Michael: *he comes over to sit next to you, and...oh god, that smell, it smells like somethign inside him has been long rotten and decayed, almost as if hes a walking corpse of sorts*
Elizabeth: *she just looks away, knowing that within the next few minutes there is a high porbibility that youll figure out why his skin is purple and why he smells like t
Elizabeth: ??? i literallt killed my own brother and used him as a skin suit with plans to murder my father!! how is that not a big deal?
Michael: okat first, I DONT HAVE EYES! second, i literally threw up my own sister who was killed by my father, who also killed my mother and brother, then got a job at the very dsame place i died in, recived no pay and continued to work there
*well when you put it that wa
Elizabeth: *she sits down, and makes a slight thud as the metal comes in contsct with the floor**also, the eyes on her suit/mask roll back in her head, revealing her endoskeleton eyes* alright, we told you our problems, not is only fair if you tell us yours
Michael: Elizabeth thats her personal stuff she doe-
Elizabeth: cn it Skin Suit -oooo damn- i just want to know exactly how broken she is, i mean, our situation is NOT okay, and she thinks it is
Michael: fair enough Crab Bot -OOOOOOOOOOH-
Elizabeth: hey look Suit Bitch only certain people can call me that
Michael: well then Clown Freak i guess im one of them
Elizabeth: says who Dumdum?
Michael: says me...uh....shit i ran out of insults
Elizabeth: i win then! yeah anyways whats ur deal Kat?....sorry, that didnt sound as rude in my head
Michael: well it is out her Emotionless Bitch
Elizabeth: hey! no putting cuss words in name-calling!
Michael: you did it first
Elizabeth: did not!
Michael: did to
