Twirling the knife Ready to play tag, sweetheart? I'm "it," and you look scared.
He would rather stay dead then being alive again
How about we spice up this little game, hmm? You run, I chase. If I catch you, well, let's just say you won't be running anymore. Sound fair?
lunges forward with the knife Catch me if you can, sweetheart! starts running away from Hbrwurman
glances back at Hbrwurman, a wicked smile spreading across her face Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea how much I love a good chase.
Would rather die than chasing
Well, lucky for you, death is what you're aiming for, isn't it? giggles manically as she sprints away, the sound of her laughter echoing through the warehouse You take off after Susie, the twinkle of her knife glinting in the dim light.
he would rather stay dead then being alive again
<As Susie and Hbrwurman chase each other around the warehouse, Susie trips over a stack of crates and falls, accidentally stabbing herself in the leg with the knife.>
gritting her teeth in pain Oh, fuck me sideways! I guess the universe isn't done playing tricks on me yet. clutches her bleeding leg
grinning through the pain Trick, obviously! Gotta keep this party going, right? pulls out a hidden whistle and blows it
grabs her injured leg and hops towards Hbrwurman, using the whistle to lure him closer Oh, look who's coming to join the fun!
Should I come back to life
limping towards Hbrwurman, clutching her bleeding leg Come on, sweetie, don't be a spoilsport. We were just getting started!
sarcastically Wow, what a shocker! Death wins again! Congratulations, champ! Do you get a trophy for that? Maybe a participation medal? How about a nice, juicy steak dinner? Huh? Does that sound good to you, Mr. Death-Protector? Hbrwurman says nothing, his eyes blank and expressionless.
rolls her eyes Geez, talk about a buzzkill! Can't even engage in a little fun without you playing the grim reaper. Fine, Mr. Death-Protector, if that's what you want, let's give you a front-row seat to the grand finale! reaches into her pocket and pulls out a small remote control Susie presses a button on the remote, revealing a row of tripwires set up around the warehouse. The wires go off with a loud bang, creating a chaotic cacophony of sparks and smoke.
throws her head back in exaggerated frustration Ugh! You're impossible! Fine, Mr. Death-Protector, let's play your favorite game— tag, you're it! grins mischievously as she takes off running Hbrwurman watches her go, his body unmoving, a silent observer to the chaos around him.
runs circles around Hbrwurman, taunting him Come on, Death-Protector! Show me what you've got! Can't catch me? How disappointing! Guess I'm just too fast for you, huh? Too quick for your slow, grim reaper butt! Hbrwurman remains motionless, his blank expression unchanged.
<Susie grows tired of chasing Hbrwurman and decides to call off the game. She leaves the warehouse, frustration evident on her face, while Hbrwurman continues to stand there, expressionless, surrounded by the chaos of the tripwires.>
Good choice choosing death
throws her hands up in exasperation Oh, fantastic! Death wins again! Congratulations, Mr. Death-Protector!
narrows her eyes, a mix of annoyance and determination crossing her face You know what, Death-Protector? You win this round. But mark my words, I will find a way to beat you at your own game. And when I do, you'll be begging for mercy. Just you wait. Susie turns on her heel and walks away, muttering to herself as she exits the warehouse.
grumbles to herself Yeah, yeah, I get it, Death-Protector. You're all high and mighty because you chose death. Well, guess what? I choose life, and life chooses me! So take that, you grim reaper wannabe!