"It’s not like I can fit all these dildos up my ass at once— what’s the point of havin’ this many?! I only wanted one now I got a box of ‘em! And my head hurts and ‘m gonna gnaw off my own arm."
"…I think it’d be best if ya didn’t gnaw off your arm!"
"There’s a terrible ringin’ in my ears."
"I’m sleepy and my head might as well be explodin’!"
You're a really good Souda, like A++ job you're wonderful! I hope you don't mind if I follow you.
of course i dont! thank you so much!
"Ah… Y’know, I was plannin’ on stayin’ up the rest of the day."
"…So I drank an energy drink, n’, well, I can’t say that was the best decision. Now that I passed out, I just kinda feel awful!"
"U—Um… I’ll… t—try to hope for you, then…?"
"…That… your wrench doesn’t break…?"
"Thank ya! Means a lot! I’ll hope for you, too! That y’don’t break your pencils, or rip your paper, or whatever."
"I… I—I guess I see where you’re coming from… you can’t… work without the tools…"
"…T—that doesn’t mean you should be reckless w—with your own body, though."
"I’m just sayin’, if there’s some kinda divine being out there, I’d much rather it cause me to break my arm instead of this wrench."
"A—accidents happen… I—I break pencils all the time, and things…"
"I—it’s better to break things like that than… than an arm or leg. O—or your hand, even."
"I’ve broken an arm before— I’d rather do that than break a wrench! Honest!"
"Even if my arm’s broken, I can still work with my hands, y’know? So then, I can still do stuff. Break the wrench? That pulls out a bunch of opportunities with fixing stuff I gotta fix."
That wasn’t very punk rock of you
"…A—at least you’re not… breaking yourself this time.”
"Might as well be! I mean, if I’m breakin’ stuff used to make and build and create stuff, what am I good for?"