Q: THE CREATOR: Screw off, DERPLENERPLE!

Ember: More like annoyed that you died for no reason. Too much strain, my a**!

THE CREATOR: Nope. But I do have a massive fear of hights. By that I mean looking down from 200 feet in the air or more. When I was four my family was in a plane when some dude randomly broke one of the windows and I almost got sucked out, but my dad saved me. But not before I got a glimpse of looking down at the world from 1000 feet in the air, hanging on by my shirt.

Me: Thanks.

Rare mind: Well I don't know how I died then! But it wasn't for no reason!

Me: Who cares if you're afraid of heights? I'm still afraid of the dark, and I don't let it bother me... until I go to bed.