ㅤ ͏͏͏ I miss Bad Mothafucka. ㅤ

ㅤ ͏͏͏ "You remind me of someone."

ㅤ ͏͏͏ Well, Mike's gone. Allllllll byyyyy myysellllllllllllf. ㅤ

ㅤ ͏͏͏ "Not much of a talky-talky Deathclaw like a few I've met, huh?" ㅤ

ㅤ ͏͏͏ "You'd think I'd be used to semi-sentient Deathclaws by now, but no-o-o-o-o. No, I am terrified right now." ㅤ

ㅤ ͏͏͏ "BAH!" He jumps back, already preparing to pull out an MP5 from his mysterious infinite bag. ㅤ

ㅤ ͏͏͏ " 𝙅𝙀𝙎𝙐𝙎 ! Give a guy some warning! " ㅤ

ㅤ ͏͏͏ " [ Intelligence 4 ] How did you write that down, then? " ㅤ

ㅤ ͏͏͏ " . . . Really? " He cocks an eyebrow. Is this a lie? " / Really? / " ㅤ

ㅤ ͏͏͏ " OOOH , SHIT ! " ㅤ

ㅤ ͏͏͏ " That is confusing as hell, but I'll just . . . role with it. I've seen much weirder. " ㅤ

ㅤ ͏͏͏ " Those horny robot fucks ! " ㅤ

ㅤ ͏͏͏ " I certainly hope so, because god damn you're scary as you are. " ㅤ

ㅤ ͏͏͏ " As much as I hate to ask . . . Do ya wanna come with me? " ㅤ

ㅤ ͏͏͏ " I don't - fuck if I know, man. Just wherever, I guess. " ㅤ

ㅤ ͏͏͏ " Oh, dude, don't worry. My friend, Mike, he's got a Time Machine. I'll just go forward in time and meet you then. " ㅤ

ㅤ ͏͏͏ " Trust me, it works. " ㅤ

ㅤ ͏͏͏ Shoots someone in the face. ㅤ

ㅤ ͏͏͏ Sighs. "I missed it when the person I shot in the face would get back up." ㅤ

ㅤ ͏͏͏ AHH- ㅤ