ME: *acting fairly normal for a change*
MY BRAIN [Victorian English accent, dramatic, as though an actor in a play]: A Crabbe cometh forth from a Clockworke and pincheth a man!
there was some birdsite thread that was like "Black Mirror episodes that would scare medieval folks" and it was solid gold
"A yeoman boileth a Potte, but it shrieketh at himme!"
"A miller draweth Ale from a Bucket, only to discover it more full yet!"
"A ghastly play, performed by Imps upon a flat Glasse"
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the night I found these on birdsite, I got drunk on olde kombucha and read them all aloud to my boyfriend in what I deemed an appropriate accent
@petra A lasse, taken by arcane temptations, forgeth a frightful Sword formed from many steel Pinions; whenupon a certain dreade String is tied upon it, Demons doth leap unseen from its bladetip
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