「forty-two ☠ voice」

[locketdangle]

[ At first, there's the tell-tale squeak as the device shocks him, and a growling noise as he scowls. Then, there's a pause while he collects his thoughts. ]

I don't have anything to say.

...

Five days. Does anyone have a whetstone? I'll trade for it.

Comments

[daddyslilpyro]

... Holding up okay?

[[ derp, it's actually spelled "whetstone" ]]

erk, thanks. idk why ff didn't catch it. 8|

[locketdangle]

Yes.

[daddyslilpyro]

I'd ask if you're sure, but I'm pretty sure I'd get the same response.

[locketdangle]

Yes.

[sukimahag]

My my, aren't you a little young to be waving blades about?

[locketdangle]

Another? I'm seventeen.

[sukimahag]

Still quite young, far too young to hope to kill most of what walks the streets~

1/2 strikes = thoughts

[locketdangle]

Killing is simple. Those monsters can't hurt me.

[pissedkitty]

Five days?

[ fail!lock ]

[locketdangle]

Brother's birthday. I'm making him a present.

[ fail!lock ]

[pissedkitty]

... [Baww, Rolo.]

Have you checked the inventory?

[ fail!lock ]

[locketdangle]

I already got one from somebody. [ I love my big bro. ]