“UH OH!”
“UH OH!”
Grabs a blue shell.
Grabs a blue shell.
"We should find out!"
“ARE YOU SURE?!!!”
“ARE YOU SURE?!!!”
“ARE YOU SURE?!!!”
"Yeahhhh I would think so. Sooo is that like your hair, or? Like a growth?"
He grabs it and puts it in a bush.
“THANKS! ITS A BLIND SPOT UP THERE FOR ME!”
He grabs it and puts it in a bush.
“THANKS! ITS A BLIND SPOT UP THERE FOR ME!”
He grabs it and puts it in a bush.
“THANKS! ITS A BLIND SPOT UP THERE FOR ME!”
He doesn’t appear to have a skeleton, or anything inside really.
"Yeah, you sure are, aren't you?"
He looks at him from several other angles. This can't be a hallucination because as far as he knows, hallucinations don't have complex
He doesn’t appear to have a skeleton, or anything inside really.
He holds a blue shell in either hand.
He holds a blue shell in either hand.
swinging their scythe around, aiming the blade at its puffy head and- ..bouncing off?
"WHAT THE FUUUUCKK!?!?!?"
Smack smack smack smack .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ
Squeaks like a toy with each smack.
Squeaks like a toy with each smack.
Repeatedly hitting the thing with the butt of her scythe.
Squeaks like a toy with each smack.
"Alright, little guy... You win..."
He slowly walked away while muttering "If matchstick finds out about this..."
"Oooooh sweet mercy!"
He tried his best to shield himself with his arms before...
B O O M.
“C A T C H!”
“C A T C H!”
He starts rummaging through his bag.
“C A T C H!”
He starts rummaging through his bag.
He shrugged.
He starts rummaging through his bag.