Emily: What a wuss. *cthulu*
Clarissa: Tell me about it. Atleast you didn't have to touch him.
Emily: That is true. Had I been in your place I would have told him to wait for the hospital.
Clarissa: Damn liar. Tch, God. It's like, okay so you've got big chunks of glass sticking in your side. Big ********' whoop. Tangora jumped through a window and fell on the glass, let it stick further in his flesh, ignored it and still ran all the way to Lake Hylia to find me. Not to mention all the times he's been stabbed in the gut or chest and STILL walked it off.
Emily: Wow. Impressive.
Clarissa: I know! 8D
Arognat: What'd you do anyway?
Clarissa: I didn't have much of a choice, I had to remove it. It just bothered me that he couldn't do it himself and had to rip his shirt off because he was angry. Like the Incredible Hulk or something. "LOGAN SMASH! LOGAN MAAAAD! ARGH!" What a spazz.
I just feel really guilty for it, but I don't think I could've avoided it. I mean, he pretty much demanded that I take out and was yelling at you, so what was I suppose to do? It doesn't affect me in anyway cept makes me feel guilty. Nick! D8
Clarissa: This wouldn't happen if Tangora was there... >: <
Yeah, but Nick won't help me make him so I can play as him. : <
Big Viscen: If I were there, I woulda punched him in the ******** face and kicked him in the nuts. But that's just me.
Clarissa: Hehehe such a good boy. Just like your father. *pat pat pat*
Emily: You know, "JAKE", you should catch up to them. *cough* You know, catch him in the act of mistreating a poor, defensless, little teenager and then shoot him in the knee cap.
Viscen: Ooooh. And why are you calling me, "Jake"? D8
Clarissa: Great! Then it's settled! Jake's gonna come with us and protect me from Logan the *****! Or rather be the one without morale and shoot at him and punch him! 8D Just like your dad... 8'D
Viscen: Yeah! 8D
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Clarissa Crossette-Gahn
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Piss off plz 8D.