"Whatever you say."
"Oh, it's not my concern. The damage reports have been sent. Nuclear and chemical payloads are making their way to America as we speak."
"welp...time to see what the king and queen decide to do when they find out i'm not worm food"
Ren was thinking of croissants. There was no reason as to why, he just wanted some. In fact, he was craving for some. He asked Azumi if she can order from an Interdimensional Bakery and she said that the last time they did, a dog with a jetpack stole it and another time, ants holding muskets stole it.
Smolensk wrote:
"Do you honestly think I give a shit? You're just a sad, broken Iron Man knockoff."
"I'm his son!"
"really now? well theo "son of tony stark" you just caused world war 3...so tell me boy how are you going to fix it?"
Woah what the hell did i just walk into?
Im not a child im 19
Cairo geria wrote:
Woah what the hell did i just walk into?
Gwen Hey handsome
And i need your help shade i can pay if ya want
You dont need to be a merc i need you to help me get out of a mess someone in my group got us in
Theo Stark wrote:
"I'm his son!"
“Who cares about sons when the people you were supposed to protect are scorched to the ash?”
I thought you worked alone
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