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Don't ask me for somethin' like that so suddenly. You know if you plead like that, I'm just goin' to cut your head off. For that matter... Don't rush to yer death either.
Start a poll to rename it. You've got democracy now.
I'm not the one who came up with the name, man.
Why's it not called the slaughter labyrinth then? Ya make it sound like it's gonna be a bad time.
It isn't really torture if you don't put a cap on how much carnage you want to cause to ontologically evil enemies.
Show me a god that deserves worship and I'll consider not striking them from the heavens.
( He's beet-red, but he can't deny that he's a little happy about this... ) Er... T-thanks... ⁱ ᵃᵖᵖʳᵉᶜⁱᵃᵗᵉ ⁱᵗˑ
[ she smiles softly, gently patting him on the top of his head. ] You've been doin' a good job. [ there's hesitation in her voice, but she resolves to attempt to say it anyways. ] Good boy...!
( Scrunching his face up. Thinking. Squeezing his eyes shut in embarassment. ) ...Yes I do. ( He squats a little. )
As a stranger, you carried me into battle with you. I'd like to think that shows a decent amount of trust! You wanna head pat or somethin'? You'll have to lean down but I think I could manage it.
Everyone stop lookin' at me. Fuck. I didn't think anyone was listenin'.
Maybe my dream is that someone will tell me I'm a good boy and that they trust me.
They are pretty tasty. ( As if that particular statement brings it all together, he nods his head. ) I get it. If that's the case, maybe bein' a sheep ain't a bad thing. It's kind of noble preservin' something nobody would once about it. ... And ya made it yer own thing.
( a chuckle escapes her amused his question clearly not taking it personally or finding offense in it ) Don't worry. Sometimes I wonder the same. I wasn't around for that decision but based on the knowledge stored in my chest, it was simply for the sake of preserving the research behind the thing.↴
Why're they conspirin' to turn us into cats? That was supposed to be a joke! 💦
He grimaces. "...Like ice cream?" The cup of tea is jostled to and fro in his palms as he considers his two options: snack or no snack. In recent days he's had the opportunity to try more and more delicacies he'd never have the privilege to. This has made him somewhat more picky. "I'll try it."
—? That would earn him a small giggle as she shook her head. "Oh no—um...its sweet and very creamy and soft? Not cheese—y at all."
"No, no. You have to do it like this— 𝒎𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒓~" He even trills. He's taking this whole thing weirdly seriously for a joke. "It's like yer not even tryin'."
“…Meow.” Nope, still complete flat affect.
He got so upset that the misogyny just leapt out…
"Hell no, put your whole chest into it."
With a flat expression and tone of voice— “Meow.” 😐
"I was gonna call you stupid, but ya know... I think I get it."
“No. I wish I was a cat everyday.”
Imagine an event where we all got turned into cats. Would that be scary or what?
It takes him a while to respond, partly because he's entranced by the presence of an ice cube in his drink. Eventually he mutters: "What's a cheesecake taste like? Mozz...erella...?"
—! Slightly panicked, "...slowly," She'd quietly mentioned—carefully summoning the smallest ice cube to cool it down for him. "—would...you like a sweet with it? A small cheesecake...?"