You are VOIDSY, and you are currently in an enemy TCP’s head. Your newfound nemesis, the very dog you’re trying to strike down, is in front of you as well, looming over her TCP with a wicked grin.
SPIT: So this is what happens when you mix up two communication items…interesting, interesting.
SPIT: Veeeery interesting.
SPIT: You know, I should thank you.
She reaches forward and pats Hark on the head, the TCP trying not to flinch.
SPIT: You just helped me figure out a lil’ ol’ trick for other sessions!
SPIT: Who knows what kinds of shit I can pull off like this.
SPIT: Face to face…is it everything you hoped, collective?
SPIT: Are you gonna be brave, say I’m ugly, say you hate me, that you’re gonna win and be the big badass of this story?
SPIT: Or are you gonna flirt with me again, breaking my poor lil’ sister’s heart?
VOIDSY: …sister?
SPIT: Oh, she didn’t tell you? That’s a real shame…
SPIT: Then again, everything about that little wretch is!
She cackles, and you feel your paws clench into fists.