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[easybreezyidiot]

[a girl sits down across from you in the mess hall]

What's the worst you've ever been hurt?

((EDIT and then i remembered i have an early class tomorrow morning, whoops. I'M OUT i'll pick up old and new tomorrow!))

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[autorejoin]

Does dying count?

[easybreezyidiot]

Yeah, but you need to tell me how you died.

[autorejoin]

There was the time with the sword, the other time with the sword, the chainsaw, the cannibal. . .

[easybreezyidiot]

How many times have you died?

[autorejoin]

I lost count!

[easybreezyidiot]

So does it bother you?

[autorejoin]

You get used to it after a while!

[easybreezyidiot]

Does it hurt to die?

[autorejoin]

Every time.

It's kinda hard to explain. It's like... Towards the end, it gets easier 'cause your brain gets all fuzzy and then it's kinda like being stoned, but before you get to that part really sucks.

Protip: I don't recommend it. You may wanna wait a few years. Possibly sixty or seventy! More if you're one of those kids who're actually centuries old and age really slow or some shit like that.

[easybreezyidiot]

I'm twelve. And I'm not going to die.

[autorejoin]

It's good to see kids with goals these days.

[easybreezyidiot]

Everyone has to have them.