08-20-2022, 22:04:07 PM
Suddenly, a strange figure in a post officer uniform appears, with an abnormally large bag, and recites a pledge for no apparent reason.
Neither Rain, nor Snow, nor Sleet, nor Hail, nor a powerful entity kidnapping everyone and locking them in a mansion or amusement park, nor a computer virus, nor a cult involving that virus, nor a dictator from the stars, nor a spy, nor a political officer, nor gang violence, nor a cult in a mountainous landscape, nor a powerful entity locking people in a camp or an arcade, nor an actual war, nor a zombie outbreak, nor a pokémon incident, nor a return to college leading to violence, nor witch or witches, nor a prison beneath the world, nor a laboratory in the snow or the city, nor an obnoxious streamer, nor anything else for that matter, will stop a mailentity from completing hir appointed rounds!
...there's dead silence for a moment.
Overlynd C. Eyre, USPS. Anyone need stamps?
Neither Rain, nor Snow, nor Sleet, nor Hail, nor a powerful entity kidnapping everyone and locking them in a mansion or amusement park, nor a computer virus, nor a cult involving that virus, nor a dictator from the stars, nor a spy, nor a political officer, nor gang violence, nor a cult in a mountainous landscape, nor a powerful entity locking people in a camp or an arcade, nor an actual war, nor a zombie outbreak, nor a pokémon incident, nor a return to college leading to violence, nor witch or witches, nor a prison beneath the world, nor a laboratory in the snow or the city, nor an obnoxious streamer, nor anything else for that matter, will stop a mailentity from completing hir appointed rounds!
...there's dead silence for a moment.
Overlynd C. Eyre, USPS. Anyone need stamps?
I am the They who says it!