Semain Calm
"I mean, we have been here blowing up spiders for about half an hour and the spin cycle has not started. Hanging it outside or making a new machine would probably be faster."
and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised.
the cake is an alternative fact
"It's been like 2 minutes, Knife. Also, the laws of the bottle episode state we cannot leave the laundry room."
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monster
sick down from the bones to the other side
"My first day meeting new people and I've already inadvertently caused mass destruction." [Technically they didn't, all they did was disintegrate the spider that would later become the robotic spider Knife made, but for some reason they think this is their fault.]
A plague has consumed the town, summoning Pestilence, Horseman of the Apocalypse!
Semain Calm
"Note to self. Get a new watch." Knife then walks over and begins trying to repair what remains of the drying machines.
and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised.
Not a guy anymore, ignore the name
Muffled curses and screaming come from the basket before Bob removes his head from it and places it back on his shoulders.
"Wonderful."
Enough death. Enough life.
"...how many times do I have to tell you I'm not a werefox?"
He just groans at the carnage.
"God. I give it five minutes before there's no machines left."
be nice to benjamin it's not his fault he got beat up by a microbe
Semain Calm
Knife has completed taking a door blasted off by the plasma cannon and reattaching it to the machine that Cutbug had partially dissolved. "I fixed one machine! Just a couple more to go. I recognize the brand; it will be easy."
and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised.
sick down from the bones to the other side
"Oh, are you a... 'mechanic' or whatever it's called?"
A plague has consumed the town, summoning Pestilence, Horseman of the Apocalypse!
Semain Calm
"Yeah, I'm an engineer, inventor, innovator, whatever you want to call it. Anyways, this drying machine should work better than before!".
Edited by MadameButterflyKnife on Jul 16th 2020 at 9:16:09 AM
and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised.
Oh Captain!~
Custard bursts out from a mountain of clothes.
"Did someone say... 'mechanic'?"
She then realizes they were talking about drying machines, not computing devices.
Hey how you doing well I'm doing just fine I lied I'm dying inside
Not a guy anymore, ignore the name
"So is there any physical reason for us all to be stuck in here, or is it just for plot purposes?"
Enough death. Enough life.
sick down from the bones to the other side
"Let me try something." [Cutbug crouches as low as the can to try and disintegrate the floor with their hair. It doesn't work, and they stand back up, dejected.] "Looks like it's just for plot purposes."
A plague has consumed the town, summoning Pestilence, Horseman of the Apocalypse!
Professional Professionalist
Baryl suddenly pops out from a pile of warm clothes. ”Hi.”
Arimo is there too, nonchalantly drinking a soda.
"Don't cry because it's over, cry because it happened."Kafka looks warily at the machine Knife has knocked together.
"...I suppose I'll have to be the test subject here."
be nice to benjamin it's not his fault he got beat up by a microbe
"IT'S A MURDER MACHINE!!!1111!"
the cake is an alternative fact
"It most likely is some form of murder machine."
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monster
Semain Calm
Knife opens the machine for Kaf to try out. "Clothes aren't sapient, Playing."
and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised."...okay, change of plans. I'm gonna wait for one of the not-potentially-murderous ones to open up."
be nice to benjamin it's not his fault he got beat up by a microbe
Semain Calm
"Alright, in my defence, this dryer was probably already murderous. I recognized the brand, Razr Inc. It's my mom's corporation. So there's definetly some murder bullshit already in here."
and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised.
Oh Captain!~
"If clothes aren't sapient, then how in the name of Sophie Wilson did I get buried in them? Is this my punishment for being naked?"
Hey how you doing well I'm doing just fine I lied I'm dying inside
Not a guy anymore, ignore the name
"If I don't kill you all by the time we get out, Satan can have my soul."
Satan somehow emerges from behind Bob, despite being twice his height.
"Funny, but I remember already having your soul."
"You know what I meant."
Enough death. Enough life.
Neptunia Ichiban
Zanreo then enters the room, carrying a bag of clothing in each hand. "Running out of clean clothes, so should get around to washing these already... oh hey, everyone else are here too?"
shouldn't his favorite genre be RPG and not point and click though
Web Spidus
Junon is busy getting her clothes ready for laundry. Most of them are magicians' robes, of course. One is stained with the blood from the stab wound from the previous episode.
"Yep. How are you?"
Edited by josh6243 on Jul 16th 2020 at 8:49:15 AM
"THE TROPERS ARE BEING MEANIES AND WON'T LET ME BE FREE!"
"Outside."