought Wright was foul?  Ugh.)

Please, call me Gavin.  Ms. Kristina Gavin.  Though I daresay we might not be crossing paths much.  I’m afraid I’m a very busy woman.

Don’t you worry Ms. Gavin. I am a busy monster me self!

I must be going this moment, actually!

Have a good day!

ladyariadoney:

[In spite of her rather… unimpressed expression, she widens one of those pretty smiles of hers and shakes her head with a soft laugh]

Think of it as a compliment, of course.  Wouldn’t one rather be considered eccentric than mediocre?

(…This creature is vile.)

And does this not-so-average Joe have a proper name?

Oh, well…I don’t think I can pronounce it in your langage (or write it for that matter).

So call me “Mr. Gentacle”, dear lass!
That is what everybody does! 

guilty-verdict:

Actually I didn’t.
(Even though there is a certain resemblance, this… thing clearly is no octopus.)
 
As I stated already, I was unable to label your species. Now, if you would please enlighten me?

Oh! Well pardon me self, Lad.
It was I who prejudically pointed the tentacle.

I am a tentacle monster
My species have not yet been investigated by your kind; so I can’t give you a “scientific” name as to what I happen to be.

Pardon me, Lad! 

ladyariadoney:

…Well, then.

[She raises a skeptical eyebrow, reaching to adjust her glasses.]

Quite an… eccentric gentleman you are, sir.  

(So monsters can mingle freely among men?  Charming.)

Eccentric?


I do not know what to think about that, my fair lady.

I’m quite the average Joe where I’m from!
 

guilty-verdict:

Well, pardon me, but as I even fail to discern the very nature of your… personage, I didn’t quite expect you to be able to speak. 
 
(This has to be some kind of dream…) 

You mistook me self for an octopus, did you not, lad?
That is completely okay.


there is no problem …with that… 

(Racist humans!)