Tommy: hell yeah crime, small crime yes
Techno, sniffing around: do I smell crime little gremlin boy? I hear your heart beating heavily in your chest in fear. Are you ready to confess your sins, or are you going to lie down to my sword?
Tommy: mr blade are you to dirty your hands in the blood of your god? Are you prepared for the consequences? The world will recognize that you're the false prophet, stand down now and preserve yourself.
what the egg really said to tubbo
















