*is dead right now*
such as it is with enticers, so easily frustrated.
everyone went offline. Near is pretty active so that's good. where did cristina go?
Falling to his knee from the gash, the director stared up at the child. Why didn't she kill him. He had the eyes to do it and the weapon to succeed. He however had a better knife. It was called a gun. Unsheathing his modernized sword, Kendrith leveled the barrel that the childs heart. He only had six shots left. He had to make do. His questions must be answered. "Who, who let him go? Can you see you have doomed him?"
hey there!!!
take your time then.
*passes out*
take you time. I'm not going anywhere.
*begins to lose focus from loss of blood* you are here by banished from the most holy empire of muffinville.
so what are we going to do about roxas?
I believe I need more medical attention than huggles.
*sad face* now I am crippled.
*losses leg* No! I need that to stomp down rebellions!
Losing the chance to end things calmly, the director decided to take no prisoners. Taking his now empty hand, he backhanded the girl in chains.
*chases you down in giant muffin*
*spews lasers from noseholes*
Gex examined her mouth, trying to see if there was any blood "That was dangerous. You could have stolen my pain there. You wouldn't like me if I wasn't in pain." Flexing his frail frame, the masochist made a comical attempt at looking like that large green fellow that was copyrighted. "Gex smash!"
that is my job *McMeaniemuffin glare of doom!*
McMeaniemuffins is not amused.
Kendrith pulled out a false pen from his breast pocket. It was a specially designed tranquilizer dart used for delicate situations. In an out of character moment, the director lunged at the girl, dart in hand. "Get your demon hands of my son!"
