Exactly at 3AM,he woke her up. That time chief couldn’t do anything in this physical robot form but to be a servant. That’s why he use a frying pan and a wooden spoon to wake her up
*tang* *tang* *tang* *tang* “Wake up it’s leif erikson day hinga dinga durgwn”
“Jézus Krisztus, az én élő reménységem,could you not be loud,i’m sleeping here thinking about him..HIM”
“I apologize miss liniatovich”
Still inside he is laughing,kekking rolling on the conceptual primordial floor,feeling jovial in an amused way, a tingle in his belly. A great tickle,milking of laughter from the titcow (pooner). He is howling at her misery,schadenfreude as they say.
He left the room of hers and saw into the dark night of this small yet good town of hers in this land called… Hungary
Come to think of it. Chief himself twice time scheming and plotting to have the earth be destroyed and rebuilt as the origin point of the great feast.
Yet now he is a servant to a vampire still obsessing lovestruck lovesick even about her dead nordic of a husband.How shooketh to the core about her husband's death. She is still crying about it. Hell,he even thought that at some point miss liniatovich thought that being her own husband isn’t so bad. So forth she try to don shorter hair and even surgery yet it failed, she screamed and reversed it,goshdarnit he feels bad for her now
For all her autism,AAP and obsession. She made for a decent at worst and competent at best secretary of state and as for mercenary,quite mediocre. She admires orban,not surprising since she is born and raised hungarian and as such doesn’t want to see the country to ruin all because some people doesn’t want to get consumed.hell she made a great sage and advisor to her descendants.in other words what made of a spineless crying mentally ill mes she is, she is smart probably wise, even probably good at drawing.
*tang* *tang* *tang* *tang* “Wake up it’s leif erikson day hinga dinga durgwn”
“Jézus Krisztus, az én élő reménységem,could you not be loud,i’m sleeping here thinking about him..HIM”
“I apologize miss liniatovich”
Still inside he is laughing,kekking rolling on the conceptual primordial floor,feeling jovial in an amused way, a tingle in his belly. A great tickle,milking of laughter from the titcow (pooner). He is howling at her misery,schadenfreude as they say.
He left the room of hers and saw into the dark night of this small yet good town of hers in this land called… Hungary
Come to think of it. Chief himself twice time scheming and plotting to have the earth be destroyed and rebuilt as the origin point of the great feast.
Yet now he is a servant to a vampire still obsessing lovestruck lovesick even about her dead nordic of a husband.How shooketh to the core about her husband's death. She is still crying about it. Hell,he even thought that at some point miss liniatovich thought that being her own husband isn’t so bad. So forth she try to don shorter hair and even surgery yet it failed, she screamed and reversed it,goshdarnit he feels bad for her now
For all her autism,AAP and obsession. She made for a decent at worst and competent at best secretary of state and as for mercenary,quite mediocre. She admires orban,not surprising since she is born and raised hungarian and as such doesn’t want to see the country to ruin all because some people doesn’t want to get consumed.hell she made a great sage and advisor to her descendants.in other words what made of a spineless crying mentally ill mes she is, she is smart probably wise, even probably good at drawing.
