[ He doesn't really have a reply to that. Or to anything really, his eyes going wide as his head separates from his body, falling to the ground in two pieces.
His second to last thought is, "Fuck, washing blood out of my hair is gonna be a pain."
His last thought is really just a flash of an image. Fuscia eyes and dark hair, exasperated and worried in equal measures.
Well. There are worse things to die thinking about. ]
Re: ROULETTE ROOM
His second to last thought is, "Fuck, washing blood out of my hair is gonna be a pain."
His last thought is really just a flash of an image. Fuscia eyes and dark hair, exasperated and worried in equal measures.
Well. There are worse things to die thinking about. ]