++ 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐑 ++

. . . ( snort ) yeah okay

I’m more than that, baby. Specials just a nice word for being a little different, but everything you can do is child’s play.

Not even worth a mention in the blurb. You’re colorblind clearly

I ain’t wanna talk about it. HA! I ain’t got shit to be jealous of from you.

— “I can hanndle it! I got it! Please!” She yells to something hidden in the trees.

— an irritant. “You came HERE! YOU GOT ALL UP IN MY STUFF! AAARRGGHHHFFHHH!!”

— The drone however fought like a drunken raccoon. “YOU’RE GOING TO GET ME RECYCLED!!”

The spider weaved through the trees, taking on burns from the assault. “Wait—! Don’t kill my spider! I only have the one!” The drone threw herself at the others feet, attempting to bite her shin. Meanwhile the spider tried to make its way closer.

‘Ms. S?’ The tired ol’ quack will give anyone with even the slightest bit of talent attention. What’s ya trick? Spinning plates? You’re annoying.

— consisting of skinless and twisted limbs launched itself from the treetops at the intruder while the drone continued to shriek.

why the hell would I want to hang out with someone as annoying as you? stop calling me weird!

my bad if I want you to have personal freedom. ya know what, go for it. get involved with the doc. you’ll regret it later, if ya ain’t too brainwashed to even know about it.

From (her spine??) she pulls a short spear. Though she holds it wrong. This one is in lower management, not a warrior. “I said leave, and take your filthy spells with you… you… you don’t wanna be here when my boss arrives.”

That’s so fucking rude— I’m trying to help you.