Nawmoo
Probably NOT an Alien
==> Drey: Exit room.
Well that was awkward, you weren't really expecting a cookie to be holding such a grudge. He's a cookie for pete's sake, he should be use to being eaten and all that. It's like some kind of unspoken rule of food. You're food so you get eaten, end of story. Anything else would just be whack.
==>
*Drey enters the living room to see Copper Imps have occupied the place.*
Ah geez, now you got to deal with all this.
==> Drey: Strife.
*Drey begins assaulting the Copper Imps one-by-one.*
Well that was awkward, you weren't really expecting a cookie to be holding such a grudge. He's a cookie for pete's sake, he should be use to being eaten and all that. It's like some kind of unspoken rule of food. You're food so you get eaten, end of story. Anything else would just be whack.
==>
*Drey enters the living room to see Copper Imps have occupied the place.*
Ah geez, now you got to deal with all this.
==> Drey: Strife.
*Drey begins assaulting the Copper Imps one-by-one.*