dear_mun | build robo-god, then we'll talk

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build robo-god, then we'll talk

You think I got a comment for you? Give you you a fuckin' statement on my beliefs? The Witch is fer kids with heartbeats, son. And I'm not exactly sayin' a prayer to Destroya every night, yeah? Maybe all that second coming shit is true, but in the meantime I'm I'm takin' care of my own, cuz they're actually tually fuckin' here.

That's all yer gonna get. Keep walkin'.

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[Awwh. She smiles,] It's fine. It's okay. I just don't want you to feel obligated to believe in something you don't need.

You already have what you need.

True. It's all this fuckin' afterlife talk, man, grates on on the gears.

Focus on the present. Treasure every second you have, don't waste it on what comes next. Keep them close... for as long as you can-- because whoever takes your soul won't come until it's all over. It doesn't need to be a discussion in the meantime.

Heh -- they program fuckin zen into the pornos these days, or what?

... I think that's just an added perk. I think that's just me. Or maybe not. Sit with Red long enough and you start to feel plenty soothed.

S'not what it says on the flyers. [ Bad joke. Bad joke. ] But -- yanno. Good you lovebirds got somethin' worth gettin' up for.

[F-fff. No, she barely laughed! That's mean. That's not funny.]

Had. Will always have, but had. Our story's about to end, and I'm scared of being without her, but I'll fight until my joints are rusted and my battery gives out. Can't waste it, see? Even with nothing left. There used to be something.