FOOOOOL!!!

“say it with us! snatcher no snatching! snatcher no snatching! snatcher no snatching!”

“…No wonder Vanessa chained your bitch ass up. The only kinks you’ve ever had in your overwhelmingly vanilla life were literal. Perish. Again.”

“OMAE WA MOU SHINDEIRU”

"NANI!?!"

“Fuck you spaghetti ass bitch. I don’t even care.”

“…What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on DJ Grooves, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in bird warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire army. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this planet, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me?? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting C.A.W. throughout Subcon, so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your unlife. You’re fucking double-dead, son. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Dead Bird Studio prop budget and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, laddie.”