Then how about letting me and my friends go?
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It wasn't an insult, just a comment.
"Huh? Hey, ms girl with orange hair! You know what's going on?" Timothy asked the girl displaying on the TV.
OOC: You never think the same? Don't you wish to say something to me? Talk to me about anything at all? Just... enjoy ourselves?
With all these short answers, it feels like you have nothing to say to me, nothing to ask, as if there was nothing to do more than agreeing.
That was rather pathetic...
Yeah, I did. What're you gonna do about it?
"Huh? What's that?" Timothy said turning to the giant blue TV.
OOC: You don't know? T_T
I long for your reply everyday but I mostly got 1 or 2 lines as an answer.
Oh, you've got to be kidding me.
What kind? Physical? Mental? Sexual? Doesn't matter. I've been known for withstanding torture.
Timothy looked around. "Err... How about that broom? Or the pan?"
OOC: Yeah... I saw.
Your replies seems so faint. It almost seems like it's a burden for you to answer. >.<
Nothing... Nothing at all. *sigh* What would it take for you to let us go, and give them their vocalizations back?
... Why?
I just gave you an idea, didn't I? :dry:
Hey! What're you gonna do, torture me?
"We need to make a stand!" Timothy said. "Do we have anything we can beat these monkeys with?"
OOC: D:
Marisa?
*growls and cuts the leash* Living, intelligent beings are not pets. Don't you know slavery is illegal now?
"No kidding" Timothy replied as he saw monkeys all over the town.
OOC: Why all the short answers? T_T
They aren't your pets, lady. -
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