Some bad confessions. You get into the conversation halfway, and this is the sort of thing one would hear from me:




Em Sefall: I've been frighteningly lax about it.

Master-Macabre: Have you? -.- Not the only thing you've been lax about.

Em Sefall: <.< what else was there?

Master-Macabre: Eh hem.... Zelda.

Em Sefall: T-T *confession booth*


Em Sefall: O, Father of Video Games and Nintendo, Lord Miyamoto, forgive me my sins. It has been too many months since I have picked up the Sword of Time, or played Epona's Song. The sacred 64 controller is unpardonably dusty, uncared for...

Em Sefall: I shall repent in the way of defeating the fire temple and leveling my Pidgey six times. Amen. ._.



Master-Macabre: ._. but one error, I have your controller.


Em Sefall: son of a bitch, really?! DX