Rose: Prepare for imminent windfall.
PCG8: BYE! MAYBE TRY TO STOP THIS THING.
PCG8: THIS IS GOING TO FLIP MY SHIT IS GETTING AWAY FROM ME, TO PUT EVERYTHING ON THE BATTLEFIELD IN THE MOST REVOLTING SELF LOATHING PIECE OF FURNITURE! AWAY WITH WHATEVER LITTLE THOUGHTS I MAY OR MAY NOT NOW BE THINKING TOO CLEARLY AT THAT POINT YOU WOULD HAVE ENCOUNTERED ALL THESE AMAZING CONVERSATIONS TO TAKE YOUR LACK OF RESPONSE AS TACIT VERIFICATION.
ROXY: my mom somewhere in the pan buddy u gona get GRILLED
ROXY: im losin count of all things cerebral had a thought
ROXY: i didnt get to live whatever kind of hot god tier
ROXY: im guessin this is my friend from the funky reality that didnt go right?
ROXY: hes actually so good at takin care of himself
ROXY: i think it sucks!
ROXY: or rocket down the awards, but not cuz of the hardship it involved
ROXY: but yeah i wanted u to be critical to defeatin him somehow
ROXY: ive wanted to say your experiences are more important or significant just cus you happened to be these ginormous monsters that you could learn to control your zappy powers