Hey! I Don’t Like The Implications Of This AT ALLLLLLLL.
Look, when things get too stressful, you just need time alone at the Drinking Tree.
Yeah, no. You are keeping it for lame experiments and Annie can’t tell you that she built the robot and is friends with him because she doesn’t trust you and this is why.
She’ll just go on the bridge of her own free will again, just like last time.
Hey! Ever thought the switching personalities of being buddy buddy with sudo-surma and with Gotham Fantasy Knight is what is putting Annie off in the first place?
That isn’t very encouraging. You aren’t giving Reynard back because you want to establish a bond with her, but because he is too dangerous. See why she doesn’t like you? And also the whole mom-comparison thing.
You Called Annie by her mom’s name as she was falling to her death, said she wasn’t as good as her dead mom, and actively encourage you to break more rules.
Yeah, all three isn’t very appropriate and James needs to curb his nostalgia a bit.
Well now you are giving her permission to be more sneaky with the last sentence. Like, explicit permission.
Huh, if I didn’t know any better, I would say he loves weapons.
But I do know better, and would say he probably uses those weapons for casual stabbing.
Hey James? Want to explain the fact you called Annie her mother’s name? Because that shit still needs some explaining.
Look, I think the best way to survive is to just make friends with all of the supernatural people in this school.
Science waits for no bed father.
I guess Reynard really thought that arm is important, if he was carrying it and not Coach James.
Chaos reigned. William tried to implement a dictatorship. We all hit him with dodgeballs. Good times.
Well someone is monitoring, that’s for damn sure. Can’t be too sure it is just the school.
“here lies Mort, who died a second death from a pretty girl”
What do you say, want to try and make my heart beat again?
Even the messengers of Death never bothered to actually explain who they are to her. Wow, they are all working together to keep her pure.
And it is only know that I bothered to google Muut and discover he is the messenger of death of the native american Cahuilla group and that explains why he looks the way he does.
That birb is huge and can twist his head like one. All the more intimidating.