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> "Haha, I feel sorry for the poor fool that'd try and rob you."
...yeah, you can’t really say something like this, it's too GREAT. You'd just end up giggling with JOY.
> I guess "Those aren't live, are they?" would best convey your fear without being too rude.
"Those aren't live, are they?"
"Deactivated. Pewmanently inopewable. Inewt. Fiwing Pins, Lasew Heads, Magnetic Accelewators: Wemoved. Chambews, Magazines, Bawwels, Lens Holdews, Ciwcuit Twaces, Hammews: Welded."
"Hm, the law only needs the chamber welded for it not to be considered a gun, right?"
"Or the bawwel, but the law was made fow people that want a gun on the wall, but none of the wesponsibility."
"...And you?"
"…"
"I guess I’m avoiding wesponsibility too, in a way.
It’d be bettew if I just cut them to thiwds,
but, then, I’d have nothing but wowds,"
"I mean, like this shell shotgun-gun-thing. I had to navigate thwough this whole thing in Ginbilgaw involving a suicide that appawently was a muwdew, thewe was deaf babysittew, a football, ewm, a bwewew, and his son that was an investigatow, and someone was pwetending to be him,"
"I wasn’t keeping twack of it all, I was just thewe to get the shell, and despite evewything, I did, and didn’t go to jail for anything.
I, wanted something to show for it, whichevew whatevew,
just, something to show for my hawd endeavow."
"So, You destroy guns?"
"Well, only the ones that haven’t been in pwoduction in the past couple decades. Pweferably wawe ow classic ones, but any will do."
"Won’t they just start mak-"
"Yes. But at least I’m doing something."
"..."
> "Rad, can I have one?"
"...So that’s a no to lending me one?” You joke."
She sighs, "Silly. That’s definitely asking too much, even without this whole game."
"But, hey at least you asked this time." following it with honest chuckles.
"Speaking of which, I’m ready for that interview."
"Right."
--=====| Interview Start |=====--
🔊] https://youtu.be/QJ_qBJ3raig
"Name?"
"Jemmy (She/Hew)"
"Is that your full name?"
"Do I need to give my govewnment-wecognized name?"
"No, I guess not for this."
> Q: "Why do you think Dir. Shirleylee stole the files?"
You ask this
"Good question.
Why did he show up in youw office months ago?"
"He didn’t. I thought he did, but that must’ve been an impostor."
"…"
"Can you say that again, but show me youw hands?"
You put up your hands, fingers as far apart as possible to ensure they don’t, somehow, get crossed.
"I don’t believe Director Shirleylee showed up in my apartment."
"May I be let in on why
You thought that was a lie?"
"(Not unless you awe going to
tell me what you awe actually up to.)"
"I’m handling this missing files mess
That’s all, no more, or less"
"Fine, not gonna fight.
I was just joking, alwight?"
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Any additional questions?
(Suggestion are not needed this time, but are still appreciated.)
> Q: "Did you see anyone entering or leaving my apartment?"
(Stored actions: [Check mail]|[Dance on top of the file cabinets.])[color=undefined][/color]
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