Here’s a conversation between me and finchinator settling a deal where I get a custom avatar for 400 likes because I’m trying to speak it into existence.
Finchinator: Hail, noble traveler! Thou dost approach the finest artist in all the land. Behold! Custom Pokémon avatars of unparalleled magnificence! For but 1,500 likes, one could be thine. What sayest thou?
Me: Master Finchinator, thy art is surely blessed by Arceus himself! Yet, I am but a humble traveler, my purse lighter than a Pidgey’s feather. I offer thee 400 likes—a fair and honest price for such splendor.
Finchinator: Four hundred likes? Why, such an offer dost barely pay for the parchment and pigments! Nay, good sir, I cannot part with my craft for less than 1,200.
Me: Ah, Master Finchinator, thou dost mistake my modest offer for insult. It is not the worth of thy craft I question, but the weight of my coin purse. Four hundred likes is all I can muster, though I swear to sing thy praises far and wide, bringing thee fame across the land.
Finchinator: Thou dost drive a hard bargain, traveler. Perhaps 800 likes would suffice to preserve the dignity of mine art and still fill thy modest coffers?
Me: A generous counter, yet my purse remains steadfast at 400. Consider this, kind artisan: shouldst thou grant me this boon, I shall be thy loyal herald, speaking of thy unrivaled skill in every corner of the realm. Such renown could bring thee far richer patrons.
Finchinator: Hmm… thy words bear weight, and thy sincerity shines brighter than a Rapidash’s flame. Very well, 400 likes it shall be. But mark me, traveler—thy word to spread my name must be as true as this deal struck.
Me: Deal struck, Master Finchinator! Thy kindness shall echo in every tavern and castle hall I visit. May fortune favor thy craft!
Victory at 400 likes!