Hi!
...He's in a jug. He's made of Tang, and he's in a jug.
{Y-yes. I don't have any of this in real life. I miss Zack, and he said we'd be friends, but for someone like him, I'm probably just "that one kid I knew for three weeks before he got me sent to the labs". But here, I can have friends....}
edited 8th Feb '12 11:34:17 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist-pokes the jug again-
{These people are dead in the real world.... All I have left is either staying in this room for the rest of my life (which will be pretty short once the General gets back), or staying in the lab for the rest of my life. And being an abomination for both choices, where every sound hurts and everything is painful to look at. Why would I ever leave when I could have a family?}
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist{N-no... but it's all I have.... And since this is the best deal I've ever seen, I'll take it.}
-watches-
-picks up the jug and sniffs it. Jenova pops out and scowls at him, and he hastily puts it back down on the table-
edited 9th Feb '12 4:53:08 AM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist

...He's in a jug.
{...Yes.}
{I'm not allowed to stay here, am I?}
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist