Spune: So…I do like the tie…
Me: Yesh!
Spune: But remind me again why I'M the overseer?
Angel: Yeah. Why do we have a blob watching us? No offense.
Spune: Oh, it's fine. I don't enjoy watching you either.
Corwyn: Why won't you work on our book?
Me: …I love you~.
All three: LIES!
Hasuko: Look just keep my son safe
Colton: Thanks for changing your mind on killing me
Kelly: (Flips me off} Shove it
Dawn: Can I get a personality other than edgy
Emma: Same here, I feel like a knock off Kizana
Terry: HOW AM I THE ANTAGONIST?! I'M TRYING TO KEEP PEACE IN THE SCHOOL!
Tori: Why'd did you make my brother a yandere for me?
Aaron: So my life was a lie… I'm not real..
Darrell: Please give me some agency, I spent half the chapter in a box
Claire: Can you delete Aaron?
Elijah: I knew this was all a simulation
Hunter: ….Die (tries and kill me)
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Harli: Would say nothing but there would be a certain unease to him.
Chester: "What's so wrong with you that you had to create me?.."
Lincoln: He would stare at me for a minute taking in as much information as he can, "If you created me.. then that would mean you know everything about me.. You're writing this."
Landers: Would probably try to hug me or something, then back up awkwardly realizing I do not like physical contact, "Oh, sorry. And one thing, when do I get to try a hamburger? Wait, no, don't spoil it, I want it to be a surprise."
Oscar: He would stare angrily up at me. His eyes would fill with water, tears trail down his cheek, though his expression never softening.
The prince: "Oh." Looking at me disapprovingly. "You look like I do." He looks to the ground. "Pathetic.."
Clov: "Fuck, dude, okay, that's cool and all, Some kid created me, great. But, if you can really do anything, than you gotta get me some new games, I've 100%ed all the ones I have, please my dude, I need games."
Leslie: "You created me? Woah. Okay, I'm gonna need a few days to take that in." Whispering to himself, "And ask Clov, he probably knew all along.."
Jaymi: He would look at me wide eyed, slightly terrified. "Is this a therapy thing?…."
Freedom: “..I know I’m usually a happy person, but why couldn’t you give me a happy life to match with it?”
Mother: “How could such a small, pathetic creature create one such as myself? Truly fascinating..yet, it invokes a feeling of deep anger from myself.”
Father: Father simply stares from his cave, maybe giving off a growl. If I stay until nightfall, he’d probably kill me without hesitation, so it’s probably best to leave.
Justice: “I have nothing to say.”
The Thief: “Alright, so why did I need to cut off her wings again to make the Chimera freedom? Couldn’t you have gotten something else, like a bird? You did raven’s talons just fine, so why was an Eldritch god needed? You over complicate things.”