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002 (Voice, because Gabe likes hearing himself talk)
[This week is a week for violent altercations and today is a day for filtering posts AWAY from people you don't wanna talk to. In this case, SO VERY FILTERED AWAY FROM PEOPLE NAMED WINCHESTER. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE. AND GABE DOESN'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU.]
So. Barge.
Let's recap. That's... What? Three attacks in as many days? Is that the lull-breaking tradition here on the USS Redemption? Kill each other until the boredom goes away?
Nice tactic, you psychos. Sorta defeats the purpose of the damn boat, don't it?
So. Barge.
Let's recap. That's... What? Three attacks in as many days? Is that the lull-breaking tradition here on the USS Redemption? Kill each other until the boredom goes away?
Nice tactic, you psychos. Sorta defeats the purpose of the damn boat, don't it?
SHE CAN FEEL HIS ANGELIC BITCHFACE FROM LEVEL ZERO.
IT'S A REALLY POWERFUL BITCHFACE.
[You get the benefit of a long, long thoughtful pause here, because Gabe is a BRAT.]
SHE'S FEARLESS... NOT.
HE'S LIKE THE LEAST INTIMIDATING PERSON EVER. ...In theory. :|
YOU PUT A SNAKE IN HER ROOM BRO. SHE'S LIKE INDIANA JONES.
IT ALWAYS HAS TO BE SNAKES. :|
WHERE'S MY HAT?
HE COULD GET HER A HAT. And a whip. SHE COULD BEAT INMATES IN ZERO WITH IT.
If they ever become BFFs, this is my new plan.
WHOO.
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