+ 016 + Red's Perspective
Well, whaddya know. One of those crazy-ass curse things actually worked in my favor for once. Y'all should be thanking me for shoving the little fucker to the back of my head. Better then him walking around like something out of a grade-D horror movie and eatin' people's brains. I refuse to have to deal with him afterwords, too. Lord only knows what brains do to the digestive tract. Little shit'll kill himself one day...
Che. Idiot.
Well then kiddies, Red's out and ready to have some fun.
Whaddya say, eh? Maybe I can go find someone who's head needs exploding. Or maybe there're a few cute girls in need of some company for the evening...
[[OOC: What? It's better then typing "BRAAAAINS" all night. Strikeouts are quite hackable.]]
Che. Idiot.
Well then kiddies, Red's out and ready to have some fun.
Whaddya say, eh? Maybe I can go find someone who's head needs exploding. Or maybe there're a few cute girls in need of some company for the evening...
[[OOC: What? It's better then typing "BRAAAAINS" all night. Strikeouts are quite hackable.]]