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“Guns? How the hell haven’t you chumps been arrested yet?” The punk sure as hell wasn’t scared of bullets. That said, he did stop approaching, though he looked no less troublesome for it. “The cops really don’t like people having guns, what happens when one of them walk by, eh?” https://t.co/ljzEhNcBrw
@KanzenBusuo >body at another twitch.
“Never came from anyone else first, and unlike splattered braaaaiiiiinnns down there at your feet, I don’t need to take any from anyone else. The only person I’m hurting is me… unless you still wanna square up!”
Tch. Think I’m just gonna run? Think again, relic!
I don’t know what your problem is, and I don’t care, come at me! https://t.co/tnrQm9NTxd
>god damn it sand was all up in his vest and his hair and his shoes), the punk turned to watch an Oni trying to fit its massive hand into its not quite as massive mouth to pull out the spike inside.
“What’s the matter, feeling less bloodthirsty? Let me help with that!”
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>your life, and you’re gonna be left begging to live or die while I walk away! It’s how I’ve left every other spirit, animal, or creature I’ve found here, and your steroids aren’t gonna save you from this ‘human’!”
The muscular red-skinned demon was frozen in shock for a bit, ->
“Sand in your nose, punk?”
The bloody young man was still around. https://t.co/ePQfrvlr0l
>your gears stop cranking! You want a taste? Come and get it, Astro Boy!”
“Eh? Despair and seeing it happen is more Jigsaw’s shtick.” Jigsaw? “I just get my kicks by beating up and breaking whatever pisses me off. I love watching the hope in their eyes die when they’re on the ground and I’m standin’ over ‘em! It ain’t the same if someone else does it.” https://t.co/4ZMnplPuqa