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[worn_wings]

So anyone find out where those hearts came from?

[ Yeah, this is what it takes to get him to address everyone: not weird transformations of the spaceship, not people turning into alien creatures, not getting stuck on that dead planet. Nope, it's trespassing. Trespassing, and melodramatic littering.

He's put this off, too, but hitting dead ends means it's worth the hassle. Maybe someone knows. ]

I'm not real big on people leavin' dead stuff on my doorstep.

Comments

[worn_wings]

Beats me.

You got here after?

[nishizono]

yeah, after. like i said - i'm new.

you gonna keep all that bloody hearty shit?

[worn_wings]

Nah, we got rid of it.

[nishizono]

sucks. that's lame man why'd you do that.

[worn_wings]

Why not? Ain't gonna leave a mess on my lawn.

[nishizono]

you could make a protein shake out of it? not for yourself but there's gotta be some vamps or zombies around here who'd be up for that.

[worn_wings]

Ain't my problem if there are.

[well, zombies might be insofar as they're a problem he'd be invested in seeing solved, but it's a sensitive subject. ]

[nishizono]

You could be helping them. Like a good neighbor or something. You threw out perfectly good food, man.

[worn_wings]

Threw out rotten meat covered in dirt. Keep cryin' if you want, I'm not gonna feel bad about it.

[nishizono]

man you're no fun at all.

[worn_wings]

Damn right.