On muse's growing indifference to...everything

[hugmyscythe]

[...including massacring dog-monsters in order to prove a point and having a friend and an entire hospital being threatened just to get to her.] How do you say....whatev

er.

[Oh look, she tried some mild slang. Horrible execution there, DM.]

Comments

[cutsbitches]

... You're worse than Shooter.

[hugmyscythe]

He he he. So much

worse,
indeed.

[cutsbitches]

[no wonder you two get along. you're both awkward weirdos.]

[hugmyscythe]

[No, you'd be the abnormal one for not having fun with us.]

[cutsbitches]

[I have fun with Luka my own way, thank you very much]

[hugmyscythe]

[the same thing over and over again. cut. stab. kill.

it's amazing you never get bored.]

[cutsbitches]

[your point?]

[hugmyscythe]

[meaning you're pretty boring yourself.]

[cutsbitches]

[your point?]

[hugmyscythe]

[I could say anything I want and you'd still use the same icon.]

[cutsbitches]

[hugmyscythe]

[exactly her point.]

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[you're using a same icon over and over again too you know]

[hugmyscythe]

Whatever.

[cutsbitches]

[yes well your face]

[hugmyscythe]

[your face.


...what does that even mean...]

[cutsbitches]

[it

is

hideous]

[hugmyscythe]

Whatever.


[ooh. she likes this response now.]

[cutsbitches]

[least she isn't saying Cool Story Bro]

[hugmyscythe]

[but she has no story to tell. she wouldn't be telling it to saw anyways. talking to saw is like talking to a desk.]

[cutsbitches]

['kay]

[hugmyscythe]

[and you smell bad too]

[cutsbitches]

[oh are we doing this now?

hmmm yes well your skin is terribly dry and flaky]

[hugmyscythe]

[oh she thought she was going to get that other icon again. whatever.


you're getting flabby around the waist]

[cutsbitches]

[your breath smells like dead dog]