#gochaeu

[waltzing-gonzalo]

Carlos: Why did you give Gochaeu a knife, chief?!

Shatina: What? He said he felt unsafe.

Carlos: Now I feel unsafe!

Shatina: I'm sorry..

Shatina: Would you like a knife?

[helixwaltzwithme]

I love this

Like Barris and Maggie have fairly normal answers and then comes Shatina and Gochaeu

[waltzing-gonzalo]

Carlos: What a long day. I think I might need some refreshments to cool me off.

Gochaeu, being Gochaeu: Bleach.

Carlos: Gochaeu, we need to talk.

[waltzing-gonzalo]

Gochaeu: Magda is just so beautiful.

Carlos: It is difficult to reach out to her considering how many suitors she has.

Gochaeu, suspiciously: People die.. all the time.

[waltzing-gonzalo]

Gochaeu: I wish we could block people in real life like when we write letters.

Carlos: A restraining order.

Shatina: Murder.

[waltzing-gonzalo]

Gochaeu: I may be anti-social and not as attractive as the noble figures..

Magda: But?

Gochaeu: That's all.

[waltzing-gonzalo]

Magda: If you took a shot for every time you made a bad decision, how drunk would you be?

Harson: A bit tipsy.

Ivan: Drunk.

Biggus: Wasted.

Gochaeu: Dead.

[waltzing-gonzalo]

Magda: HYDRATE or DIE-DRATE!

Magda: *aggressively throws water bottles*

Gochaeu: Uh..

Carlos: He's trying to yell mental health and well-being into us.

Magda: I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOU.

Gochaeu: It's working.

[waltzing-gonzalo]

Golden Merc Corps in a conversation

Carlos: Is that a dead body?

Gochaeu: Maybe?

Shatina: It is. I can see it right in front of me.

Gochaeu: I promise I'll clean it up before dinner.

[waltzing-gonzalo]

You know.. I don't think I will be bothered this much if I were dead.

Gochaeu, probably

[waltzing-gonzalo]

This plan of yours is going to get us killed.. Of course, I'm in.

Gochaeu, probably

[waltzing-gonzalo]

Gochaeu came in again

Gochaeu: Why did the chicken cross the road?

Carlos: I don't know, why?

Gochaeu: To get to the house, silly.

Gochaeu: Knock, knock.

Carlos: Who's there?

Gochaeu: The chicken.

Carlos: LISTEN HERE YOU DEM--

[waltzing-gonzalo]

Carlos: Did you have to hit me with a corpse's legs? Was that necessary?

Gochaeu: Necessary? No.

Shatina: Hilarious? Yes.

[waltzing-gonzalo]

Shatina, drunk: I have no fears!

Gochaeu: What if you woke up one day and Carlos is taller than you?

Shatina, thinking that Carlos could carry her home: I have one fear.

[waltzing-gonzalo]

[waltzing-gonzalo]

Shatina: If I were a drink, I would be a good ol' bottle of beer. If you were a drink, what would you be?

Gochaeu: Bleach.

Also Gochaeu: Or sewage.

Shatina: Calm down edgelord.