134TH PAGE

[ladybirdshit]

My, that went well! Happy breakfast montage and all of that. Birds and bees and rainbows, everything is nice, but then the pirate showed up. Nobody died, at least! Good job, guys.

Continue the great work and walk around the FARMS if you want. It's nice and you don't have the fog babies on your asses. Enjoy the sunset. You can take some time to talk about where you're going next too.

[ mission: keep being nice you dicks. ]

Comments

[foodporn]

[i literally cannot believe]

[armedarchaeologist]

[that the narration can actually get more passive-aggressive? i know, right.]

[foodporn]

[SOMEONE SEND A RESCUE PARTY FOR THE RESCUE PARTY]

[foodporn]

[SOS]

[crotchbite]

[ SO
FUCKING
PISSED ]

[foodporn]

[dont start with me]

[walkiNG. BACKTRACKING. FOR NOTHING. STILL GOING.]

[armedarchaeologist]

[looks at hook. looks back toward the swamp where the lesbians went. looks at hook. sighs.]

[turns and starts jogging lesbianwards.]

This is why we carry radios.

[crotchbite]

[ oh im gonna start with you so bad when we get the News ]

This is going swell.

[cabineyes]

[ heeeyyyy gang ]

[ladybirdshit]

[crickets]

[cabineyes]

[ hey don't go kiwi on me. ]

[ he's going to hit the kitchen and ruin whatever's left of the wonderful dinner. ]

[crotchbite]

[ pUNCHES ]

[recurred]

[sits on the porch with a cooling cup of tea]

[apparently hook's back and he did something stupid. cool]

[im not going inside. i dont care]

[cabineyes]

[ skj. hi. ]

[ walks out of the house holding his nose. ]

[ thank you hel. ]

[recurred]

[looks up at him]

You sure screwed that up.

[cabineyes]

Yes, I got that picture.

[ but it's ok. mindless violence just turns me on. ]

How are you settling in?

[inhere]

[why is everybody pissed off again]

[cabineyes]

[ guilty. ]

A new face...?

[inhere]

[hm?]

[doesn't say anything just

looks at

hasn't seen you before]

[foodporn]

[moping on one of those wicker benches with whatever passes for something sweet around these farms since i doubt they have ice cream or chocolate bars.]

[crotchbite]

[ comes out of the farmhouse after a bath where she simmered her hatred and swamp gunk

looks at her. look at her, all pouty. she's the worst. ]

Please tell me you're not moping over that.

[foodporn]

[grumpily sits up and brushes crumbs off lap. she wasnt eating her feelings. no]

Only if you tell me you're not here to give me more I told you so's.

[bloodrops]

[ yeah i heard that. ]

[shortcuts]

[you're making a creepy face]

[bloodrops]

I can't be the only one who heard that.

[ it was Pretty Loud. ]