“Looks like I got my ‘I’ on you, Dash,” Pinkie giggled.
Pfft.
If you’re gonna make a joke like this, Wildbow, at least make it fit the font it’s gonna be printed in on the site. 😛
With a moist, gooey sound, the flaps of skin opened.
See this?
This is how you use the word “moist”. It fits right in here.
The sight of her own organs and the lack of feeling caused Dash’s
breathing to intensify. Pinkie carefully sliced open Dash’s abdominal sac and
grabbed her large intestines. As she separated the organ from the rest of the
digestive tract and pulled it out of the new cavity, Pinkie grew jovial.
Oh jeez, she wasn’t already jovial?
Laughing as she gutted her friend, Pinkie began to
make jokes. Dash, growing weaker from this new source of blood loss, tried
desperately to shut out the macabre comedy act.
I guess they’re not much better than the ‘I’ one?
Not sure if the jokes being bad would be a good or bad thing here.
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