07-12-2021, 01:42:09 AM
Ignatius was no less exasperated than when the gal investigated his cabin. The very President(s) finding it necessary to shove him didn't make him any more amicable.
Also, I don't have his color on phone, so excuse the lack thereof...
"Why, you— You ought to be dunces! There's no way I could have done that, because, admittedly, all my life's training has went into this golden brain! My ideas are worth than all of your weights in gold! No zombie disease would ever dare infect this— Ohoho, I get it now. You're all in cahoots with the president pretender here, to throw me to my tragic death due to my escaping from being thrown in that horrid gaol called an asylum! After all I did for you...!"
His hands turn into fists as he steps towards, but then he groans and bends over in overplayed agony as his piloric valve shuts on him for the last time.
He's not dead yet don't worry—
Also, I don't have his color on phone, so excuse the lack thereof...
"Why, you— You ought to be dunces! There's no way I could have done that, because, admittedly, all my life's training has went into this golden brain! My ideas are worth than all of your weights in gold! No zombie disease would ever dare infect this— Ohoho, I get it now. You're all in cahoots with the president pretender here, to throw me to my tragic death due to my escaping from being thrown in that horrid gaol called an asylum! After all I did for you...!"
His hands turn into fists as he steps towards, but then he groans and bends over in overplayed agony as his piloric valve shuts on him for the last time.
He's not dead yet don't worry—