Roxie: *jumpscare*
Sal: ????
Rebecca: ??? tf are those i your hands (shes from the 1930s, only guns she would ever see are Tommy Guns and other rlly old guns)
Carmel: *doesnt care*
Para: dude why do you think she ended up where she is?
*is unaffected by jumpscare* I've seen worse. (no I actually have no emotion towards all jumpscares. I'm just like: hmm. Welp.) Also the guns are honestly idk I just bought them for if I ever had to make a moment like that. Wdym? (to Para)
(same tbh)
Roxie: *cue mad prom queen mcbitch*
Sal: otay!
Rebecca: ok.....?
Para: dude she sliterally a cannibal she wont stop saying sit like the shit shes saying
ohhhh. Walp. Also could you stop it Karen (Roxie) this ain't gonna get you anywhere in life.
Roxie: *starts glitching a bit and sparking
Silver: thats not good!
Para: *vibin*
gee thanks Sherlock Holmes. :D (Silver)
SILVER: its not my fault they used a Mangle intelligaence unit to make me.............
uh huh now how do we get her to stop whatever that is.
SILVER: oh its no big deal shes gonna calm down on her own!
alright then.
