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Things in captania are generally nice, but Captania borders other lands such as land number 441 or land number 8008 in most unexpected of places. While purchasing items of value from shops of Captania sometimes the item rack is located in another lands jurisdiction and as such it might contain unlawfullness.
What sort of unwalfulness am I talking about? The type that was expressed by the chocolate spooders is one.
I blame the Spooder land-mother for such foreign exports. The Spooder land-mother likes to import spooderyness into everything, be it candy, shoes, tables, buses, pineapples or even peoples. The Spooder land-mother is very proactive in her campaign to make everything spooder-related.
For example, if a Goodly thing without leggoids desires to transverse, it usually purchases itself spoodery legs from her.
After all, everything likes to see the world and not just sit around being bored. The tourism industry booms in Captania! Everyday I encounter new, unexpected conceptoids that come here from other places of interest on vacation.
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I fear that someday the Spooderyness will attach spooder legs to me while I sleeps. It would be fun perhaps, but perhaps also incredibly inconvenient for I can barely manage me 4 appendages and 19 digits at the best of times [not to speak of my left pinkie finger which is always threatening to leave me].
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I suspect that me finger has already purchased Spooderyness as he is constantly wiggling something that feels like extra limbs. Only the fact that me glove is extra tight keeps it in place!
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I hid myself in the safety hut tea party to have a relaxing tea with Mr. Kittyhawk, yet the stress of the Chocospooders still haunts me heart muscle.
I sip my tea, as Captain had taught me and my troubles are washed away in sense of refinement.
The tea hut is decorated with chalky arts that depict the struggles of the snail-land with the fly-land, to which I was witness last week. There is often war between various lands around us, expressed in variety of deepening strangeness.
At times Captania keeps the peace between bordering nations, like Swiss-Z-land.
Upon hearing that mister Kittyhawk had betrayed me by inviting unexpected guests into my safety hut tea party, I was incredulously flubbered!
As I dangled from the flesh poppets strings, I pondered...
When you think about it, Snippy is somewhat like a spider. They have many letters in common, plus spiders are often scheming and hogging things in their webs.
Oh what I would give to not be wrapped in this limbs' unsightly grasp, instead hunting the Snippy in many a fun and entertaining parry.
At least I have me flyin’ masheen [that I bought in a mall] in me pocket.
Perhaps I could use it to escape this unfortunate situation!