canon is No More Heroes; looking at the upcoming sweven

[crownless]

Lemme get this straight.

There's all sorts of amazing, mystical places you could be sending me. You could've sent me somewhere with hot valkyries or giant robots or space ships or someplace where I'm required to get laid on a biweekly basis. But you aren't looking at any of 'em.

You want to send me to fucking Montana.

I don't care if there's some timeline screwing going on and it isn't actually the middle of buttfuck nowhere anymore--I still don't wanna go! I'm fine in Santa Destroy, where I don't need to worry about icicles whenever I walk around outside with a runny nose. And I'd rather not have people poking around in my dreams, either--it was creepy when Henry did it, and it's gonna be creepy when other people do it, too.

Comments

[monkeytailed]

I'm not going first! What kind of guy do you think I am?

[crownless]

The kind who was offering to tell their story first?!

[monkeytailed]

I said I'd tell if you told too. I'm not going to share if this is just going to go one way.

[crownless]

Fine, fine... I already told you I didn't know what it was, but... huh. Let's see.

Well, there's...a lot of things it could've been. I accidentally groped this lady once, and I don't put up with all her dumb shipping ideas.

[monkeytailed]

But you could've been lying about it. How did she react?