“…I…am sorry. Your failure to push people away, to move away is gonna cost you. I fear for you, but understand I spare no sympathy for those too incompetent to see how destructive their existence is.”
“What.”
“Excuse me? When could dogs talk??”
“…ohh my god…”
“Whattthefuckisthat…”
“AAGH?!”
“….”
“Helloo Mr. Kennedy! It’s a pleasure to meet you. Can’t have you running away from me with your… ‘arachnophobia’ excuses.”
“…what?”
“Right. Mind my manners, my name is….irrelevant. I’ve been watching you for quite some time! Interesting…life choices I must observe.”
“A tad disappointing, I mean, it’s a shame your Tazer can’t be brought through dreams or- your mind really. How’s that appendix treating you?”
“….nothing? Shameful, it’s fine though. He’s never been good at suturing wounds. Well, it’s a pleasure I’ve got to meet you face to face, but…I believe time moves faster than I last recalled. Could you believe it’s nearly been 7 hours? You probably didn’t, you uneducated Buffon.”
”w-why? What did I ever do to you? What kinda sick fuck just stabs someone with a whatever this is? Gross ass. This- ew.”
“Tsk, whatever you say Kennedy. I will meet you…someday I’m sure. Someday or some year soon.”
“It doesn’t hurt, but I can’t move. Ew… spiders are gross. He’s gross, I mean who even decides to be pink for a living? And a spider? Eugck. This looks bad. Really bad… I need to wake up soon, this isn’t…fun.”
“I’m sorry, I did warn you though. Maybe… consider better choices. I will put him back in place immediately. Rest. You have more work tomorrow. Do not worry about anything he has spoken.”
all the ui/gui/whatever it’s called stuff on the sides is so distracting. like. please let me play the game there’s so many buttons oh my cod. don’t do this to me. also got 3 floors on this game im so goated at ts