Next time I grab somethin' to eat outta the forest, want me to bring you some? Roast squirrel ain't for everyone, but it sure as hell ain't gonna be laced with nothin'.
I'll take some grilled forest critter over accidentally trippin' on shrooms, or whatever the fuck gets thought of next. Honestly, though, sometimes I ain't too sure if I'm more sore over gettin' turned into shit or over not havin' anythin' to do with it.
Honestly, I'm startin' to think this place is just built on an indian burial ground or somethin'. Weird shit just happens whether anybody's thinkin' it up or not. Either way, I'll split my next kill. I'll try to aim for a rabbit or somethin' that ain't too weird.
Nah, if that were the case, we'd be gettin' more of those vengeful undead ghost types, back to kill their loved ones. Somethin' like that. You don't gotta worry about it bein' too weird, ain't like I'm gonna be offended or somethin'. Thanks, though.
I didn't find the hallucinations to be terrible. Then again, I have observed that I don't have the same reactions as everyone around me, making me 'strange.'
It wasn't... terrible. More weird. I mean... you have a nightmare often enough, it stops gettin' to ya so much. But it's still just a little unsettlin' if it follows you around all day.
[Paula respected Nyx's wishes and tried her best to remain silent while in their room. She even went out of her way to bake Nyx some of her favorite insert flavor here cookies. Which are sitting in the room. Waiting to be devoured.]
[Honestly, Nyx was kind of hoping that Paula would object. Getting into a fight would at least make things interesting, not to mention give her substantial to be pissed at her for. "She's too damn nice" apparently isn't good enough.
She is going to eat those cookies, though. They are delicious and Nyx may or may not give her the most tsun-tsun 'thanks' the next time Paula's in the room.]
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Next time I grab somethin' to eat outta the forest, want me to bring you some? Roast squirrel ain't for everyone, but it sure as hell ain't gonna be laced with nothin'.
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I'll take some grilled forest critter over accidentally trippin' on shrooms, or whatever the fuck gets thought of next.
Honestly, though, sometimes I ain't too sure if I'm more sore over gettin' turned into shit or over not havin' anythin' to do with it.
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Mind if I ask you 'bout somethin', though?
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You don't gotta worry about it bein' too weird, ain't like I'm gonna be offended or somethin'. Thanks, though.
Yeah, go for it. What's up?
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I hope you'll be okay.
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Don't worry about me, I'll be alright.
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Okay.
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[IN THE END HE CHICKENED OUT AND SAID NOTHING BAWWW]
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She is going to eat those cookies, though. They are delicious and Nyx may or may not give her the most tsun-tsun 'thanks' the next time Paula's in the room.]
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