This is me every time.
“Why, I would love some tea! Thankyou. Hmmm. Why are you bleeding like that?”
Otae set down a small cup of tea in front of the young lady, a smile on her face (despite the now dried blood). ”Oh, nothing really. I just got attacked by someone…it’ll be fine.”
Erika looks at the cup of tea for a minute, examining the contents with her eyes before slowly taking it up to her mouth and taking a sip.

“<Delicious!> Hmm. Do you think you’ll be okay?”
“Hehe. You’re starting to get on my nerves, nobody girl!”
“I’m sorry. I can’t hear you over the sound of me not giving a fuck.”

“Oh, are you being a smart ass now? I know exactly how to deal with you nonexistant types. Guess I’ll just have to deny you until you dissapear into nothingness.”
“A bitch? I wouldn’t neccessarilly call myself that.”
“I prefer to be called an Intellectual Rapist!”
“Let me rephrase that. A psychotic crazy bitch.”
“Better?”

“Hehe. You’re starting to get on my nerves, nobody girl!”
“Nippah…What the hell are you going on about!?”
“Oh, right, wrong one. You’re the mysterious loli. Would you like some tea? Maybe I shouldn’t be up right now though…” Blood loss and all that jazz.

“Why, I would love some tea! Thankyou. Hmmm. Why are you bleeding like that?”
“Hmph. You’re boring.”
“And you’re a bitch.”
“A bitch? I wouldn’t neccessarilly call myself that.”

“I prefer to be called an Intellectual Rapist!”
“<Hello> Human! My name is Furudo Erika!”
Hello, this character is currently dying. Please excuse the blood and eviscerated organs. ”Aren’t you supposed to end that with ‘nippah’?”
“Nippah…What the hell are you going on about!?”

“My logic?”
“Don’t you mean the logic of everything? You don’t exist!”
“I know that. Stop reminding me.”

“Hmph. You’re boring.”










