I've been on a computer once and I saw them draw me in a stupid tiny shirt so i FuckING SMASJED IT. I BROKE IT.

You think /I/ like it either?

THE WAILING, THE GRINDING, JAWS OF RED

𝔸ℕ𝕆𝕋ℍ𝔼ℝ ℝ𝕌𝕄𝕆ℝ, 𝔹𝔼𝔼ℕ 𝕋ℝ𝔸ℙℙ𝔼𝔻 𝕀ℕ 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔹𝔸ℂ𝕂 ℝ𝕆𝕆𝕄,

⠀ I have no reason to be happy. ⠀

⠀ You're as MORONIC as /he/ is... ⠀

⠀ I'm plotting your untimely demise. And, you reminded me of the Afton Robotics FAZ-CONFETTI-CANNON. ⠀

This always BLOODY -- RRGH. Faulty wiring HERE, rusty parts THERE. You'd think they'd CLEAN this thing, but no! Leave a /MARVEL/ of technology to rust! Doesn't help that the blood made the rust worse. ... Rgggh. What are you staring at?

{ William lays there for a moment. Silently grumbling to himself. } Grrh. Stupid, faulty -- 💢 { Raising to a sit, robotic claws moving to fix whatever broke in his knee, muttering curses Anya's never heard before. }

I'LL RIP YOUR STU -- { Comically slipping on a "wet floor sign" puddle and thumping hard against the floor. } AGH -- M-MOTHERFUCKER!!

{ Loud ass thumping as he storms behind. Yeah, piss off the former killer in a 7 foot rabbit machine deathtrap. Great idea. }

GET BACK HERE, YOU LITTLE -- !!

I SWEAR TO GOD THIS BETTER NOT BE ABOUT ME

ᅠ dude ᅠ

ᅠ THESE ARE /VERY/ STURDY SPRINGLOCKS, THANK YOU. BESIDES. YOU WOULDN'T BE TALKING IF YOU KNEW WHO I WAS... GEHEHE... ᅠ

ᅠ Y'ALL GAY AS SHIT ᅠ

ᅠ WHEN THE SPRING IS AWAY, THE TRAP COMES OUT TO PLAY. ... NOT A VERY CATCHY "CATCHPHRASE". ᅠ

{{ William SHOULD NOT have a "redemption". Atonement, MAYBE, but I am the biggest hater of a William who regrets killing.

Now, if you'll EXCUSE me.

NONE of you respect how HARD it is to build in the /DARK/.

WHAT THE FUC K

ᅠ Who do you /think/? ᅠ

ᅠ That s ong SUCKS. ᅠ

⠀ I swear, I've heard it before... ⠀

⠀ Because one wasn't enough. ⠀

[ Let's go salvaging! ]

TEMP . PIN

ᅠ OH MY GOD FINE WHEN I FINISH THIS TIME MACHINE I'LL -- { Slamming the saferoom door. } ᅠ

ᅠ CAN WE TALK THIS OUT ᅠ

ᅠ Is the pizza any good ᅠ

{{ im kind of sorry but not really

ᅠ Ladies called me William Fapton ᅠ

I was thinking about my wife (again)

ᅠ ... { Looking left, then right. } ᅠ

//

{{ hr wasn't even in sight rhe noise just started emitting from the safe room

ᅠ I was thinking about my wife sorry ᅠ

ᅠ WAHAHHAH WAHGAGAHA ᅠ

⠀ Have your "fun". I don't much care for... "boobs", anymore. ⠀

⠀ Quit your squirming. { Setting Anya down against the wall, ripping open the old first-aid kit container. } How hard did I squeeze? Feel like you're bleeding? ⠀

⠀ Someone's nervous. ⠀

⠀ { He snarls for a moment, staring into the other. } { ... a sudden drop. Lifting them AGAIN, but less "by the neck" and more "hand around the hip and leaning Anya against his torso". } There's an old first-aid somewhere... { Feet thudding as he now moves through the horror attraction. } ⠀