118;

[therippling]

... Disgusting.

All of you weaklings are disgusting. Playing around on those curse days, if not playing, then whining and crying, and then just picking up the pieces and moving on the next day.

Like goldfish or ants, scurrying and swimming and always forgetting.

Do you even remember what you want to do? Who you need to kill?

Pathetic.

Comments

[oneeyedhorror]

They don't have the balls.

[therippling]

Then they don't need them attached, either.

[oneeyedhorror]

If you wanna touch 'em, sure.

[therippling]

My sword will do.

The boss up and left, so it's not like I have obligation to play nice for him anymore.

[orphanedpuppy]

Yoma!

[therippling]

Hmm? You?

[orphanedpuppy]

Yup! I kill them back home. Not voracious eaters or anything, but the lower level ones.

[therippling]

... Hmm. How interesting.

[oneeyedservant]

Need to kill?

[therippling]

Is there anyone?

[oneeyedservant]

I'm afraid not.

[therippling]

Pity, isn't it?

[lionesscouchant]

Hullo.

[therippling]

Hnn?

[lionesscouchant]

Hello! My name is Lucy Penvensie what's your name?

[therippling]

Before I answer that.

What's your game, mm?

[vivememorleti]

I remember.

But you're still crazy.

[therippling]

I remember.

And that's not very nice, is it?

[vivememorleti]

So?

[therippling]

I'd say bad boys needed to be punished. But you'd laugh, mm?