"Yeah.... There's too much silliness for my tastes," Cifero said, walking over and sitting down near Ray and Acon and Tim. "... If I'm honest, I actually have over 30 characters and I can't do anything with half of them because the person I was RPing with reached that part of puberty where you become a.... Well, a bint. You know, that age where you automatically assume that people are trying to insult you, and that you're always right, and that you don't seem to want to consider other people's feelings because you're too entangled in your own mind and body and in pop culture to even do such a thing?" Sighing, the crat lied down on his back. "It's tough having friends who are younger than you...."