[ visibly irritated. ] Someone went and tinkered with my Synesthesia Beacon. It's this implant I got when they gave me this body—lets me communicate with all walks a'life. Guess whoever those pearl-clutchin' forkers were thought I swore too fudgin' much.
[ of course that gets her attention, she's! curious!! nvm about that speech change because of swearing, it's a little funny. like a child getting their hand smacked ]
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And you're what-- Shoe? [ considering it's izutsumi, she got pretty close first try. ]
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[ he should ask pesto for a spray bottle ]
The name's Boothill. Not Shoe, not Boot, not Hill of the whatever. Not any 'a that fudgin' nonsense.
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Why is it listed weird on the board then?
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[ its me nat... im the goat shirtbag cultist.... ]
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though she kinda just stares at him weirdly like ]
Why do you talk like that? [ what in the darn tootin' are you saying ]
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You mean all that "fork this" 'n "fudge that"?
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[ of course that gets her attention, she's! curious!! nvm about that speech change because of swearing, it's a little funny. like a child getting their hand smacked ]
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Wadn't always a cyborg, kid. Or are you another one a'those who got no idea what that is?
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How old are ya' then? [ first off. he doesn't remember the profile. ] You a long-lived species?
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Seventeen. But my race reaches maturity at sixteen. [ SHE IS AN ADULT. TECHNICALLY. ] They're short-lived, Tall-men average around sixty or something.
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