Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32932951-20191227213715/@comment-31697215-20191230033959

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The mechanic pushed a few wires out of the way, squinting at Zach. "Okay, first of all, I'm getting paid to do this, this is my job. Second of all, you seemed pretty awestruck when rabbit boy reared his ugly head in the vents." He pokied his head near the open torso a bit more, examining the now visible chest area on his endoskeleton

"Look, I'm not the one who's spent his life doing nothing but working at pizzeria chains and all things related to that. Can't you get, like, an actual decent-paying job instead of just hopping around from place to place all the time?" He grunted a bit as his arm brushed against a sharp piece of endoskeleton sticking out, instinctively withdrawing his arm. "Give me a sec, scarecrow." He mumbled half to himself, flicking away the drop of blood forming on the outer layer of his skin.

Jayden moved towards his toolbox, yanking out an electric handheld sander. He brushed his hand over the small scrape he had gotten again. "If I get an infection and die from tetanus, you're paying for my funeral." He glared up at Sully. "Not a joke, either. I'll update my will that I keep on my phone to say 'If I died from tetanus, Sully the Scarecrow pays for my funeral' on a new line." He seemed a bit more annoyed than before now.