"I got pretty damn good at shutting them the fuck up." Heather tells him with a touch of pride in her voice as she watches him attempt to demolish the creatures after his innocent unicorn—though, judging by its attacks, maybe it's not so innocent. Especially since she's pretty sure one of those monsters Hank had jumped on said shit as it died.
This is not a children's game. Where's the ESRB when you need them? Still, it makes her smile and she snorts in her throat when he calls the attack spitting. She'd thought it was more like blowing.... love dust or something but he might be right. No, no, yeah, those demonic zombies are burning.
"Holy shit, this game is way more fucked up than I thought," Her tone implies she's pretty pleased with this,"Jump on the midget murder child! I think it'll give you a 1-Up!"
She jabs him lightly in the ribs as she continues,"Also, you're on the gaming boat right now. Add a few alcoholic drinks and I bet it'd be the best way to waste time after a day at work."
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This is not a children's game. Where's the ESRB when you need them? Still, it makes her smile and she snorts in her throat when he calls the attack spitting. She'd thought it was more like blowing.... love dust or something but he might be right. No, no, yeah, those demonic zombies are burning.
"Holy shit, this game is way more fucked up than I thought," Her tone implies she's pretty pleased with this,"Jump on the midget murder child! I think it'll give you a 1-Up!"
She jabs him lightly in the ribs as she continues,"Also, you're on the gaming boat right now. Add a few alcoholic drinks and I bet it'd be the best way to waste time after a day at work."