<Nessari> Placid, how run things?
<Placid> Nessari: Impossible for however man's free will put announcement on tommorow and be like shit.
<Nessari> I'm sorry to hear that.
<Nessari> Vokram, do you confirm this sordid judgement of Placid's?
<Placid> Nessari: What kinds of genius?
<Vokram> Nessari: Was dozing off and self-confidence secure him sensible of the dialogues.
<Vokram> Will see what I didn't jump on cause.
<Nessari> ...you were asleep. Gee thanks, Vokram.
<Vokram> Nessari: Gee thank you for linguoboy's preference was to continue studying the ptolemaic worlds.
<Nessari> does this have to do with Africa, Vokram?
<Vokram> Nessari: Cev was a little capitalist sermon right what devil—man or not.

Placid is bitter and tempted into Calvinism, while Vokram sleeps securely while not jumping on cause. And discusses Linguoboy and Cev's wishes and physical properties, respectively.