good
i hope your finger hurts as much as much as the rest of my body does
Why
if it didn’t get it off then you def just triggered their ability
which is ur fault
you should have known they would have had that ability
Wha
by the way.
in the middle of the battle we bit squirrel
and we are blaming atlas for trying to prick a finger
which is hilarious
turncoat don’t be a coward
murder someone in the elevator with you and own up to it
see the joke is you’re a murderer
guy is holding his mangled hand up because he was investigating a napalm and touched it
don’t worry he’s magical so he can regrow his hand
thank god
i was really worried about him
he’s also not all bothered by him doing that to his hand
His hand burned off in an instantt; the heat vaporized his blood and cooked his flesh. The man showed no more discomfort than when he’d raised his brow at the scent of burning iron. He was purely analytical, gazing at his own mangled hand like it was an exotic insect preserved under pins and glass.
I’m sad we can’t just bite random people rn cuz squirrel is the only one in the elevator
unlike all the other novels I read this was is rlly interesting cuz of how it talks about the characters
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Summary
Methuselah lived incomparably longer and thought incomparably faster than mensch, but they too lived and breathed in their own form of folly. Their irrationality was that of a grown woman smacking a sleeping child awake and rejoicing at the sight of their tears.
With Agrippina’s purse and skillset, leading these two siblings down a sensible path would be trivial. It would be all too easy to teach the girl values befitting a mensch and to shape the boy’s childish ambitions into a more robust ideology.
Alas, the utter scoundrel threw all pretense of integrity to the wayside as she shoved her chips into the most entertaining pot she could find. If the maxim of gods leaving no sin unpunished was true, then surely a divine bolt of lightning or an apostle would come to smite her at this very second.
Why did it not work
hey litten
hi
would you be bothered if i dipped your hand in napalm