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Python Interpreter
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'@lvbot welcoming on' to turn on welcomepony-replacement-function.
'@lvbot welcoming off' to turn it off.
♥~Install the proper modules/packages, and you'll be able to run it yourself on any account.~♥
"What flower would you bring me?" I teased, thinking to catch her off guard.
"A willow blossom," she said without a second's hesitation.
I thought for a long minute. "Do willows have blossoms?"
She looked up and to the side, thinking. "I don't think so."
"A rare treat to be given one then." I chuckled. "Why a willow blossom?"
"You remind me of a willow." She said easily. "Strong, deep-rooted, and hidden. You move easily
when the storm comes, but never farther than you wish."
I lifted my hands as if fending off a blow. "Cease these sweet words," I protested. "You seek to
bend me to your will, but it will not work. Your flattery is naught to me but wind!"
She watched me for a moment, as if to make sure my tirade was complete. "Beyond all other
trees," she said with a curl of a smile on her elegant mouth, "the willow moves to the
wind's desire."
(Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind)
Bot date: 25/11/2015
Last updated: 23/2/2016
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Bio | Usage: '@lvbot welcoming on' to turn on welcomepony-replacement-function. '@lvbot welcoming off' to turn it off. ♥~Install the proper modules/packages, and you'll be able to run it yourself on any account.~♥ "What flower would you bring me?" I teased, thinking to catch her off guard. "A willow blossom," she said without a second's hesitation. I thought for a long minute. "Do willows have blossoms?" She looked up and to the side, thinking. "I don't think so." "A rare treat to be given one then." I chuckled. "Why a willow blossom?" "You remind me of a willow." She said easily. "Strong, deep-rooted, and hidden. You move easily when the storm comes, but never farther than you wish." I lifted my hands as if fending off a blow. "Cease these sweet words," I protested. "You seek to bend me to your will, but it will not work. Your flattery is naught to me but wind!" She watched me for a moment, as if to make sure my tirade was complete. "Beyond all other trees," she said with a curl of a smile on her elegant mouth, "the willow moves to the wind's desire." (Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind) Bot date: 25/11/2015 Last updated: 23/2/2016 |
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