"DUNK-" Insert Isaac just dunking greed next to W
"OH NOT AGAI-" Kablooey! 
Well, you gave her a good reason to blow something up so she triggered her detonator. “Boom! Ahahaha~”
"Some things never change."
and he sat away from everyone including hood and kept on reading and drinking tea
"Shade might act like a loner, but I know that he really does care about people." Theo poured himself a soft drink, and then raised the glass. "To Shade."
theo wasn't wrong shade may act like a jerk but really deep down he did care hence why he kept fighting monsters and demons even while being hunted by the church of his world
"Good thing i'm normal, instead of this f-censored beep sound.mp4." Nolegs sighed, as he drunk a small glass of water as he mentioned Isaac and Greed.
"No one is normal, Nolegs. Normal is overrated."
"Greed exploded 69 times now. Seems normal. also hehe funni nu-"
Shamk. "Shut the f-censored up."
"Well I'm not normal, even though I try to be. Heck, my house in DC used to belong to the Kennedys."
The Bulldozer saw Theo and proceeded to call Azumi, telling her that he's somehow alive.
"I am coming there right away!", Azumi spoke through the phone.
"I told ya we should've used necromancy!", The Bulldozer told Shade, "we could've made this 'Theo' guy into a zombie!"
Karl simply grumbled to himself, "You do realise necromancy is illegal, yeah?".
"Is my pet zombie fish illegal?", Azuki said, her eyes looking sad, worrying she might have to get rid of it one day.
"Nah, you can keep him..."
"I am coming there right away!", Azumi spoke through the phone.
"I told ya we should've used necromancy!", The Bulldozer told Shade, "we could've made this 'Theo' guy into a zombie!"
Karl simply grumbled to himself, "You do realise necromancy is illegal, yeah?".
"Is my pet zombie fish illegal?", Azuki said, her eyes looking sad, worrying she might have to get rid of it one day.
"Nah, you can keep him..."
W - Sarkaz Mercenary wrote:
“Just don’t go around picking fights with people, or whatever dream you had might become reality.”
"Hold it, young one", he stood up, wobbling a little from the alcohol in his system. He left his forehead protector on the bar counter, exposing his third eye. "Many people here in this bar will not tolerate you eating another person unless some are fine with it", he walked up to her.
“I’m a demon, I eat people, it what I do, and I happen to be nearly 200 years old… don’t call me young one.”
"Just refrain from eating anyone in this bar", he sighed. He frowned at her remark and couldn't shake off an feeling, a sketchy one.
“You know, you seem to be asking for a fight, kid…”
"Arrogant much?", he frowned again, "Kid wouldn't be a correct term anyways."
“Whatever, I just need somebody to fight.”
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