M.P. 004
Me : *taking another gulp of coffee* SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK!!!!!!
Hellious : Now this is something i can get behind!
Ramathal : *face palming* For the love of all that is good and holy don’t encourage this. All nighters have never worked out well before and this one certainly won’t.
Hellious : Relax he’s not gonna die and let’s face it this is pretty decent way to let out some rage.
Ramathal : Bloody edge lord.
Sinkey : Okay, so use the chainsaw on the pinky and that should give us some ammo for the rocket launcher. save that for the pain elemental.
Ramathal : They’ve been like this ever since we got the damn game.
Hellious : I honestly would think you’d be a bit more concerned that she’s watching.
Ramathal : Yes the manifestation of an emotionally unstable boy’s insecurity and self-loathing and human disassociation would definitely not enjoy a game about brutally dispatching hordes of enemies.
Hellious : Point taken. Still doesn’t explain why Sinkey likes it but it is kinda cute to see them like this.
Ramathal : They were here before us it makes sense that they’re comfortable with one another.
Hellious : But he’s apparently never heard it talk before. What an odd couple.
Cythe : *turning her head 180 degrees* Cythe!
Hellious : What?
Cythe : My name. Is. Cythe.
Hellious : Okay. Please stop staring at me like that, its creepy as all hell.
Me : *slamming my fists on my keyboard* Damn pain elementals. DAMN THEM ALL TO HELL!
Hellious : That would be redundant.
Sinkey : I told you to use the rocket launcher. Did you listen. Noooo.
Ramathal : Now would be an excellent time to quit and go to bed or at least drink something other than coffee.
Me : *sits down with with absolute rage dripping from my teeth (i did seriously clench so hard my gums bled)* Sleep.....IS FOR THE WEAK!!!!!