TC: KaRbRo?
TC: KaRbRo? aRe YoU tHeRe?
CG: GAMZEE! ARE YOU OKAY?
TC: I
TC: i CaN't FeEl My LeGs.
CG: GAMZEE, WHERE ARE YOU? ARE YOU HURT?
TC: VrIsKa…
TC: ShE sLiCeD tHeM wItH hEr SwOrD
CG: THAT PSYCHOTIC SOCIOPATH DID WHAT?! WHERE IS SHE?!
TC: DeAd.
CG: WHAT?
My hands start quivering again and the pain from my legs doesn't help me from trying to type. I glance over to my now motionless ex-morail, lying face down in a puddle of blue blood.
TC: WeLl ShE's NoT mOtHeRfUcKiNg MoViNg
TC: So I'm MoThErFuCkInG aSsUmInG tHaT sHe Is
CG: OKAY
CG: I'LL WORRY ABOUT THAT LATER
CG: NOW WHERE ARE YOU?
TC: In ThE fIeLd.
CG: OKAY, I'LL GET MY LUSUS TO CARRY YOU BACK DOWN HERE.
CG: I DON'T THINK I COULD CARRY YOU
TC: No KaRbRo
TC: i JuSt WaNtEd To SaY
TC: I'm MoThErFuCkInG sOrRy
CG: FOR WHAT YOU HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING, ASSHOLE.
TC: FoR eVeRtHiNg.
TC: I sHoUlD oF nEvEr GoTtEn YoU iN tO tHiS.
CG: WHAT ARE YOU FUCKING TALKING ABOUT
TC: TeLl TiNkErBuLl I sAiD bYe, oK?
CG: GAMZEE! WHATEVER YOU'RE THINKING ABOUT DOING
CG: DON'T
TC: AnD KaRbRo?
TC: I lOvE yOu
TC: :o)
TC: JuSt So YoU kNoW
CG: GAMZEE!
terminallyCapricious [TC] ceased trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG]
CG: GAMZEE
CG: GAMZEE! PLEASE ANSWER ME!
CG: I LOVE YOU, YOU FUCKING IDIOT.
CG: DON'T JUST….
carcinoGeneticist [CG] ceased trolling terminallyCapricious [TC]
A/N: Hey, loooooooong time no see, huh? Sorry, if anyone's been waiting for a good chapter to be uploaded, but I've little time to write. Because
A) My only source of writing other than a type writer, has been over used. In other means, it broke.
B) School, testing, finals. I've been studying like a monk. So, my brains just to fried to type in coherent words.
But, hey, lets not linger on excuses. I'll just upload at random. That is until further notice. So, Auf Wiedersehen!