I'm the VOX FANTA!!

With the power of the dream world--fuck you! (Affiliated with Isola Radiale. Played by Lyra!)

[voxfanta]

[ howdy !! our boys are room mates so i was curious if you may want to do a thread sometime ! ]

i’d love to!!!!! so sorry for this late response :) i haven’t felt up to writing for awhile and just got some life news that makes me wonder if i should go on hiatus, but i’m totally down if u wanna write something together! feel free to hmu and thank you for reaching out!!!

again, so sorry this response was so late x_x the holidays r draining when ur physically disabled

[thelongestwalk]

because emily axford described sofia lee as "basically like if fran drescher went on an amy winehouse bender" I HAD to draw her in some of my fav outfits from the nanny! also my sofia is chubby and if you don't like that you can go kick rocks

[seerspectacles]

@voxfanta​ // event sc.

      “ i think you’re a kind human, jeffrey, but - ” indrid grimaced as a pastel-colored flower bloomed in his hair. it would have been pretty and aesthetic if it didn’t mean that he was leaving something left unsaid, and it was likely to act as a precursor to pain. he inhaled sharply through his teeth, trying to center himself - but upon exhaling, he found his words drawn out of him again. “ - i’m worried about what i’m going to say around you with… these. ” indrid gestured to the flowers - on the ground and on him.

      he pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation before rubbing his eyes behind his glasses. “ i’ve already told you that i like to be cautious, and i’m - ” he didn’t want to say ‘terrified’, and quickly had to mentally search for a similar word that wasn’t untrue, but wasn’t entirely pin-point accurate. “ i’m worried about some of my … confidential matters getting out into the public. ” indrid offered a nervous and very clearly distressed, fake smile. a bit too sharp, too many teeth.

       indrid cleared his throat to try to hold back more magically-coerced words. “ i’m - perturbed by the idea that other people will find out what i am. ” damn. did it need to be so on the nose and specific? digging in his hands in his pockets, the sylvan stared at the ground to avoid seeing pete’s reaction to what he’d already blurted out.

[voxfanta]

“Uh, it’s Pete, actually.”

He didn’t mean to say that, but by this point he just let it happen; normally he’d be way too paranoid for this, but fuck. These flowers were definitely mind-altering in some way, and that was good enough for him. He definitely didn’t let Indrid know that the tea he was currently willingly guzzling like water was made out of ‘em. Although it probably would come up at some point in the process, knowing what these things did.

“I mean, I didn’t mean to say that. Like, at all. But you get it, right?” Worrying about whether or not giving his name out to the one guy who was kind enough to give him weed was a good idea was beyond him at this point. Who the fuck even cared? This was as close to tripping as he was going to get. He took a breath, and it was weirdly contented. Definitely not matching Indrid’s energy at all. 

“Anyway dude, names aside, like, people say all kinds of weird shit under the influence. If I judged you for that, or for what you are, I’d be a huge asshole. I know that’s easy to say, but like--you don’t have to freak out, man. I’ve seen some pretty wild shit, you seem pretty cool. I’m not gonna like, feel differently about you or anything.”

Putting his hand on this guy’s shoulder was probably still too friendly for where they were at, so he restrained the urge. Damn, it felt so good to feel so weird. Even if the “weird” was just kind of honest with people. “Look, I... I know what it’s like to live in fear that, um. People are gonna find out what you really are. I dealt with that for a long time, and I--I lived a lie for a really long time growing up. But the--anyone who’s going to treat you differently isn’t worth your fucking time, y’know?”

He thought of his family disowning him and not speaking to him for years; he thought of his dad tracking him down via P.I.; he thought of his dad going to use his deadname and floating up, up, up into the sky...

He shook his head. “I say, fuck the haters. Definitely.”

He paused.

“Also, my name’s Pete. Just in case you didn’t catch that. Sorry I lied. I do that, usually.”

[voxfanta]

forsakenpumpkin​:

“Oh! Me too!” Besty says. “Magic without a wand, I mean. I’m not… Um, I don’t think I’m a wizard.”

He’s never really thought about it before, but it seems more like a Dreamsider word than one that Steve or the Nightmare Knight would use to describe themselves or anyone else from their world. He hasn’t really researched the term, because as far as he knows, people usually aren’t afraid of wizards.

…Oh, right, conversations. He should ask about the other person. “What kinda magic d’you do?”

“Huh?? I might look like a puppet, but I’m not actually one!” And he’s not even asleep this time – that’s when people usually think he’s inanimate!

“Really? That’s cool, man. Nice to meet another magic user, I guess.” Pete gives the little guy a good-natured grin, even if it’s a little small. He still doesn’t entirely trust that he’s not hallucinating this weird little thing, but either way, he’s pretty good at rolling with it.

“Uh, what... ...kind?” He rubs his neck, trying not to think about his last instance of magic usage, where he summoned a bunch of weird bugs into New York. “I dunno man, it’s... ...it’s complicated. It’s sort of tied to my dreams and stuff. I thought you might know something about it, but it’s okay. I’m cool to just shoot the shit.”

He laughs at that last comment. “Okay, so you know what a puppet is, then? That’s basically what a Muppet is. But if you say you’re not one, I’ll take your word on that. So uh, what’s... ...what’s your name?”

Being polite with weird little Not-Puppets. Just another day in the life.

[mvrderbot]

@voxfanta​ // event sc.

       in retrospect, it should have considered firing its guns at the encroaching vegetation overkill. but the plantlife was far too similar to the agricultural growth-infection it had seen in that forgotten colony for murderbot to not be cautious of it, especially when it was able to access multiple reports coming in of unusual effects of the flowers’ spores. it hadn’t breathed in any or touched any, as far as it was able to discern - keeping its oxygen consumption to a minimum with its’ visor down and firing from a distance.

       “ …well. shit. ” murderbot mumbled in exasperation, sending one of its tiny drones to inspect the plants. its weapons hadn’t even scratched any of the flowers. all it had done was stir up more of the pollen - and draw the attention of a nearby human, apparently. it lifted its’ visor to glare at the man. “ the vegetation is potentially dangerous. please do not approach it. ” that sounded authoritative and knowledgeable - right? way more than it actually knew about what was going on, which was next-to-nothing.

       “ i don’t need a- ” it fell quiet abruptly as its performance reliability dropped by three whole percent, and it registered an uneasy sensation; not quite pain, but definitely difficulty in stating that it didn’t need any help from any fragile and likely-to-get-hurt humans. it paused, trying to re-word the sentence. “ … i don’t want any help. ” that made it all kinds of uncomfortable to admit ( it felt more personal ).

[voxfanta]

Fuck. 

Pete was already leaning down to admire the flowers when the person approached him and told him not to. “What... ...kind of dangerous?” He asked, cautiously stepping away just in case. “Like, ‘I’m just morally against pot so it’s dangerous,’ kind of dangerous? Or like, ‘if you brew tea from this it’ll fuck you up for days, man,’ kind of dangerous? Or like, ‘this is actually poison and you’re probably gonna die in three days?’”

He shifted uncomfortably; this person’s voice was so authoritative it almost made it sound like a cop. Oh, shit. Were there cops here? That changed everything. It looked a little bit like it had some robotic attachments or something, which--

“Oh my god, are you a robocop? I mean, if you are, legally you have to tell me.” He was already stuffing some of the flowers into his pockets, fully planning to press them into a book or put some on his windowsill if nothing else. Could brighten up the place, and it was pretty fucking depressing in there. Plus, if they had some kind of mind-altering property, they’d be fucking dope to ingest somehow. There was that, too.

“God, I miss drugs,” he blurted out, before he could register what the other person was saying. “Uhh, I mean, what? People don’t usually say that unless they need help, dude. What do you need help with?”

[voxfanta]

“Hey folks, as we enter this holiday season, I just want to remind everyone to STAY SAFE AND DEFINITELY GET A GUN. You should definitely get one if you don’t have it.”

He pauses.

“Or like, if you don’t like guns, that’s cool! It’s valid to take that kind of stance, but be protected and safe. Seriously. How do some of you just not have a gun or a weapon or anything?”

(Pete seems to forget his weapon is a toy in his pocket.)

[eusyram]

24 for the setting prompts >:3

𝑺𝑬𝑻𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺  | 24.  an underground / illegal fighting club

In between all the midway games, junk food, and boardwalk rides, Mary Sue and Pete eventually wander off the beaten track and into the pulsating heart of Golden during its after hours: Crimson Lane. The nondescript building with the red velvet curtains over its door should’ve raised alarms on any normal night, but Mary Sue was an airhead and Pete already dead-tired, so both of them entered blissfully oblivious.

“Hmm...this isn’t the cozy romantic cafe I was expecting,” Mary Sue finally mutters after they’ve gone down a flight of stairs, past two secret doors, and through a fake hallway and its connecting corridor into what looks like a fully fleshed underground stadium.

By her side, Pete suddenly shifts and looks alert, hand clutching towards something at his hip before aborting the movement midway. His breathing relaxes instead: forced at first, then more naturally. “Right, then let’s leave.”

Instincts were telling him that staying here would only mean trouble. But Mary Sue doesn’t seem to hear him, drawn to the sudden cheers that come from the center of the room as its center stage—a boxing ring—lights up with a metallic clang of the bell.

“Hey uh, you,” He still hadn’t caught her name yet, or her his, in the chaos that was today. “I don’t think we should—”

“I know what this is!” Mary Sue suddenly exclaims and makes a beeline for the stage. “Oh my gosh, it’s been ages!”

And she slips from his grasp to glide gossamer-like towards the heart of the chaos. Her furry pink hooded cloak and long vibrant hair are already an anachronism in the packed, tense club; the image of her weaving past cheering fans anticipating the next boxing match looks even more unreal to his eyes.

But it has to be, because he’s sober; painfully so in fact, as he blinks back the pinching dryness of his eyes and dives into the crowd after her. “Wait—!”

It’s like trying to navigate a drunken sea. While Mary Sue sails the waves like a pro, he’s pushed back every few steps. By the time he makes it to the front, Mary Sue’s already clambered into the ring and taken center-stage.

“What’s a rave club without a DJ! Geez, you guys don’t even have a station for one, that’s lame!”

“But don’t worry, I’ve got portable speakers with my phone!”

The two boxers prepared to duke it out on the ring exchanged confused looks. Security soon joins them, and Pete mentally wonders how many people he can hold off and get them out in one piece with just “Detect Magic” on his hands when music starts blasting in the air.

♪ AY AY AY I’M YOUR LITTLE BUTTERFLY                  GREEN, BLACK, AND BLUE                                     MAKE THE COLORS IN THE SKY~ ♪

Someone lunges at Mary Sue, but she DDR-steps deftly out of the way. Pete catches two more tryhards by their ankles from the audience, and the rest of the threats collapse in a tumbling heap.

“Oh, there you are!” Mary Sue notices Pete in the aftermatch of the human pile and reaches out a hand. “Come on, dance with me!”

“I don’t really—”

“It’s fine, it’s all about feeling the music!” she says, pausing to hi-kick another guy out of the ring before he gets her. Good thing she lived through so many spy stories in the past! “Besides, what’s a butterfly without her samurai?”

Another guy makes to grab for her wrist. This time, Pete steps up and deftly shoves him out of the way. To his surprise, a cheer breaks out—looks like the crowd finds this just as entertaining as the original fights.

Mary Sue’s hand finds his wrist and skillfully pulls him to an open area free of bodies. The audience members help out by dragging the poor unconscious victims off the ring.

“Do you know, I’ve done DDR, ballroom dancing, and ballet?” she says breathlessly. “What do you think they’ll say if I combine all three at once?”

It sounds ridiculous. But as “Butterfly” switches to “Dam Dariram,” he finds himself swept up in the rhythm anyways.

[voxfanta]

still working thru “The Unsleeping City” ch 2 and i was hit with such intense waves of 

I GOTTA GO HUG MY GREY BABY

so i did. my friend purchased this doll of Nod for my birthday from an Etsy shop, i’ll try to get the info tomorrow and edit this post to include it so ppl can go check it out!! they also came w dice and a lil blue guy :)

protect grey baby. love grey baby. cherish grey baby.

[voxfanta]

ROLEPLAY HISTORY!

The rules are simple! Post ten characters you’d like to roleplay as, have role-played as and might bring back.. Aside from that, please repost instead of reblogging!

CURRENTLY PLAYING:

Pete “the Plug” Conlan (Dimension 20′s “The Unsleeping City”)

PREVIOUSLY PLAYED:

Lup Taaco (The Adventure Zone: Balance)

Taako Taaco (The Adventure Zone: Balance)

Flowey the Flower (Undertale)

Iris (Murderbot Diaries)

Polly Geist (Monster Prom)

WOULD LIKE TO PLAY:

Duck Newton (The Adventure Zone: Amnesty)

Jimmy McGill (Better Call Saul)

Eda Clawthorne (The Owl House)

Jessie (Pokemon)

Mabel Pines (Gravity Falls)

Jenny Wakeman (My Life as a Teenage Robot)

MIGHT BRING BACK:

Lup Taaco

Taako Taaco

Polly Geist

tagged by no one tagging no one do it if u want!!!!

[sweetcherryblossomswrites]

[corvidcleric]

[start i.d.: a drawing of kugrash from the unsleeping city. he appears very meek and mouselike, his ears back, holding his staff close. end i.d.]

rat jesus from twitter

[cursedimagedump]

[thatsbelievable]

[voxfanta]

rules: make a new post and spell out your url with song titles!! again, yoinked from the FOR YOU tab!! YAY

V -- “Vapor” by Chloe Moriondo O -- “Ode to Banksy” by Jesca Hoop X -- “xanny” by Billie Ellish F -- “Fast Talk” by Houses A -- “Alligator” by Of Monsters and Men N -- “Novocaine for the Soul” by Eels T -- “Trampoline” by SHAED A -- “alive” by ROLE MODEL

enjoy and do if u want babez!!!

[voxfanta]

TOP 5 SONG ASSOCIATIONS

“A Pill to Crush” by Evalyn

sanity, i feel like i’ve been floating endlessly~ pray for me, ‘cuz i’ve been chasin’ wine with alchemy...

“Can’t Sleep” by K. Flay

maybe i’ve been freakin’ out, movin’ quick, burnin’ the wick at both ends screaming loud, stupid shit scaring all of my old friends fell down on Bedford, hope that it’s not broken safe to say i might’ve had too much of some of these potions...

“Good Day to Be My Dealer” by Kailee Morgue

just got back on my Prozac, still freakin’ out i’m pacin’ ‘round the CVS, god help me now it might be in my head, but i’m running out of friends who can blame ‘em? i can be a lot!

“i can’t get high” by Royal & the Serpent

smoke a J for breakfast only thing that keeps me sane feelin’ kinda reckless don’t you know i’m not okay? i haven’t found anything strong enough days and nights all blur the line without your love

“Hugs Not Drugs (Or Both)” by Brendan MacLean

WE WANT HUGS, NOT DRUGS (or both, if it’s available!) i’ll take two, and you under the table let’s both get drunk and text all of our exes~!

tagged by: LITERALLY NO ONE, STOLE IT FROM THE “FOR YOU” TAB BABY

(disclaimer: the playlist i have for this man is over 120 songs long, these r songs randomly picked from the playlist’s radio. tysm)

[voxfanta]

❛ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ❜

Pete rubs his arm, averting his gaze again. God, this girl is persistent, huh? "I'm not talking like anything. I don't even know you! I don't even know your name or anything! All I said was, I'm not exactly sure it's a good idea for you to come over. I don't really--having people over isn't really something I--"

Fuck, why is he sweating? He can feel the eyes on him somehow.

"It's kind of a mess over there." This is true, but not why he doesn't want her to know where he lives. There's some deeper-rooted part of his brain that feels that pretty surely, the part of his brain that was formed when his parents hired a P.I. to track him down.

[rpclefairy]

𝟐𝟎𝟎 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 

from this generator.

❛ close your eyes and hold out your hands. ❜ ❛ what are you smiling at? ❜ ❛ i can’t leave you alone for one minute, can i? ❜ ❛ was it you? did you do all this? ❜ ❛ i don’t know how you do this every day… ❜ ❛ that is not an appropriate question to ask a lady you’ve just met. ❜ ❛ i’m not sorry. ❜ ❛ i did warn you not to trust me. ❜ ❛ do you remember anything? at all? ❜ ❛ you’re lucky you’re cute. ❜ ❛ why don’t you just kill me? ❜ ❛ did you hurt yourself? ❜ ❛ i could show you the way. ❜ ❛ i don’t feel so good. ❜ ❛ you owe me a dinner. a very nice dinner. ❜ ❛ don’t go. please. ❜ ❛ you wanna know what your problem is? ❜ ❛ i’m here to drink alone. ❜ ❛ don’t run away from this. ❜ ❛ i’m just saying, murder is an option. ❜ ❛ i didn’t realize you were in so much pain. ❜ ❛ i guess it runs in the family, huh? ❜ ❛ you wouldn’t understand. ❜ ❛ we’ve been through a lot. i think we should just lay low and take it easy. ❜ ❛ dangerous to be out so late. ❜ ❛ i hope you haven’t been standing out in the cold this whole time. ❜ ❛ i made a mistake. ❜ ❛ am i not good enough? ❜ ❛ i’m going to get you out of here. ❜ ❛ why did you bring me here? ❜ ❛ aren’t we in a good mood today? ❜ ❛ don’t shut me out. please. ❜ ❛ the storm’s getting worse. ❜ ❛ i never meant to hurt you. ❜ ❛ you’re about as intimidating as a butterfly. ❜ ❛ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ❜ ❛ here, take this. you’ll catch a cold. ❜ ❛ this is the part where you leave. ❜ ❛ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ❜ ❛ you stepped on my foot! ❜ ❛ you’re not a very convincing liar. ❜ ❛ we’re in completely different leagues. ❜ ❛ how did you find me? ❜ ❛ i don’t need you anymore. ❜ ❛ rough day today? ❜ ❛ snap out of it! ❜ ❛ you look better in my clothes than i do. ❜ ❛ why are you still here? ❜ ❛ can i ask… what happened? ❜ ❛ are you saying you care about me? ❜ ❛ i won’t let anyone hurt you. ❜ ❛ it’s not stealing if it was mine to begin with. ❜ ❛ well, this is where i live. ❜ ❛ we’re not so different after all. ❜ ❛ how long have i been asleep? ❜ ❛ no more lies, no more secrets. ❜ ❛ can you forgive me? ❜ ❛ i thought you… i saw you get shot. ❜ ❛ why are you really here? ❜ ❛ i wish we never met. ❜ ❛ you look like you need a hug. ❜ ❛ would you run away with me? ❜ ❛ see? i’m not just a pretty face. ❜ ❛ we can stop them. i can help you. ❜ ❛ what now? i’m tired. ❜ ❛ i didn’t want you to see me like this. ❜ ❛ i can’t do this without you. ❜ ❛ if you tell me yours, i’ll tell you mine. ❜ ❛ are you threatening me? ❜ ❛ did you ever care about me? ❜ ❛ treat me like the princess that i am! ❜ ❛ i’m not leaving you. ❜ ❛ why did you come? ❜ ❛ i need your help… and you need mine. ❜ ❛ i wish i could hate you. ❜ ❛ i see you don’t recognize me. well, it was a long time ago. ❜ ❛ you’ve lost a lot of blood. ❜ ❛ i had my suspicions, but until now i wasn’t sure. ❜ ❛ there’s nothing left for me here. ❜ ❛ that is… literally illegal. you’re describing something illegal. ❜ ❛ wait. i’ve heard that sound before. ❜ ❛ just try to hang on. ❜ ❛ so why’s it so important anyway? ❜ ❛ i’ll stay in tonight, thanks. ❜ ❛ we can’t keep going on like this. ❜ ❛ in about a minute, you’ll be sorry you didn’t listen to me. ❜ ❛ is this seat taken? sorry, it’s a bit crowded here. ❜ ❛ you can’t leave me here alone! ❜ ❛ i’ll believe it when i see it. ❜ ❛ why are you laughing? this is a very serious situation. ❜ ❛ i bought two. here. ❜ ❛ i’ve seen you before, walking by. ❜ ❛ why can’t i come with you? ❜ ❛ c'mon. aren’t you worried what might happen if we go? ❜ ❛ walk with me? ❜ ❛ it’s very rude to stare. ❜ ❛ how many times have i told you? you can’t visit me here. ❜ ❛ we can’t fix this. can we? ❜ ❛ are you going to kill me? ❜ ❛ it’s not like you can stop me. ❜ ❛ it’s not safe for people to see us together. ❜ ❛ take me with you. ❜ ❛ some risks are worth taking. ❜ ❛ let them go. take me instead. ❜ ❛ what do you want in exchange for it? ❜ ❛ is being drunk an excuse? ❜ ❛ promise me you won’t overreact. ❜ ❛ how can i possibly trust you? after all you’ve done. ❜ ❛ how long have you been standing there? ❜ ❛ why did you wake me? ❜ ❛ i’m not here to talk about my feelings. ❜ ❛ you were going to leave without saying goodbye? ❜ ❛ for some reason, i’m attracted to you. ❜ ❛ promise me? ❜ ❛ it’s nothing, i’m just tired. ❜ ❛ i feel safe with you. ❜ ❛ i don’t need your help. ❜ ❛ i think i have a bit more experience with this thing than you do. ❜ ❛ no way, i’m not doing that. ❜ ❛ i do care. ❜ ❛ you snore in your sleep. it’s adorable. ❜ ❛ i have a spare bed. ❜ ❛ you’re very kind. some day it’ll get you killed. ❜ ❛ you’ll always have a home with me. ❜ ❛ of course i care. you’re my family. ❜ ❛ you shouldn’t insult people that are bigger than you. ❜ ❛ i never wanted to hurt you. ❜ ❛ i swear it wasn’t me. ❜ ❛ we can just sit here, you don’t have to talk. ❜ ❛ did you miss me? ❜ ❛ this isn’t just about you. it’s about what’s best for all of us. ❜ ❛ you can never admit when you’re wrong! ❜ ❛ is this what you wanted? ❜ ❛ what are you doing out here by yourself? ❜ ❛ sorry to put you through that. i guess i owe you one now. ❜ ❛ the only time you talk to me is when you need something. ❜ ❛ i’m still learning. ❜ ❛ if you have something to say, spit it out. ❜ ❛ you… don’t like me very much, do you? ❜ ❛ i’m on your side. ❜ ❛ i risked my life for you! ❜ ❛ whatever you’re going to ask, the answer is no. ❜ ❛ you can stay with me. ❜ ❛ i just need time. ❜ ❛ please don’t do this, don’t act like you care. ❜ ❛ who the hell invited you? ❜ ❛ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ❜ ❛ i just wanted to say i’m sorry. ❜ ❛ think of it as a compliment. ❜ ❛ do you ever stop being so serious and dull? ❜ ❛ it’s rare to see your kind around here. ❜ ❛ you remember me. that’s good. ❜ ❛ you’re a terrible flirt you know. ❜ ❛ are you kidding me? we’re not ‘fine’! ❜ ❛ right now i wish i was dead. ❜ ❛ i guess i should’ve told you. ❜ ❛ you’re not alone. i’m here. ❜ ❛ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ❜ ❛ knowledge is power. ❜ ❛ you scared me. ❜ ❛ well, what’s so strange about that? ❜ ❛ don’t look at me like that. ❜ ❛ i want to be there when you get what’s coming to you. ❜ ❛ just who do you think you are? ❜ ❛ you look… amazing. ❜ ❛ we’re safe, aren’t we? ❜ ❛ you know, i really hoped i’d never see this place again. ❜ ❛ don’t touch me. get away from me. ❜ ❛ i thought you’d like this. ❜ ❛ it’s too dark, i can’t see anything. ❜ ❛ what’s that smug look for? you think you can do any better? ❜ ❛ who did you piss off this time? ❜ ❛ you should’ve thought about that before you got into a fight. ❜ ❛ i only wanted to help. ❜ ❛ you knew and you didn’t tell me? ❜ ❛ you don’t scare me. ❜ ❛ wow, look who remembered my existence. ❜ ❛ change isn’t easy. ❜ ❛ why did you help me? ❜ ❛ why do you hate me? ❜ ❛ i can’t even trust myself anymore. ❜ ❛ i was making sure you weren’t dead, since you never called. ❜ ❛ you look awful. what happened? ❜ ❛ are you here to kill me? ❜ ❛ you know you aren’t allowed in here, right? ❜ ❛ was that a friend of yours? ❜ ❛ two years later and you haven’t changed. ❜ ❛ you look like you just saw a ghost. ❜ ❛ nobody tells me what to do. ❜ ❛ you’re too scared to do it, aren’t you? ❜ ❛ come on. it can’t be that bad. ❜ ❛ i hope to repay your kindness someday. ❜ ❛ just let me do this for you. ❜ ❛ why were they coming after you? ❜ ❛ how many people have you killed? how many? ❜ ❛ how much do you value your life? ❜ ❛ you don’t know when to give up, do you? ❜ ❛ don’t lie to me. ❜ ❛ i’m not sober enough to talk about this. ❜ ❛ have a drink with me. ❜