Sep 28, 2020
>Lets let Aylx explain.
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>Lets let Aylx explain.
> "Hey, Coomer! T̯̞͙͒́̍͜͠ḧ̥͔͝ę͈̟͖̫̋͌͗̆͡ṙ̨̭͚͆͛e̢̩̅̀'̖̬͑̎s ̖̰͎̲̑̓̽͠ṋ͇̄̊̽͟ő̠t̹͈͐̓h̟͑ì̫͢͞n̩̋g̛̘͊ͅ ̜̀t͈͇̎̿ȟ̦̌͢e̹͇̝̺̊̈́̎̿ŕ̲͔͍̪̞͋̄̊̔e͓̍...̲̒̇ͅ. (There's nothing there....)
GORDON SMASH THE BOTTLE THEN TACKLE THE BITCH!
“Don’t break that bottle, Mister Freeman.”
“Unless you’d prefer me to break you?”
“How about you let me let Bubby out of this bottle and we’ll call it a day?”
“I can’t let you do that, Mister Freeman.” The Devil smacks the crowbar in his hand. “You know... You’re quite persistent. I haven’t had this much of a challenge with an outsider in years. I would call it fun if I weren’t so damn sick of you.”
“L-leave Mr. Freeman alone!!”
“BACK, DEVIL!”
“Oh this is a really bad idea--”
Another smack of his hand with the crowbar. “Ah, yes. Tommy Coolatta, Harold Coomer, and Darnold Pepper, how wonderful it is to see all of you out and about. Did you have fun, being outside? Because it’s time to go back.”
Ah, Hello Gordon! Mind if we stack onto the chairs?
“I mean - sure? Go for it, I guess. Just don’t leave the room, okay guys?”
hello???? anyone????
“Huh...?”
Gordon looks around. “... Huh.” Thought I heard something.
Before swiftly going back to cooking.
>"Gordon, it's fine. I can say it. I... Was here to kill Gordon. So I could get out."
>SAVING DATA...
>DATA SAVED.
>OPENING NOTEPAD...
>NOTEPAD OPENED.
>OPENING “the pad.txt”...
>TEXT FILE OPENED.
>TRANSFERRING DATA...
>DATA TRANSFERRED.
>LOADING...
wait... potion man can hear us????
“--Huh? Potions?”
“Heheh. Silly little guys, aren’t you? I’m just a bartender, I mix drinks."