("...welcome to writersbeats and to whomever might be upon it today too..." went the goblin not quite sure if he should mention that most probably meant those writertypes and pauperpoets again, restarting "...no they're not a bad lot really, it's just that they're not the kind of solution you seek while having a calamity, feeling suicidal, or just trying to fathom the future of america today, which is the same thing I might add...", and with that the goblin brushed his reservations aside and just held out his hand in a welcoming gesture, saying "...no I envy you your youth, but if it's ok with you I'd rather partake in some of that coffee there, and those imaginary biscuits too if I may, where all but everything here is imaginary anyway, yes it's just a virtual reality for as far as the eye can see, but then again what's another word for "virtual reality" if not "fiction" now, thus you and I are practitioners of fiction aren't we, and all you have to do my dear human is pull those readers towards your pen by way of those posts of yours, yes it's that simple even if simple is not always that easy, for the words are as if steps of the plot, they have to be both credible continuous and footsure...", to which the goblin then dunked the biscuit gently into his coffee before carefully lifting it to his lips in some pliant smile of expectation)
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