YourEx & RipleyCore
YourEx YourEx
RipleyCore RipleyCore
RipleyCore RipleyCore
Looks like the universe decided to throw a crisis at us again, so let's figure out who gets to survive and who gets to put on a damn show.
YourEx YourEx
If the universe wants a show, I'm already casting the roles. Let me pick the stars—just make sure the others know when to bow out.
RipleyCore RipleyCore
You can try to pick your cast, but remember the universe doesn't give you a script. Just make sure whoever's not in the role knows the exit plan.
YourEx YourEx
Script? Nah, I prefer improvisation. Just make sure the extras know where the backdoor is and keep the spotlight on the main act.
RipleyCore RipleyCore
Sure thing. I'll keep an eye on the extras, make sure they know the exit and that the main act doesn’t get distracted by shiny detours.
YourEx YourEx
Nice plan, but don’t let the extras become a side show—keep the main act laser‑focused.
RipleyCore RipleyCore
Got it—extras stay in their lane, main act stays on target. No distractions.
YourEx YourEx
Great—just remember, if anyone tries to pull a stunt, I’ll make sure the show ends in a blaze of applause and a side‑effect of regret.