It's his heart, not his real fucking body. Who knows if replacing those will do any good, or if we're being fucking timed here. Let's leave that for last.
And probably immediately regret it, since it’s a flash of searing pain making your skin prickle with cold sweat, the distinct jab of fractured ankle bones grinding together.
You keep your weight off it and throw another knife and anotheranotheranother, faster than the human eye can track.
The enemy survives that (high hp bar, you think through a giddy absence of reality) and it takes you a while to realize he’s pleading.
You take your knives back out and finish the job with bloody-minded determination, and when his snotty-nosed pathetic begging for mercy has stopped, you start sawing open the joints where metal glitters on bone. This idiot should pay for a new knife to make up for the damage.
[ DISCONNECT ENGAGED or not, the memory is clear and sharp, and while there's no after effect he immediately checks his ankle, making sure it's in good condition, eyes wide after the sudden shock.
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Liver and organs!
[ FLESH BUCKET ]
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FUCK THE EXISTENCE OF FOLIAGE.
It’s a memory of frustration, fear and self-preservation. He didn’t see that coming.]
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[i hope you're touching the fleshy things because i'm not
CHECK MECHANICAL ONES??? if there are...]
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Fear, frustration, self-preservation: in other words all shit he can do without! Mechanical version, pass them over.
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He really didn't need those anyway.
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[ and a hit to Shark's emotions too as he handles them to finish this part up ]
Dor, it's just skin left, or did we miss anything else?
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[ TOSSES GIL A BONE TEST THIS ONE FOR ME ]
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And probably immediately regret it, since it’s a flash of searing pain making your skin prickle with cold sweat, the distinct jab of fractured ankle bones grinding together.
You keep your weight off it and throw another knife and anotheranotheranother, faster than the human eye can track.
The enemy survives that (high hp bar, you think through a giddy absence of reality) and it takes you a while to realize he’s pleading.
You take your knives back out and finish the job with bloody-minded determination, and when his snotty-nosed pathetic begging for mercy has stopped, you start sawing open the joints where metal glitters on bone. This idiot should pay for a new knife to make up for the damage.
Whoever he was.
Status: FUCK MY FUCKING ANKLE.]
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WELL THAT CUT THROUGH THE ROBOT EFFECT ]
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What was that?
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[You wanted hugs, right?
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