You do realise that if you ever fall in love with a girl, they're gonna be popping champagne in hell during your honeymoon while sneaking peaks.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Hey- my bet on that's purely between me, Aphrodite and Maledare. Maledare came in later to bet a third option- which was that he'd turn gay.
... -to Hal- Well, as long as they're not doing it in my face... And only one of them will be celebrating...
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-Stares the gun and Implements straight on, trying to keep himself steady-...No. I know what my employer will do to me. It's bring Freed or come home empty handed. It's not about having a guard it's about petty fucking revenge for him.
-Glances around, mildly nervous-
...He can't hear that... I'm sure he can't hear that...
mario is red, i am green, i try my best, but everyone's mean... Right, okay, fine.
-Turns to walk out-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?... Wait- do you two know where they took Whitechapel.
And can you confirm that he is- Jack The Ripper?
Ehhh? Well- I wouldn't want to do spoilers, but I haven't been able to looking glass since I got here- 'cause I came here to investigate you since you got out of sight... I was planning on not meeting you face to face- but- here we are- hi.
But- I don't know where they took "Whitechapel" but he is most certainly Jack The Ripper.
Cool- thanks.
... I won't introduce myself, you already know my name.
And I think i got both of yours.
So- yeah- lets get out of here.
-follows Hal out-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postI can't believe I stayed morphed for this.
Well, that didn't really answer your questions so much as raise a whole new dimension of complications into your perspective.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?No, he did.
-Lets the dizziness fade and makes Freed visible again-
He's been here the whole fuckin' time, you fucking asshole! You think he's gonna want to come back now?
-Steps forward, leveling the gun right at his chest-
You're full of shit, and you were from the start. Give up the fucking magic orb bullshit, and then get the hell out!
I at least know that Whitechapel's alias is one hell of a double bluff.
Serial killer, Whitechapel. Most people would think Jack The Ripper first thing if they heard of his work.
'Cause he came from Whitechapel in London.
But that can't be right, 'cause he'd be dead by now, of old age- so you doubt it. It's 2016 where I come from, and he committed his crimes back in 1888.
So, that leaves you unsure of who he is.
But it turns out- that Whitechapel might've found a fountain of eternal youth. And y'know- there's a few powerful people I've found- him included- that have a badge in the shape of a fountain.
I think it's probably a secret society.
... But yeah- now I know the afterlife exists, I have the possibility of dying and then continuing fighting with that- deadman games thing the skeleton lawyer mentioned, and that there's a demon actively trying to ship me...
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1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postYeesh.
I mean, I'm not really into the whole Uranzraka stuff, but I do know that once a turian dies, they stay the hell out of our business, you know?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Mmm.
I suppose it's harmless how they're doing it. Things seem mostly up to our free will, still.
Not like I can just expect a demon to decide to have lightning strike me.
... Though, in it's own way- that demon's nice.
For one thing, she thinks I won't die alone, and she thinks I'll be a hero. So that's nice.
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-Gets enough room and summons the second one, then takes a few steps forward-
-The machine gun arm popping out and whirring as it gets going-
-And then points it right at him-
-Some other fiddly looking things pop out of the shoulders, then train on him-
Look, do you really want to do this? I'll let you go, and I'll give you something else. It won't be as good, but I won't just screw you over. All you have to do is stop and let him go, alright?
-Plays with the suit's mic and makes her voice sound all electronic and robot-y-