Galaco |
“Really?!”
She’ll forgive him for his former remarks now.
”Not many show an interest in me so I’m happy! Thanks!”
“Um… goo̧d͠ ҉fo̧r you.” At least she’s not throwing stupid insults at him.
Galaco |
“Ah… I’m not really, compared to the likes of you, but… I’m Galaco.”
”…
G͏a̶͞l̨͘a̧͠c̕ò̧́, huh? Weird name, but I think I heard it before.“
Weirdo |
“You’re just bitter because you don’t rule over populations like I do.”
“Wel̶l,͠ ̸wh̨a̴tever works in that śy̷sţem for you.
What’s yo̸͞ưr ̶͟n͏a͟m̕e̶̛ anyway? Since you’re such a big shot apparently, I should reco͢g̸n͟i̢ze ̷iţ.”
Weirdo |
“Because I’m the space queen. My minions from other planets will come and fight in the name of their queen.”
”… So they m̷ad̕e̸ t̷h̴e͘ newer models dumber.
Gre̢̧̕at.“
Weirdo |
“… My army will come get you tonight. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
“E̵hh̛hh̢?̨
Army? Why wou͞ld̢ you have an à́͘r̸̡m̕y̷?”
Weirdo |
Hold the comment on his voice because wow, she’s offended. “… At least I don’t have a banana head.”
“… They didn’t say anything about a sharp tongue and childish insults.”
