You're Banned! II

Thou art banned for thy admirable speech in the Tongue, which doth befit this thread. For, if high language be abandoned, where shall the Duffers stand?
 
Thou art banned, for if that were to occur, Duffers would stand no longer, but would fall to the bottom of the cliff, if indeed there is a bottom.
 
Zella said:
Thou art banned, for if that were to occur, Duffers would stand no longer, but would fall to the bottom of the cliff, if indeed there is a bottom.
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You are banned because there isn't. You just keep falling for ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever hey, this is kinda fun and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever if you're reading this, you need Dr. Byrne and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and sprinkles and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever. :D
 
Dr. Byrne: Of course you need me. You need me desperately. For one thing, your unhappy childhood still haunts you, and it is affecting your ability to cope with your present circumstances. Were you able to cope better, you would spend less time on this forum. Because of that, I shall endeavor to ban you in the hopes that you will overcome your unhealthful repression of your early emotions. There is truly hope for you, my dear.
 
Dr. Byrne: Exactly my point. Your emotions are so repressed you don't even realize that they exist. The problem with cases like yours is that the greater your denial, the greater the possibility that you have a severe problem. Think through your childhood memories. Find the most unhappy one, and go on from there. This will restore stability to your life. Until then, you are banned.
 
Thou art banned, for I fear such a course of action would cause instability in my life. Therefore, I shall not take thy advice.
 
Dr. Byrne: Poor child, you don't understand the meaning of stability. Sit down in pleasantly padded chair, and we shall converse. If you do not, you will be banned.
 
Dr. Byrne: *straps Zella to chair* *bans* Now, let's go over this again. What is your worst childhood memory?
 
Thou art banned, for I know thou art speaking exclusively to Zella, but want to throw in my two cents:

I honestly don't know what my least favorite childhood memory would be, or my favorite, for that matter, because there are so many good and bad ones. One very bad memory, however, was when I was going to give a mean trick letter to someone at church that I didn't like. I don't think I really thought through the full implications and cruelty of what I was going to do, for I was only eight, but I got in serious trouble. Thankfully, the letter was never delivered. I shredded it up and flushed it down the toilet.

Another dreadful memory was that I wrote some awful short stories where dreadful, embarrassing, and sometimes hilarious things happened to people I knew in real life. I thought they were great, and shared them with my friend, and she loved them too. Then her parents read them. I never actually got in trouble, but... it was traumatic nonetheless.
 
Dr. Byrne: You are strapped in my chair. That will be sufficient until I have finished with my wiser patient. *bans*
 
Dr. Byrne: Number one--you have no knife. Number two--they are straps, not ropes. Your have blocked out the pain of your childhood, and now delusions are coming upon you. *bans*
 
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