Anotherwall

HAHAHAHA SO MANG KAWAII

You used to be cool.

What happened to the good old times bro?

You used to be cool.

No

I know right!

gombo

I'm not eggman :OOOOOOO

I did :O

There was always a broad waiting to get her hands on Dick Tracy, the chief detective of Facepunch city. Another brunette, another girl, looking for revenge."What do you want"? Dick Tracy said. She stopped in her tracks outside the door, almost shocked. She hesitated, was she going to answer him now, or would she enter before talking?"Um, I need your help" the lady spoke outside the door. "Well ofcourse, you're coming to me, you wouldn't be coming to me if you didn't have a problem." Dick Tracy replied, with a slight hint of snarkyness in his voice.Something didn't feel right, there was something in her voice... Dick Tracy unsheated his colt .45, a gun that had served him well, spitting hot lead with a force unparalleled by any other handgun in the world. "Well then, what are you waiting for?" He said, "Come in."She stood there, motionless. Something wasn't right at all. "Oh you see, Dick Tracy..." Another voice, but from where? It sounded as if it came from... No...